Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 280 Ling's Bankruptcy (5)
It's not like Ye Zhenshan couldn't hear the sarcasm and sarcasm in her words, but the overall situation was the most important thing, he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and forced himself to calm down.

He straightened his sleeves, sat back on the sofa again, his expression had almost recovered, but his voice was still cold, "What is the matter you came to see me today?"

Hearing Ye Zhenshan's way of questioning and his tone, Mingzhu knew that the time was ripe, and when she put down her teacup, a gloomy look flashed in her eyes.

She said coldly: "It's very simple, I want you to really let Ling Mo completely lose everything."

"Why?" Even Ye Zhenshan, who was scheming and cunning like a fox, was very surprised after hearing this sentence.

"He's so radiant, maybe only when he's really nothing, nothing, will he really be mine." Mingzhu sighed sadly.

After learning that You Jun jumped off the cliff with Ruan Chuanhan in her arms, she wanted to understand a truth. In this world, it is far from enough to remove Ye Chen. A man as dazzling as Ling Mo will always have a steady stream of women. Actively lean towards him.

To cut off that possibility from the root is to take away all the light from that man.

Ye Zhenshan didn't answer her immediately, but looked at her Kun Bao.

Mingzhu immediately understood, opened the bag, put the recording pen on the coffee table, and pushed Ye Zhenshan over there.

On the coffee table as smooth as a mirror, with just a little external force, the recorder, which was also smooth all over, had already rolled to Ye Zhenshan's hand.

He picked it up, narrowing his treacherous eyes slightly, "Miss Ming, you trust people so easily, aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?"

Mingzhu looked at his expression and laughed, "Mr Ye, if I remember correctly, although Ling Qianjin has been released on bail, the murder case is still pending. It's getting worse, and I don't believe that Minister Ye really dares to stand up to the wind and protect his daughter in a fair manner!"

Someone hit his mind, and Ye Zhenshan's back, which had been straight all the time, froze suddenly.

Mingzhu was very satisfied to see his expression, she stood up from the sofa, raised her wrist to look at it, and then said: "Mr. Ye, I'm leaving first, this is my phone number, if you need my help, You can call me anytime."

Looking at the post-it note with the phone number written in front of him, Ye Zhenshan squinted his eyes and thought for a long time before reaching out to pick it up.

It's a pity that the scene just now that I thought only two people knew about it fell into the eyes of another person. It was Ye Jiayi who didn't go shopping with Gu Bihua because of her lazy bed.

When Mingzhu exited the villa, she also tiptoed and gently retreated into her room.

What I heard just now made Ye Jiayi very surprised. It turned out that Ye Chen had no blood relationship with her; it turned out that the one who framed her for murder was Mingzhu, that dead woman; it turned out that Mingzhu wanted to get Ling Mo through that method. .

Ye Jiayi sneered in her heart, Mingzhu, Mingzhu, this is the territory of the Chinese after all, you are a banana, and you don't feel tired by jumping around here.

So, she packed up casually, and went straight to City A.

Just like men love beautiful women, there are few women who don't love beautiful men.

Ling Mo... She, Ye Jiayi, is going to make up her mind.

With Song Yi in the car, it was no longer so lonely and cold. They were both doctors, but the difference was so big, especially in that mouth.

Along the way, Song Yi's mouth, except for the occasional pause when eating apples, was basically talking at other times.

The scope of what he said is extremely wide, and it also involves many fields. For a while, Journey to the West, and a dream of Red Mansions.

Ye Chen raised his forehead, how can a man talk so much, and those words are basically not funny jokes.

In the end, when the man sitting in the passenger seat was racking his brains to make another joke about Sister Feng, Ye Chen had to interrupt him, "Mr. Song, is your leg okay?"

There was something in Ye Chen's words, but Zhou Wei couldn't hear it, but Song Yi could clearly hear it.

He curled his lips and sighed inwardly, "Sister-in-law, I tried my best to tell you jokes about the past and the present. It's not because Boss Ling ordered you to maintain a good health because you are pregnant. Feeling.

Looking sideways at Ye Chen, "Sister-in-law, thank you for your concern, it's still hurting."

"You..." Ye Chen was a little angry. She thought Song Yi would go down the stairs she gave her, but she didn't expect...

After a pause, she opened her mouth again, but she said to Zhou Weike, "Weike, since Mr. Song's leg is still hurting, let's take him to the hospital first."

Zhou Wei didn't doubt that he was there, so he nodded his head and said "yes".

Song Yi was dumbfounded. For the next time, he didn't have anything to say, and the whole journey was quiet.

In the rare peace, Ye Chen could finally think about his own affairs.

After getting off the highway, Zhou Weike really drove the car into a nearby hospital.

Song Yi glanced out of the car window, and was about to say that he wasn't here to look, when Zhou Weike on the other side had already opened the door and got off the car, ran to his side, and opened the car door for him.

Song Yi smacked his lips and thought to himself, Zhou Weike is really a warm-hearted person this time, no wonder he is so young and has such a high reputation in the medical field; it's even more no wonder Boss Ling is worried that he will appear within three steps of his sister-in-law Inside.

"Dean Song, I'll help you." Zhou Weike smiled at him.

Song Yi felt that he was really a duck being chased to the rack, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to follow his external force and get out of the car.

When he was walking towards the outpatient department of the hospital, he turned to look at the woman in the back seat, just in time, she was also looking at him, so his eyes met, and thousands of words were turned into a sigh.

The sigh reached Zhou Weike's ears, but it had a different meaning. He asked nervously, "Dean Song, does it hurt?"

Song Yi focused his eyes and looked up at the big characters on the top of the hospital, "The Seventh People's Hospital of City A."

(End of this chapter)