The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Shen Jingjue's dark pupils were shaking uncontrollably.

Then, the pain deep in his brain suddenly intensified, as if something was rushing around in his head, trying to knock his skull open!

Qiaoer...

In the deepest part of his mind, he heard himself calling out this name.

"Jingjue? Jingjue? Are you okay? You look bad." Shen Jingzhe asked with concern.

He ran his tongue across his teeth fiercely and closed his red eyes tightly:

"fine."

"The reason I told you this is because I'm afraid that you'd feel uncomfortable if I officially pursued Miss Tang in the future. Although you two have broken up now, you were truly in love with each other before."

Shen Jingzhe's eyes curved slightly, "I don't want you to think that this is stealing someone's love. I also hope that I won't be influenced by anyone and pursue the person I like openly and honestly."

Shen Jingjue had a headache so severe that his vision was blurry. He was afraid of being discovered by the other party, so he ended the conversation hastily:

"I've already broken up with her. Whatever Big Brother wants is none of my business."

He turned around and took two steps before he froze again. He couldn't help asking:

"Brother, when did you fall in love with her?"

Shen Jingzhe turned his back to him, squinted his eyes comfortably, and looked up at the sky, "I can't remember exactly when. Maybe it was the first time I envied you. I envied you for being able to have such a pure relationship.

Until just now, when I saw Miss Tang crying in front of me, I became more determined to pursue her.

I want to be good to her, and I can't bear to see her cry."

……

Coming down from the rooftop, Shen Jingjue walked towards the parking lot with stiff steps.

The cold wind that was inhaled into his lungs turned into sharp icicles that pierced his flesh and blood, causing unspeakable pain.

He had a splitting headache, was gasping for breath, and had difficulty walking.

His heart was clearly beating.

I reached out and touched it, but it felt hollow.

Suddenly, Shen Jingjue could no longer hold on, and his tall and handsome body suddenly fell forward.

"Second Master! Be careful!"

His eyes went dark and he suddenly fell into an embrace filled with fragrance.

"Second Young Master, how are you? Are you having a headache?" Mu Xueruo opened her arms and hugged the man's strong and narrow waist.

Shen Jing felt a buzzing in his ears, his breathing became heavy, and he raised his heavy eyelids.

But he could only see a hazy outline of the woman in front of him.

At this moment, Mu Xueruo was wearing a white coat and her black hair was neatly combed into a ponytail.

Coincidentally, it overlapped with the figure that Shen Jingjue had been searching for deep in his memory.

"noob……"

Before he could finish his words, he closed his eyes and passed out.

"Second Young Master? Second Young Master?" Mu Xueruo called him softly, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

……

late at night.

Shen Jingjue fainted in the hospital. After his condition stabilized, he was sent back to Guanchao Manor and is still sleeping in the room.

Since Aunt Wu came back, Mu Xueruo was able to free herself and return to Shen Jingzhe.

"I never thought that this medicine would cause such a serious headache."

Mu Xuerou knelt beside the coffee table, demonstrating her tea art with skill. She sneered, "To be honest, I grew up with Shen Jingjue, but I rarely see him in such a miserable and embarrassing moment. It really opened my eyes."

Shen Jingzhe's bony fingers picked up the teacup from which white smoke was rising, and his voice was calm and light:

"Ah Huan lost his memory in a plane crash. In order to suppress his emotions, I only gave him one black pill. But my brother dared to eat three pills in one go. I was really impressed by his courage.

If it weren’t for his strong physique, he would have survived. If an average person took this drug, they would most likely become a vegetable.”

Mu Xuerou was secretly shocked, "Will he have attacks often?"

"At present, the headaches only occur after mental stimulation, but gradually the headaches will become a normal state and can only be maintained by drugs, and even become extremely dependent."

Mu Xuerou: "Isn't this... just like taking drugs?"

Shen Jingzhe smiled in a mysterious way, "My brother is a natural love-sick person. I didn't expect that after taking three pills, he still hasn't let her go.

Today, I expressed my intention to pursue Tang Qiaoer in front of him. He looked calm, but now it seems that this matter has touched his sensitive nerves.

It seems that the medicine cannot be stopped. "

Seeing that he had been smiling since she entered the room, Mu Xuerou couldn't help but test him:

"Sir, I see you are in a good mood. Is there anything good?"

The man chuckled, "Maybe Tang Qiaoer has slowly tried to give up on my brother."

"Give up? Will it be so soon... Tang Qiaoer loved Shen Jingjue to death, will she..."

Shen Jingzhe interrupted her and suddenly asked quietly, "Xue Rou, can you love someone? Do you know what love is?"

"I..." Mu Xueruo choked.

She has been with Shen Jingjue for so many years, and although she has always had a strong purpose, the man is so handsome and outstanding, it would be a lie to say that she is not tempted.

It’s a pity that at that time, she still loved herself more.

Until he ended up in Country M, had no relatives and was bullied. He spent all his savings and became homeless on the streets. He was dragged into a smelly street corner by a few foreigners and was almost insulted in turns.

It was the gentleman who saved her, gave her a new identity, and gave her a chance to be reborn.

She was once Shen Jingjue's "salvation", and Mr. was her salvation.

She felt that she could love, but the person she loved was never Shen Jingjue, but Mr.!

So, she knelt at the man's feet, raised her rosy little face, looked up at him with adoration, and said infatuatedly:

"I know how to love, you taught me!"

"is it?"

Shen Jingzhe looked at her, wanting to laugh but not quite, "How can I teach you something that I don't even know how to do myself?

But it doesn’t matter, drugs have clinical trials, and so do relationships.”

His deep eyes were filled with dark currents, dissolving into the night, "Didn't my brother set an example for me? Let's verify it on Miss Tang."