Chapter 1597 Extra: Assassination

He responded calmly, "Please come in."

Most people would not enter the study while he was working. There must be something important.

Sure enough, as soon as the servant opened the door and walked in, he said anxiously to Ji Wuming: "Master, the young lady is sick again. She smashed the house to pieces and injured the person's head."

When Ji Wuming heard this, he raised his hand helplessly and rubbed his eyebrows, put down the documents in his hands, stood up and walked out. The servant followed him and left the study tremblingly.

The servant thought that since this woman named Zhu Kexin came to the house, she would perform this kind of drama almost every day. She didn't know what the young master liked about her, but he just let her go crazy.

When the injured servant saw Ji Wuming come in, she breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at Ji Wuming secretly with some embarrassment, and said guiltily: "Master, Madam, she..."

The young master gave many orders to take good care of the young lady, but he could not prevent her from getting sick. The servants were afraid that Ji Wuming would vent his anger on her.

Ji Wuming waved his hand towards the servant, indicating that she should go down first. The servant ran out quickly as if he had been granted amnesty.

Zhu Kexin watched Ji Wuming walk in, pointed at him, and shouted hysterically: "Are you satisfied with seeing these? Are you happy? Welcome to our new house."

When she said this, her eyes were full of scarlet, with a hint of madness.

Ji Wuming looked at the devastation in the house, and her heart ached slightly. She tore off all the red things in the house and tore them to pieces.

Ji Wuming said to Zhu Kexin angrily: "If you tear all these things off, will it change the fact that we are married?"

"You forced me to do that, you forced me to do that!" Zhu Kexin yelled loudly.

"Whether I forced you or not, we are now legally husband and wife, then you are my wife. This is a reality you cannot escape. You and Fu Ancheng will never have a relationship in the future, and there will never be a relationship. , give up."

Ji Wuming deliberately stimulated her, just to make her face the reality, otherwise there was no telling what would happen if the trouble continued like this.

Zhu Kexin, who was still crazy at first, seemed to have lost all her strength when she heard Ji Wuming's words. She squatted on the ground and cried. While crying, she murmured: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening? So? Why doesn't he love me?"

Ji Wuming's eyes flashed with pain, and his heart felt like needles pricking him. He kept saying in his heart: "Fu Ancheng doesn't love you, but I love you, can't you look at me?"

He walked over slowly, knelt down, hugged Zhu Kexin tightly in his arms, patted her back gently, and comforted her softly: "Okay, okay, I'll take you to the guest room. It's time to rest."

Zhu Kexin seemed to have found support, lying in his arms and crying like a child.

She soon became quiet. Ji Wuming picked her up and quickly came to the guest room. Then he said to the servant behind him: "Go and call the doctor."

The doctor carefully examined Zhu Kexin's condition and shook his head at Ji Wuming, "Although Madam's illness is better than before, and the onset time is getting shorter and shorter, the frequency is increasing. This shows that she has been greatly stimulated recently and her mood is It’s also very volatile, which is not a good thing.”

"If the young master has time, he should take his wife to relax more so that she can feel calmer. This will be 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 will be useless.

After hearing the doctor's words, Ji Wuming could only nod feebly. He really wanted to take Zhu Kexin away from these right and wrongs, but she refused. Her whole heart was entangled with Fu Ancheng.

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

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

Ji Wuming looked at Zhu Kexin sleeping in the big bed, as if he saw a helpless child, Zhu Kexin, whatever you want, I will definitely help you achieve it, he secretly made a decision in his heart.

He turned around and walked out, closed the door gently, took out his cell phone and said sternly to the person on the phone: "Let's start plan 2." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

A ruthless killing intent flashed in those deep eyes...

Tang Ziwan woke up in Fu Ancheng's arms.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Fu Ancheng's handsome face that was carved like a miraculous craftsmanship. She was a little confused for a moment. She stretched out her fingers and unconsciously wanted to touch them.

But before they could touch her, Fu Ancheng caught Tang Ziwan's mischievous little hand. The man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tang Ziwan narrowly, "So you like me so much!"

Tang Ziyuan was a little embarrassed to be caught on the spot, and stood up in a hurry to escape from Fu Ancheng's arms, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to wash up."

But Fu Ancheng didn't want to let her go easily. His strong arms hooked her up and gently pulled her into his arms. His thin lips kissed her small ear, and his hot breath blew towards her. .

Tang Ziwan shrank her neck because she was afraid of this kind of tickling.

"It's not that easy to just run away after doing something bad. I want revenge." After Fu Ancheng finished speaking, he attached his mouth to hers.

Her lips were like sweet fruit, and he couldn't get enough of it no matter how much he tasted it.

Fu Ancheng didn't let Tang Ziyuan go until she was almost out of breath.

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

When Tang Ziyuan heard Fu Ancheng say that he would take her back to her mother's house, her eyes suddenly became clear. She sat up from the bed and asked softly, "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Fu Ancheng frowned with some worry, "Don't forget that you are pregnant. What if you scare the child?"

Tang Ziyuan stuck out her tongue slightly, kissed Fu Ancheng on the face playfully, and then quickly fled 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 now, at least she is willing to open her heart and show her most relaxed side. This is also a kind of progress, which is much better than the cold look before.

Kang Kang had been sent to school a long time ago, so only Tang Ziyuan and Fu Ancheng had breakfast together.

The table was filled with exquisite breakfast, which made Tang Ziyuan smack her lips.