Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Shen Youran came out of the elevator and had to walk in the direction of the ward. He took the step and listened to Xie Suling's voice.

——You must have a child with another woman to come to Noble.

She stopped at her feet and looked in the direction of the safe passage and saw Xie Suling and Ji Jinchuan talking.

After hearing the content of the conversation between the two, she tightened her fingers holding the insulated bucket a little, and a pain came from the tip of her heart.

Seeing Ji Jinchuan looking over, she wanted to leave, but it seemed like something heavy was tied to her ankle, and she couldn't take any steps.

She took a deep breath, pressed down the unknown pain in her heart, and walked towards the ward.

Ji Jinchuan looked at her back until she entered the ward before taking back her gaze, and then looked at Xie Suling, who was still chattering, and her cold lips froze: "If you feel too bored all day, then choose a place to go on vacation."

The sad cloud in Xie Suling's face was bleak: "Noble has become like this, how can I have the intention to go on vacation."

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Pushing open the door of the ward, Shen Youran walked in, and then took the door backhand and leaned against the door panel to take a breath.

Jinuo holding the water that Zhao Ma poured him, looked at her strangely: "Ran, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Youran calmed his emotions, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked over to put the insulated bucket in his hand on the table.

"I brought you your favorite beef bone mushroom shiitake and carrot soup."

Zino climbed up from the bed happily. Mom Ma quickly stepped forward to take the drinking glass. Zino looked at her and asked, "Is there any braised pork?"

Shen Youran opened the heat preservation barrel, and the steam simmered in the air, filled with the scent of fragrance.

"No."

Although Zino was a little disappointed, it did not affect his mood. However, the skill of making soup was better than that of the old house cook.

"Okay, no if not."

Mother Zhao took the tableware and Shen Youran put the soup into the bowl.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, Zino couldn't wait to stretch out his hands.

Shen Youran blew, and waited until the temperature was right before handing him: "Be careful."

Jinuo Xizi sipped up, the door of the ward was pushed open, Ji Jinchuan walked in, Jino excitedly showed off to him: "Dad, then I will make soup for me."

Ji Jinchuan looked at Shen Youran. Shen Youran sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, drooping her eyes slightly, her face was still a light and light expression, nothing unusual.

Jinuo Xianbao said, "Dad, do you want to try the skill?"

Before waiting for Ji Jinchuan to reply, Shen Youran said coldly: "No more."

How can there be only one bowl of soup in a large insulated barrel?

Jinuo guessed that Shen Youran was mad yesterday, and her dark eyes rolled round and round: "Sure enough, our teacher said that good things will be shared together, and my dad hasn't eaten lunch yet."

Shen Youran's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and it seemed that he could cry at any time as long as she refused, as if she refused, and there was a thin mist in the dark eyes.

Shen Youran couldn't bear to refuse him in the end: "Do it yourself."

Jinuo smiled with a happy face: "Grandma Zhao, give Dad a bowl."

After that, he squeezed his eyes towards Ji Jinchuan.

Ji Jinchuan silently praised his son in his heart, and the key moment was still reliable.

Mom Zhao "hey", took the bowl and spoon, gave Ji Jinchuan a bowl, and served it to him.

Ji Jinchuan sat on the sofa, took the bowl handed over by Zhao Ma, scooped up a spoon and drank into his mouth.