Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

The doctor came and called Ji Jinchuan out of the ward, told him the success rate of the operation again, and then gave him the consent of the operation. He signed it after reading it.

A few minutes before ten o'clock, the nurse wore sterile clothes for Jinuo and Fang Sitong, pushed them to the operating room, and Shen Youran waited for someone to follow.

Shen Youran held Zino's little hand: "Don't be afraid, after the operation, you can go home in a few days."

I don’t know if it’s nervous or scared. Zino’s hand shook: "Can I see you when I come out?"

Shen Youran's voice choked slightly: "Yes, I'm outside."

After Zino and Fang Sitong were pushed into the operating room, everyone waited outside, standing and sitting, staring closely at the door of the operating room.

After a while, the red light above the door turned on, indicating that the operation had begun.

The waiting process was the longest. Ji Jinchuan took out the smoke from his pocket and saw the no smoking sign posted on the wall, then took the smoke to the safe passage.

When he pulled the second one, he heard the sound of high heels approaching, he glanced at him, Shen Youran.

Shen Youran approached him, leaning against the corner wall, and Wen Shen's voice had no emotion: "Can you give me one?"

"What kind of smoke does a woman smoke." As he talked, white smoke overflowed from his thin lips and his nose, filling his handsome silhouette.

Under Lin Moan's supervision, she almost quit smoking, but now she feels a little irritable, so she also wants to smoke one.

"Suning is not suitable to be Nono's mother."

Ji Jinchuan stared at her, her knuckle-shaped hand, and flicked the ashes on the cigarette butt: "Then what?"

Shen Youran's fingertips curled up slightly: "If you really want to marry her, give me Nono and let him live with me, you can come to see him whenever you want."

Ji Jinchuan's eyes were deep and dark, and his face was still a faint expression. He took a breath of cigarette and the cigarette **** lit up again.

"Don't say I disagree, the whole Ji family will not agree."

Shen Yuran's clenched fingers were white and stared at him: "I can sue for divorce and fight for Nono's custody."

After hearing this, Ji Jinchuan smiled lowly, his eyes drooping, concealing the gloom of his eyes: "So you also know that we are not divorced."

Shen Youran's chest suffocated, and his fingertips trembled.

Ji Jinchuan looked up at her, staring at her beautiful face. The black eyes seemed to be thick and deep like a ball of ink, but the voice was very gentle.

"Nono and I have been waiting for you to come back."

Shen Youran looked at him blankly.

"When you come back, I don't have to marry Suning, and you don't have to worry about Nuo being abused." The smoke between his fingers was covered with ashes, and the cigarette butts were free of sparks.

In the bathroom.

Shen Youran propped up on the sink, eyes staring at him without blinking, as if he could see his soul through the mirror.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and her fingers were holding the edge of the sink, tightening a little harder, her finger bones were bluish white, and the blue blood vessels also bulged, showing her anger.

How could he easily say that Nono and I have been waiting for you to come back.

Everything in those days, like yesterday, clearly appeared in her mind.

Many nights later, she would dream of Ji Jinchuan and Fang Yaqing showing their evil faces, telling her: "Your presence broke up us, so you deserve to be where you are today."