The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 144 The mastermind behind the scenes may be Bai Shiyu
Mu Shaocheng narrowed his eyes, and slowly shook his head, "The one who caught said yes."

"Oh, that's it." Zhuo Tianhao breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed and lay back on the bed. There were too many injuries on his body and he lost a lot of blood. It's too much to bear at this moment.

Mu Shaocheng stood there quietly without saying a word, he always felt a little weird, but when he thought about it seriously, he couldn't figure it out.

"You mean that the person caught is lying? Do you suspect that this person was not sent by Mr. Wang at all?" There was silence in the ward for 2 minutes, Zhuo Tianhao suddenly sat up from the hospital bed, almost moving I fell down on the bed.

Mu Shao rarely kindly helped him, looked down at him and his eyes darkened, "If it wasn't someone sent by Mr. Wang, who would it be?"

"Damn, there aren't many people who have a grudge against Jun Ling, right? If you look it up, you'll know... Hey, hey, why are you going?"

Zhuo Tianhao looked dumbfounded at the man who disappeared into his ward like a gust of wind, swallowed dryly, turned his head to meet Jun Ling's surprised gaze, and couldn't help but said: "Say you like a man like this What is he doing? It's better to like me than to waste feelings with him!"

Jun Ling chuckled, thinking about what Mu Shaocheng said to her before leaving in a hurry, and shook his head slightly, "I just saw a sentence on the way here, and I think it's especially suitable to say now."

"What?"

"Confession is taking the risk that even friends will not be able to do it in the future, and betting on the opportunity to hold your hand, hug you and love you in the future. I think the same is true for feelings. I will do my best to change someone to see the world side by side with him. No matter what happens during this period, it is my willingness, even if I separate in the future, I will not regret it, and then, I will not be obsessed with or attached to each other without guilt or regret." She pursed her lips, Smiling and looking at him, "You should have thought about all this before you confessed to me."

She helped Zhuo Tianhao lie down on the bed again, rummaged through the fruit basket with her fingers, and finally chose an orange, "Did you ever have such entanglements, and would you be worried like that?"

"You understand better than anyone else." Zhuo Tianhao snorted angrily, and then Jun Ling chuckled, "I have studied psychology and also studied love."

Zhuo Tianhao: "..."

He glared at Jun Ling sullenly and angrily, Jun Ling quickly waved his hands, "I usually don't deliberately guess other people's mental activities, so don't think I'm so perverted."

"..." Even so, Zhuo Tianhao's face was still a little uneasy, and he said after a while: "Actually, Mu Shaocheng is also quite unlucky, to meet a wife who can analyze his heart all the time. It’s impossible to save some private money, hahaha.”

The corners of Jun Ling's mouth twitched, and he waited for him to smile before he said quietly, "Actually, although our income and expenditure are very clear, we each spend our own money."

"..."

Zhuo Tianhao tilted his neck and refused to look at her anymore. Who said that a woman will be in charge of accounts? For a woman like Jun Ling who is more eloquent than a bowler, if she manages accounts, she will definitely empty out her family!
Zhuo Shao, who was once a suave and charming heartthrob, is lying on the hospital bed weakly beating the bed at this moment, and just wants to look up to the sky and sigh.

Jun Ling smiled and stuffed an orange into his mouth, "Calm down."

Zhuo Tianhao rolled her eyes and chewed hard twice, but the next second he froze, the corner of his mouth twitched and looked at her, "What did you give me?"

"Oranges." Jun Ling blinked, broke off another piece of orange, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and happily swallowed it.

Zhuo Tianhao looked at his cheeks sour for a while, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Jun Ling looked at him inexplicably.

"You... don't you think this orange is very sour?"

Jun Ling was taken aback for a moment, blinked his eyes and threw a piece into his mouth, chewed and tasted it, and then nodded, "It seems to be a little bit."

Zhuo Tianhao turned his head away again, he couldn't even eat a piece of food, and couldn't communicate!

Jun Ling clicked his tongue, silently processed an orange and found it delicious, picked up another one and began to peel it, Zhuo Tianhao was speechless for a while, turned his head again and landed on her with a complicated expression, a little disbelieving He said, "Jun Ling, don't you have it?"

"have what?"

"There are children."

"..." Jun Ling was taken aback for a moment, then looked down in disbelief while picking up half of the orange, then slowly raised his head, "Are you kidding me?"

Zhuo Tianhao was also taken aback, he was very surprised to say these words.

However, in the next second, he still couldn't help asking: "Have you taken measures?"

It took Jun Ling a while to figure out what he meant, and he shook his head, "No."

"Then you're taking birth control pills?"

Jun Ling shook his head again, "No."

"Then you used to like eating sour food?"

"It's okay." Jun Ling pursed his lips, frowned and thought for a while, "I seem to like eating everything."

"...Then I think you should go and check it?"

