Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Shen Youran glanced, and looked away indifferently.

The two have been separated for so long, what is he doing with the ring?

Is it telling everyone how infatuated he is?

She sneered a bit in her heart: "Sorry, President Ji, I am working time now, and I have nothing personal to talk to you about."

Having finished speaking, she stepped out of the meeting room on high heels and walked to the office.

Others heard important information from their conversations.

The two met before.

And looking at Director Lin's indifferent look, the relationship between the two seems a bit complicated.

Shen Youran pushed open the door of the office. Lin Moan was waiting for her. Seeing her face was not very good, she asked, "Not smooth?"

Shen Youran walked over and dropped the folder in her hand: "Zhongsheng Group is coming from Ji Jinchuan."

Lin Moan has heard: "He should have come to you."

Shen Youran sneered: "Now I am not as good as before."

Lin Moan got up and approached her, took her to the desk, and pressed her to sit on the chair stool, put the water cup into her hand: "Drink saliva first, we can discuss the rest of the matter for a long time."

Assistant Tang sent Ji Jinchuan out of the company.

After sitting in the car, Xiao Cheng glanced at the man in the back seat. His complexion had not been very good.

Ji Jinchuan looked at the towering tower from the lowered car window, and his fingers habitually touched the ring between his fingers.

He has missed people for many years, but he is far away from him at his reach.

...

Shen Youran took Assistant Tang out on the market and was inexplicably taken to the police station.

She looked coldly at the police officer in front of her: "What did I do?"

The police officer said idly while holding the glass: "Someone reported that you were Mrs. Ji, and you had committed bigamy."

Shen Youran sneered: "Let's go check it out to see how many marriage history Lin Xia has!"

"The person who reported that you are not really Lin Xia, your name is Shen Youran."

The police officer put down the drinking glass and took out an old newspaper from the drawer. It was a photo captured by the reporter when she and Ji Jinchuan divorced a few years ago.

He pointed to the woman above: "This is Mrs. Ji Shenyou, you look exactly like her."

At that time, there was a sensation, no one did not know Shen Youran.

Shen Youran smiled faintly, but there was no trace of temperature in that shallow smile: "Just draw a conclusion based on a photo, are the policemen useless now?"

The police officer scorned his face and yelled, "What should I say?"

Shen Youran got up slowly, her hands on the table between the two, leaned over and looked at him sternly, picked up the glass on the right hand, and fell down from the policeman's head.

"Don't yell at me, I'm not scared!"

The police officer's head was covered by her, her hair was wet, and even a lot of clothes on his body were wet. He wiped off the water stains on his face, and said with anger: "You—"

Shen Youran embraced his arm and gave him a cool glance: "I'm just helping you to reduce the fire, don't thank me too much."

The police officer was furious and scolded swear words: "Smells!"

A man came into the door of the interrogation room, and the young police officer rushed at him: "Team Wang, this woman defies the law and does not cooperate with the investigation!"

Shen Youran looked back, looked at the man in the police uniform, and said with a lip: "This policeman looks good, because it should be a reasonable person, you come to the trial."