Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"What I want..." He lowered his head gradually, thin lips falling on the skin under her earlobe, "It's you."

The scorching temperature seemed to scald her, causing her to shudder, her fingers resting on his chest tightened and grabbed his clothes.

Ji Jinchuan kissed her delicate skin and said vaguely in her mouth: "Yuyo, what I want most is you."

If it was Shen Youran's hallucination just now, then now she really understands clearly.

Her heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, and she tried to tighten it a little, feeling inexplicably sad and inexhaustible pain.

She pushed him abruptly and bounced out of his arms. Her back hit the edge of the coffee table. She gasped in pain and her face went white for a while.

Ji Jinchuan reached out to help her and was evaded by her like a plague. She grabbed the bag on the ground and rushed towards the porch.

Ji Jinchuan shouted: "Yuyou--"

Shen Youran didn't seem to hear anything. When she passed the floor hanger, she pulled off the coat in a panic and rushed out of the living room without looking back.

The floor hanger was shaken twice, and gradually stood still. The living room became quiet.

Ji Jinchuan looked at the direction of the living room door, his deep eyes darkened, his eyelashes drooped slowly, sitting there for a long time without moving.

...

The car drove out of the South Bay, Shen Youran kicked the throttle to the bottom with one foot, and the car rushed out like an arrow without a string.

In her mind is the gentle and lingering voice of Ji Jinchuan.

——Youyou, what I want most is you.

The window is not tightly closed, leaving a wide gap with one finger, and the cold wind blowing in the ear is pouring into the car, and the cold skin permeates into her bare skin, a little diffuse into the heart, her whole The heart is cold and there is no temperature.

"squeak--"

The silent night, disturbed by the rapid brake sound, the red Porsche stopped by the roadside, and she was spontaneously bounced back by the seat belt.

She raised her hand to caress her chest, and across the clothes, she clearly felt her heart rate beating more frequently.

Her fingers tightened a little, and the clothes on her chest were tightened. Isn't this position dead? Why does it still hurt?

...

Lin Mo rubbed his eyes and put down the medical book in his hand. After glancing at the watch, he took the phone on the coffee table and was about to call Shen Youran.

Outside, I heard the sound of the key unlocking, and then the door was pushed open, and Shen Youran walked in.

Lin Moan looked at her pale face and warmly said: "It's so ugly, what happened?"

She closed her dull eyes, smiled barely, and shook her head: "It's okay, the wind is too strong, and it's a bit uncomfortable to blow."

Lin Moan took her bag and put it on the sofa: "Then go back to the room and rest."

Shen Youran nodded and slowly entered the room. As the door closed, she leaned against the door panel and slid down a little to sit on the ground.

Lin Moan stood outside the door, frowning at the closed door. How could he be deceived by such a low-level lie, to see what she had just happened, what should have happened.

He always felt uneasy when he thought that someone had harmed her before, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Shen Youran wiped the wet and moist corners of her eyes. She got up from the ground, pressed the lamp on the wall, and then opened the door.

Lin Moan looked at her: "I asked Secretary Jia to check the matter that night and found nothing, no matter whether the person is against you or not, you need to be more careful in the future."