The CEO's favorite: don't run away from your sweet wife

"If it is found out that Grandpa and Jing Shiqing are really plotting behind the scenes, no matter what you want to do, I won't stop you."

Jing Mochen's serious words fell into Yang Yuxi's ears, and she couldn't help raising her head to look at him sharply.

The man's face was full of seriousness, and he didn't seem to be perfunctory at all.

If it was really his grandfather and Jing Shiqing's hands, what face would he have to stop her.

Her mother was killed by the kidnappers, but he couldn't help at all.

Yang Yuxi lowered her head, tears welled up again.

She wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and gently put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Mom's funeral needs to be dealt with, so don't be too sad, cheer up and send mom off for the last time."

Seeing her sad and depressed look, Jing Mochen couldn't help feeling distressed.

Yang Yuxi didn't speak, and ran upstairs to change into a plain skirt, and began to prepare for her mother's funeral.

Rong Yuyan's parents died young, and she has no siblings, only a few friends.

So the funeral was very simple.

On the day of the burial, there was light rain. When the burial was going on, she couldn't control it completely, and knelt down in front of the tombstone.

The heart-wrenching cry seemed to make the whole world feel her despair.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, soaking her hair and clothes.

Jing Mochen silently stood beside her holding an umbrella, and didn't help her up until she was tired from crying.

"Go back, don't let the rain catch you cold."

Yang Yuxi knelt down until his legs were numb, he stood up with difficulty, his eyes were so red that he followed him back.

After going back, she started to have a fever, which reached forty degrees, and she started talking nonsense.

Jing Mochen was frightened by her, so he called the doctor overnight to give her a fever-reducing injection, and it took most of the night for the fever to subside.

When she woke up the next day, Yang Yuxi's body was still limp, and she was also very silent, as if she had lost the whole world.

Jing Mochen was worried about her current mental state, so he didn't dare to go to the company, and stayed with her at home all the time, for fear that she would do something stupid if she didn't think about it.

Unexpectedly, after eleven o'clock at noon, he finished his work and came back from the study, and saw her packing her clothes.

His heart tightened, he walked over in three steps at a time, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Yang Yuxi didn't even look at him, and said in a flat tone, "Pack up your things and go back to filming later."

"But your body is so weak, can you bear it if you go back to filming now? You don't have to worry about the crew, and the director doesn't dare to embarrass you."

"You can rest one more day before going there."

Jing Mochen was really worried, even though his wife didn't look abnormal, he was still worried that she was forcing a smile.

Yang Yuxi suddenly stopped what he was doing, and stared straight into Jing Mochen's eyes.

"What am I so worried about? Are you afraid that I will commit suicide and make you bear a life? Don't worry, I'm not so stupid."

She hasn't taken revenge yet, so she will definitely not commit suicide.

After packing up her clothes, she didn't even eat lunch at home, and left the house with her suitcase.

A few hours later, she came to the city where she was filming and sold a vacation with the director.

Everyone in the crew knew the news that her mother was gone, and most of the staff expressed comfort to her.

Even Li Haoxuan, who had always looked down on her and had a bad relationship with her, didn't show disgust as before when he was filming.

Yang Yuxi also suppressed all the sad emotions of losing her mother in the deepest part of her heart, and devoted herself to the shooting with the most serious and dedicated attitude.

At the end of the filming, Liu Zishan stood in front of her again and said without any sincerity.

"I've also heard about your mother's affairs, so my condolences will change."

"Thank you."

Liu Zishan watched with regret that she was not defeated at all. It was a pity that a malice rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Yang Yuxi, I told you a long time ago that you are not suitable for Mo Chen. His family background is not suitable for you. If you insist on being with him, you will not be happy."

"Look, it's come true now, right? I guess someone must have known that you are Mo Chen's woman and had money in their hands, so they kidnapped your mother."

"That's why, if you don't have that blessing, don't join in. Your mother was killed by you."

These words touched Yang Yuxi's sore spot, and she shouted sharply, "Enough, don't talk anymore. It's not your turn to talk about my affairs."

"Don't you just want to be with Jing Mochen? If you want to marry him, you can find a way for him to accept you."

"What's the use of you coming to me to say these plausible words."

"Let me tell you the truth, it's not that I don't want to break up with Jing Mochen, it's that he refuses to let me go. If you can let him let me go, I'd like to thank you."

"Stop saying such things in the future to disgust me."

Yang Yuxi didn't care how ugly Liu Zishan's face became, and said bluntly, "Please leave my room, I don't want to have any contact with you except when filming."

Liu Zishan was pushed out by her, and when she returned to her own room, her face was livid with anger.

"Bitch, you dare to preach to me. Who does she think she is, and I'm so mad."

Li Yushuang couldn't help but shook her head as she watched her artist look about to explode.

"Zishan, don't be angry. What are you going to do to provoke her? The more you toss in the middle like this, the more motivated Jing Mochen and Yang Yuxi will be. Why bother?"

"In my opinion, you might as well stand on the sidelines and wait for a year or so until Jing Mochen gets tired of her and hates her. How about kicking her away."

Liu Zishan was so angry that she almost gritted her silver teeth, and said in a hateful voice, "But I just can't swallow this, why Mo Chen likes her."

Li Yushuang couldn't help shaking her head, and persuaded her earnestly.

"Zishan, let me tell you why you are so obsessed. With your current status and income in the entertainment industry, what kind of man do you want?"

"Why do you insist on loving Jing Mochen so much, it's clear that the woman he loves is not you. You're not making fun of yourself."

"Listen to me, don't love Jing Mochen anymore. As long as you are obedient and obedient, and have no other thoughts, he will still praise you as much as before."

"These feelings, love, can't be eaten. Only money is the most real."

Liu Zishan's eyes were full of pain and persistence, "But I just have no feelings for other men, I love Mo Chen with all my heart and eyes."

"When I think of him having sex with other women, making love, kissing, my heart hurts so much that I want to die, you know that."

She also tried to love other men in the past, but she didn't even feel any heartbeat at all.

She can sleep with other men to get roles, but she can't fall in love with someone casually.