Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

When Shen Youran looked over, Ji Jinchuan's heart jumped abruptly, and he didn't look away subconsciously, fearing she would find herself.

After a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the window could not be seen from the outside.

His self-deprecating hook lips, did not expect him to have such a day, it was his wife and children, but he had no reason to even appear in front of them, and could only watch it secretly.

He kept staring at the door, hoping that she could come out of it and let him look more.

However, those who came in and out did not have that slender figure.

A black Cayenne appeared in his sight and drove into the Hanyuan Yayuan.

Xiao Cheng said uncertainly: "Ji President, that seems to be Mr. Lin's car."

Ji Jinchuan narrowed his black eyes, his deep eyes were cold, his jaw stretched into a straight line.

After she went to prison, she refused to visit anyone, but for the three years, he went to see her every Wednesday, even if she did not want to see him, he never interrupted.

He just wanted to tell her that he had been here, he was still there, and he would have been waiting for her.

In the two years when she disappeared, he was suffering every day because he didn't know if she would come back.

Even though he was willing to spend the rest of his life waiting for her, but he was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and in the end his heart would die.

So during those two years, he worked day and night every day, using fatigue to relieve his fear and emptiness.

He was too busy, and then Nono gradually liked to stick to Ji Shaoheng.

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Back home, Zino watched TV in the living room. Shen Youran was busy entering the kitchen. Before the meal was ready, Lin Moan returned.

Lin Moan opened the door and saw the little radish on the sofa froze for a moment. Zino also looked at him sideways, the two eyes widened.

"I'm a guest that I really invited." Zino said first.

Lin Moan changed shoes and walked over while loosening his tie: "Isn't it her illegitimate child today?"

Zino pouted: "You will let me call you dad."

Lin Moan sat down on the sofa, leaned his head back against his spine, and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly: "I don't have your son like you."

Zino snorted softly, and didn't look too proud.

After a few minutes, Shen Youran came out of the kitchen and put the food on the table: "It's time to eat."

Zino ran happily to wash his hands, and Lin Moan walked slowly to the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, he saw Zino standing on foot with enough taps, and he stepped forward: "I will wash you."

Ji Nuojin refused: "Our teacher said, do your own thing."

After hearing this, Lin Moan raised his eyebrows, leaned back and leaned on the door frame, his eyes were full of interest.

In the end, the man's small arm is short, and Zino can only just touch the faucet on the heel, and it is only a short cut to unscrew.

After trying several times, he was finally discouraged. He looked back at Lin Moan, and his face was slightly embarrassed. "Can't you help me?"

Lin Moan stood still: "Did the teacher teach you to use polite words?"

Jinuo lowered his head angrily, thought for a moment, and raised his head, with a cute smile on his small face: "Uncle, please help me, but still waiting for us."

Lin Moan's eyebrows moved slightly, stepped forward to unscrew the faucet, and washed his hands.

Back in the living room, Shen Youran had unbuttoned her apron and was sitting at the table waiting for them.

Jinuo ran over, climbed up to sit next to Shen Youran, and looked at the plate full of braised pork, his eyes sparkling.