Chapter 104: Heartache is uncontrollable
Ji Anyang spoke very simply: "There must have been something strange about the car accident back then. If you look for it now, you might be able to find the driver. β
She leaned on Mu Jingyi's arms, holding her iPad, and her face reflected a faint blue light: "There are still many traces left on the Internet...... These things should not be left to the Yang family. β
"Not necessarily."
Ji Heng's tone was stiff: "No need to check." β
He slid his Adam's apple up and down, and without waiting for the person on the other side of the phone to ask, he hung up the phone and leaned heavily in his chair.
The barely maintained calm was finally torn apartβ
Yang Mengyao was never the perfect wife he envisioned.
Ji Heng hooked the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, he should have known.
Of course, that person was not good to Wen Yu......
He closed his eyes tiredly, and the look of defeat on his face became heavier.
It's just that no matter how much Yang Mengyao does, it can't compare to one ten-thousandth of what he does to Wen Yu.
The bitterness slowly lingered in the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't dissipate it for a long time.
Back then, why did he decide that Wen Yi was the murderer who took the initiative to kill others?
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"In the future, just prepare according to one person's share."
A week later, Ji Zhai.
In the kitchen, Steward Wang coughed and watched the cook pour the excess leftovers into the kitchen waste grinder.
Xiao Huang's face was full of pity, and he muttered: "If you don't come back, you don't know how to say it in advance......"
The cook raised her head, glanced at Steward Wang, and sighed silently.
"Young Master......"
She wanted to speak and stopped, and only said after a while: "In the future, is he not going to come back for dinner?" β
Upstairs in the master bedroom, the haggard woman pushed the door open and came out, slowly climbed the stairs, and sat expressionlessly in the living room, on the sofa facing the door.
Yang Mengyao's face was cold, and her body was also very cold.
She subconsciously hugged herself-
Obviously, the bruises on her body have faded cleanly, and she has no scruples about acting at home, but the man is ......
Never came home again.
It was like this all night, and I sat down until dawn.
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"Hey, hey, my grandfather - you let go of it, let's have fun together."
Late at night, agar.
The music was loud, the dazzling lights flickered and the eyes hurt, and the scantily clad woman laughed and sprayed Ji Heng with a shoddy perfume.
The smell of the essence exploded in the air, making people want to vomit with annoyance.
Ji Heng's face turned pale: "Call your boss over." β
There is also a faint water mark on his body, which was also "inadvertently" poured up by this woman.
The woman pouted: "Really, what are you angry about." β
Ji Heng didn't speak, just looked over with dark eyes.
She was so heartbroken that she didn't dare to mess around anymore, so she laughed, went out, and found Meng Ning's office.
"Sister Mengβ"
The woman sat next to Meng Ning and pretended to wipe away her tears: "That guy Ji Heng is fierce, as if he was going to eat me, I don't dare to provoke him." β
"Now I know I'm in a hurry......"
In the smoke, Meng Ning raised her head, chuckled, and casually extinguished the cigarette butt in her hand, the corners of her mouth hooked, and there was endless mockery in her eyes.
Frightened, the woman did not dare to speak anymore, and sat down to the side.
Meng Ning lightly spit out a smoke ring, with a happy expression: "It's late." β
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"Young Master Ji is here, let our little shop shine!"
Meng Ning's voice was high-pitched, and she walked in from the door with joy, and her tone was exaggerated.
Ji Heng closed his eyes and looked at Meng Ning with a look of annoyance: "What about Wen Yu?" β
"Let her come."
He knew that Meng Ning didn't want to see him-
As soon as he entered the agar today, the women began to tease him in a different way.
It was definitely this man who ordered it.
His eyes were bruised, and he only felt endlessly tired, and he didn't have the strength to do more.
Meng Ning's smile remained unchanged, she pulled her skirt together, and sat down beside him briskly, not answering his words, but tilting her head: "What are they all doing to eat, why don't you even give a fruit plate to Young Master Ji?" β
"Not necessarily."
Ji Heng's face became more and more ugly, but he still reluctantly resisted, stood up from the sofa, got up and wanted to go out: "Let Wen Yi come over, I'll wait for her in the old place." β
He still didn't know how to face the woman, but he wanted to see her soon.
He subconsciously put his hand into his coat pocket, and his fingertips touched it lightly, his heart was a little calmer, and his face became a little better.
"She resigned."
