Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Xie Suling was anxious: "What else do you say? You said it!"

Yan Hao continued: "Also said that the second younger must have a hidden illness, otherwise his wife will not wear him a green hat..."

"Nonsense!" Ji Yangkun sullenly, "Is the company's people so busy?"

The servant was trembling with his roar.

Yan Haozhi Zhiwuwu said: "Actually... this can't blame them completely... If the young master does not have the second grandma..."

He didn't talk about it later, but Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling resembled Ding Jing in their hearts, and both were silent.

The sound of falling things in the room continued, and there was probably nothing to fall before quieting down.

The housekeeper took the people, and knocked on the door of Ji Shaoheng's room diligently.

There was a mess in the room. The man was sitting by the bed and the back of his right hand was bloodied. Whether the room was a beautiful table lamp or an expensive ceramic vase, everything was left.

At the direction of the housekeeper, the servant entered the room and swept the debris cleanly.

The butler looked worriedly at the violent man: "Second Master, your hand..."

Ji Shaoheng roared: "Get out!"

The servant quickly exited the room, but the butler was calm, he said: "I will not disturb the two young masters to rest." Then he closed the door.

After a while, the door was pushed open again, and Yan Hao walked in and saw Ji Shaoheng's hand bleeding: "Second, are you injured?"

Ji Shaoheng said, "This is more effective and more real."

Yan Hao said: "Master and wife should take this matter to heart."

Ji Shaoheng looked at his hand and said: "Recently, the family should not be too peaceful."

Yan Hao went downstairs to take the medicine and gauze and bandaged his wound.

...

After Shen Youran returned to South Bay, her temper was much colder than before, except for Zino, she ignored all the family members.

On the weekend, Zino took a nap and Shen Youran came out of the baby room, just to see Fang Yaqing on the third floor.

She had always been skeptical about the pavilion on the third floor. She thought about it a little and took her steps lightly.

She stood at the stairs and saw Fang Yaqing open the attic door, then walked in.

She frowned. Wu Ma said that the key to the attic was only in Ji Jinchuan, with some debris on the face. How could Fang Yaqing open it? What did she do?

She stood at the stairwell for a moment, then walked over and pushed open the false door.

Looking at everything inside, she was stunned. The so-called storage room for debris was actually the princess's boudoir, and her eyes were filled with pink, except for the white wedding dress covered in glass.

Fang Yaqing was looking for something, turned to see Shen Youran standing at the door, froze for a moment, and saw her face full of consternation, faintly said: "Have you not come in yet?"

Shen Youlan said stunnedly: "This is..."

Fang Yaqing stood next to the pink curtain and looked like Tao Xia: "The things here are the memories we both have together, this is the fairy tale world he shaped for me."

Shen Youran's cheeks gradually lost their blood, and Wu Ma was lying to her from beginning to end, and he was lying to her.

Fang Yaqing took two steps to the side, raised his hand on the glass, and looked at the star-studded wedding dress inside: "He designed it for me personally."

Shen Youran's face was as pale as frost, his body shivering, and his face was ruffled with deception.