Chapter 1597

He answered flatly, "please come in."

Ordinary people will not enter the study when he works. There must be something important.

Sure enough, as soon as the servant pushed the door and came in, he anxiously said to Ji Wuming, "young master, young lady is sick again. She smashed the house and hurt the man's head."

Ji Wuming, hearing the speech, reluctantly raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He put down his papers and got up and went out. The servant followed him and left the study tremblingly.

The servant thought that since the woman named Zhu Kexin came to the house, she would perform such a performance almost every day. I don't know what the young master likes about her, that is, let her get angry.

As soon as the injured servant saw Ji Wuming coming in, she was slowly relieved. She secretly looked at Ji Wuming in embarrassment and said with guilt: "young master, young lady, she..."

The young master told wan wan to take good care of the young lady, but he had no way to prevent her from getting sick. The servant was afraid that Ji Wuming would be angry with her.

Ji Wuming waved to the servant to let her go down first. The servant ran out as soon as he was pardoned.

Zhu Kexin watched Ji Wuming come in, pointed at him and cried hysterically, "are you satisfied with seeing this? Are you happy? Welcome to our new house

When she said this, her eyes were scarlet with a little bit of madness.

Ji Wuming looked at the house full of scars, and felt a little pain in his heart. All the red things in the whole room were torn down by her.

Ji Wuming said angrily to Zhu Kexin, "if you tear all these things off, can we change the fact that we are married?"

"You forced me, you forced me!" Zhu Kexin roared loudly.

"Whether I force you or not, we are husband and wife in law now. Then you are my wife. This is the reality that you can't escape. In the future, you will never have a relationship with Fu Ancheng. You can never have a relationship. You should give up your heart."

Ji Wuming deliberately stimulates her, just want to let her face the reality, otherwise if it goes on like this, I don't know what will happen.

When Zhu Kexin, who was still crazy, heard Ji Wuming's words, she seemed to drain her strength. She squatted on the ground and sobbed, crying and murmuring: "why is that so? Why is that? Why doesn't he love me? "

Ji Wuming's eyes flashed a touch of pain, and his heart was like a needle prick. He kept saying: "Fu Ancheng doesn't love you, but I love you, can't you see me?"

He walked slowly, squatted down, held Zhu Kexin tightly in his arms, patted her back gently, and said softly, "OK, OK, I'll take you to the guest room. It's time to have a rest."

Zhu Kexin seemed to find a way to rely on him, lying in his arms crying like a child.

Soon she was quiet. Ji Wuming picked her up and quickly came to the guest room. Then she said to the servant behind her, "go and call the doctor."

The doctor carefully examined Zhu Kexin's condition and shook his head at Ji Wuming, "although the disease of madam is better than before, the time of onset is shorter and shorter, but the frequency is increasing, which shows that she has been greatly stimulated recently, and her mood fluctuates greatly. This is not a good thing."

"If the young master has time, he should take his wife to relax more, so that her mood can be calmer, which is conducive to her recovery."

The doctor has said these words more than once, but Zhu Kexin doesn't want to get out of his heart. No matter how much he does, it's useless.

Ji Wuming listened to the doctor's words and had to nod feebly. He really wanted to take Zhu Kexin away from these right and wrong, but she refused. Her whole heart was entangled in Fu Ancheng's body.

"Take the doctor out." Ji Wuming orders the servant coldly.

The doctor saw that Ji Wuming's eyebrows were heavy, so he followed the servant out of the room without saying anything.

Ji Wuming looks at Zhu Kexin sleeping in the big bed. It's like seeing a helpless child. I will help you realize what Zhu Kexin wants. He secretly makes a decision in his heart.

He turned and walked out, gently closed the door, took out his mobile phone, and said to the person on the phone: "plan two, let's start." With that, he hung up his cell phone.

The deep eyes flashed a fierce intention to kill

Tang aster wakes up in Fu An Cheng's arms.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Fu An Cheng's beautiful face, which was carved like uncanny craftsmanship. For a moment, she was a little confused. She stretched out her finger and unconsciously wanted to touch it.

But before he met him, Fu Ancheng grabbed Tang Ziyuan's little hand. The man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tang Ziyuan narrowly, "so you like me so much!"

Tang Ziyuan was caught on the spot. He was a little embarrassed. He got up in a hurry and wanted to escape from Fu Ancheng's arms. "I won't tell you. I'm going to wash."Can Fu An City where want to let her off easily, that powerful arm hook her lightly a pull, took her in the bosom, thin lips kiss her small ear, hot breath spray to her.

Tang aster shrinks her neck, which is why she is afraid of itching.

"It's not so easy to run when you do something bad. I want revenge." Fu Ancheng then attached his mouth to her lips.

Her lips were like sweet fruit, which he could not taste enough.

It was not until Tang aster was almost out of breath that Fu An Cheng let her go.

He leaned over and looked at her eyes. Fu Ancheng said softly, "I'll take you to my mother-in-law's house today."

As soon as Tang Ziwan heard Fu Ancheng say that she wanted to send her back to her mother's home, her eyes suddenly became clear. She sat up from the bed and asked softly, "really?"

"Why do I lie to you?" Fu Ancheng frowned with some worry, "don't forget that you are pregnant with children. What can you do if you are so frightened?"

Tang aster slightly spit out his tongue, mischievous toward Fu Ancheng's face, and then quickly ran away from the bed.

Fu Ancheng looked at her back and sighed: Although there is no way to heal the pain and hatred in her heart, at least she is willing to open her heart and show her lightest side, which is also a kind of progress. It's better than the cold appearance before.

Kangkang had been sent to school for a long time, so only Tang Ziyuan and Fu Ancheng had breakfast.

The exquisite breakfast is full of a table, which makes the aster of the Tang Dynasty hit the tongue a little.