Meng Ning's tone was brisk, and she looked at the man's suddenly frozen back with a smile: "I'm really sorry for you...... Why don't you pass the time tonight? β
"Where did she go...... Finish? β
Ji Heng turned around slowly, his face was full of storms, and his tone was cold: "What do you mean?" β
Meng Ning didn't seem to see the man's ugly face, smiled and forked a piece of cantaloupe, trembling and sent it to his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's just resignation...... Not done with us. β
Ji Heng took a deep breath and couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart: "Where is she now!" β
Meng Ning lazily fell on the sofa, stretched comfortably, suppressed the disgust for Ji Heng in his heart, and casually dealt with it: "How do I know this......"
She paused, fiddling with her mottled nails, as if carelessly, "But she should be happily doing it now." β
A smile tugged at the corner of Meng Ning's mouth: "So, Young Master Ji, you don't have to pity her anymore." β
She stood up from the sofa, her eyes becoming cold little by little: "Wen Yu has already met someone who is willing to cherish her, and you don't need to worry about this leisure anymore." β
She said casually: "You have all the money, can you keep it for yourself?" β
Ji Heng breathed and sneered: "In a place like you? β
Meng Ning smiled: "How is it possible?" I've met the man once, and he's a trustworthy one. β
Ji Heng's face was pale, and there was no temperature at all in his dark eyes.
The woman......
Got with someone else?
"I haven't congratulated you yet." Meng Ning's casual voice came, and when it was heard in Ji Heng's ears, it became faint and vague: "Listen to them, your wife is happy." β
She yawned and arched her hand perfunctorily: "Congratulations, what is the due date?" β
Ji Heng had a cold face and ignored her.
Meng Ning grinned, suddenly exclaimed, and covered her mouth delicately: "Ah, I forgot." β
She said in a low voice: "Look at my memory...... Obviously, a former customer told me several times, but I couldn't remember each time. β
She walked slowly to Ji Heng's side: "The child has been miscarried, isn't it?" β
There was malice on her face that could not be misunderstood: "But you are still young, and the child will definitely have it again...... There should be another one, right? β
Meng Ning said with a smile: "I've heard others say before that parents have done evil things. β
She blinked: "It seems that the retribution will be brought to her own child." β
Ji Heng's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his eyes looked at it with a heavy gaze: "What do you mean?" β
"Wen Xi's little girl has a good life and survived."
Meng Ning's face also became pale, and said, "Mrs. Ji's child may still not have enough life, okay......"
She elongated her voice and said in a low voice: "So, as a parent, you still have to accumulate virtue in time!" β
Ji Heng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Meng Ning, you deliberately provoked me." β
Meng Ning chuckled, poured herself a glass of red wine, and lazily poured it back on the sofa: "What did you say...... Wen Yi has a lover who is willing to cherish her, why did she become a provocation to you. β
He took a deep breath, glanced at Meng Ning coldly, didn't say a word, and turned to leave.
Agar is not his turf...... Once the face is torn, everyone's face will not look good.
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"Hello, the phone you dialed is on a call......"
Ji Zhai.
The boring female voice said that Yang Mengyao had heard it thousands of times, and it consumed all her reason bit by bit.
Yang Mengyao took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her hand, and hung up the phone that seemed to never be picked up by Ji Heng.
The candle shadow is fluttering, obviously she carefully selected and bought it back to be used as a prop for the candlelight dinner.
But now it has become extremely bleak.
Steward Wang walked up, coughed, and said cautiously: "Madam, why don't we put some of these dishes in the refrigerator first?" β
He was a little embarrassed: "You burned them one by one...... Now that the weather is so hot, if you let it go for a while, I'm afraid it will smell bad. β
Yang Mengyao looked over expressionlessly, startling Steward Wang.
"Throw it all away."
The candle flame jumped, and Yang Mengyao's face was also extinguished.
"Wait for him to come back...... I'll do it again. β
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"Hey, you say, are they getting divorced?"
Kee's Group, in the pantry.
Ji Anyang paused, and listened to the conversation between the secretary and others over there.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Ji Heng's secretary is still very cautious.
The little clerk next to him disagreed: "What's this?" Don't fall apart, everyone can already see that-"
She said with a big grin: "Mr. Ji has been sleeping in the company these days, tsk, tsk, I have said it a long time ago, and my nature is difficult to change." β
"Our Mrs. Ji, it is impossible to pretend for a lifetime."
"Arrogant and domineering, you can bully whoever you want. Can such a person be a good person? β
"It must be the nature that has been exposed, and the relationship between the two people has broken down!"
The secretary gasped, didn't want to talk to the man anymore, hurriedly walked out, and grabbed Ji Anyang's arm.