"why?"

Zhuo Tianhao looked at the few oranges in the fruit basket and felt a toothache, "Forget it, maybe not."

Not long after, Mu Shaocheng came back and took Jun Ling away. Before leaving, Jun Ling said he would come to see him in two days, but Mu Shaocheng dragged him out of the ward. Jun Ling thought about Zhuo Tianhao's seemingly endless words , and silently lowered his head to look at his stomach, and couldn't help but wonder if he really wanted to go for a checkup?
Thinking of Mrs. Mu's longing for the eldest grandson, Jun Ling's heart trembled. It seemed that it was not good to insist blindly, so Jun Ling fooled Mu Shaocheng's suspicious glances a few times.

While waiting for Mu Shaocheng and Xu Fan to talk about Zhuo Tianhao's condition, Jun Ling couldn't help but secretly check the pregnancy information after thinking about it, and then went to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test stick according to the instructions.

When they got home, Jun Ling took advantage of Mu Shaocheng's time to go to the kitchen and walked into the bathroom. It was half an hour before Mu Shaocheng saw Jun Ling again.

Jun Ling sat on the sofa with a serious expression on his face. From time to time, he glanced at Mu Shaocheng who was busy, and occasionally turned his gaze to the TV, but then moved away again within a few seconds.

"Jun Ling, what's the matter with you?" Mu Shaocheng simply put down the work in his hands, walked up to Jun Ling, knelt down and asked seriously.

Jun Ling stared at him blankly, caressing his face with his small hands, his eyes could not hide the complexity, his jade fingers covered his eyes, feeling that his eyes were no longer looking at him burningly, Jun Ling Then he sighed, "Mu Shaocheng, I think this incident has something to do with Bai Shiyu."

"Why?" Mu Shaocheng was about to stand up when he heard this, and reached for Jun Ling's hand, but she held it down.

She leaned forward slightly and leaned on his shoulder, "I don't think that person is quite right. His purpose was very clear from the beginning, and when he shot later, he was completely aimed at me. If it wasn't for Zhuo Tianhao, Maybe I really don't know what it's like."

"What else? Jun Ling."

Even if he didn't look at her, Mu Shaocheng knew that there must be something wrong with Jun Ling that he didn't say.

Jun Ling smiled when he heard the words, but he was a little weak. He was silent for a while before continuing: "Also, I deliberately asked him if Mr. Wang asked him to arrest me. It was still dark at that time, and the light in the woods Fortunately, I can clearly see the smug look on his face, can you understand? What does his smug mean? "

Mu Shaocheng: "...Then why is it Bai Shiyu?"

"If... I said that I answered her call before my car exploded, would you believe me?"

"What?" Mu Shaocheng was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes. There was no longer darkness in front of him, but Jun Ling's doubts and pain.

Jun Ling lowered his head and sighed, "I know you might not believe it..."

She frowned tiredly and leaned on the sofa, closing her eyes silently, not wanting to explore whether the expression in Mu Shaocheng's eyes was shock or disbelief.

"It's not that I don't believe you, Jun Ling, you...I just want to know why she did this."

"Because you liked me." The simplest original intention, love turned into hate, the simplest purpose, she wanted to replace it.

Mu Shaocheng was startled, and couldn't help but grasp her arms tightly, "I'm sorry, I said I would definitely protect you, but this time..."

Jun Ling shook his head, just looked at him with a complicated expression, "Do you still think it's the right choice for me to hide at home now?"

"..."

"I want to go upstairs to rest for a while. Call me when dinner is ready." Jun Ling pushed his hand away and walked upstairs. Mu Shaocheng looked at her with a frown, and called Jun Ling a few times before stopping. They turned their heads slowly and looked at him, "That's all I know about this matter, you can judge for yourself."

Jun Ling went upstairs and walked into the bathroom, threw all the five pregnancy test sticks on the sink into the trash can, then turned around and lay down on the bed, and sat down in front of the piano with a helpless expression.

In the past, whenever she was in a bad mood, she would find many ways to vent, but now it is different from before, she can no longer do whatever she wants like this. From today on, she has to learn to protect herself.

The full and soft fingertips fell on the piano, and Jun Ling squinted his eyes. After a series of noises, a melodious melody floated in the room.

After Jun Ling went upstairs, Mu Shaocheng didn't come back to his senses for a long time. When the residual temperature of his fingertips faded away, he stood up slowly, his eyes flashed coldly, and Xu Fan's phone number flickered, and Xu Fan dialed out, " Look up the last call Jun Ling received last night, it would be best to get a recording of the call."

In fact, these words are simply a fantasy. Junling's car and mobile phone exploded on the cliff together. Fortunately, no one was racing there yesterday, otherwise it is unknown whether there will be casualties, and the communication company is generally impossible. Keep recordings of customer calls for no reason.

(End of this chapter)