Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Gu Jinchen depressed the bitterness in his heart, and he also laughed: "Yes."

Shen Youran kept the smile on her face: "Goodbye."

She rubbed shoulders with him, and with the sweet fragrance of her body in the wind, into his nose, he held the finger of the flower tightly, and then tightly.

He turned suddenly: "Yuyo."

Shen Youran looked back at him, her thick curly hair fluttered wildly by the wind.

He looked at the woman who was sculpted by the years, more and more beautiful, and more mature, and said hardly: "I will still be your brother Jin Chen, right?"

Shen Youran kept smiling, and winked at him playfully: "Of course, you will always be my brother Jin Chen."

Gu Jinchen's fisted hands slowly loosened, which was fine, at least her brother, not a stranger, fine.

"As an older brother, I wish you happiness, and always happiness, and a happy life."

At the end of the day, his voice was lowered, and there seemed to be a choked voice, but it was blown away by the cold wind momentarily, and became an illusion.

Shen Youran smiled and said, "Okay."

...

After leaving the cemetery, Shen Youran went to Shen Mansion, but because she did not bring the key, she stood at the carved gate for a moment.

She remembered the embarrassment and restraint when she first returned to Shenzhai, the seriousness of Old Man Shen, the lukewarmness of Shen Yaoting, the gentle face of Tang Huiru, and the sincerity of Shen Shuna's smile to her.

The prosperous Shen family was now locked by an iron lock, which has locked up countless pasts and no longer exists.

After recollecting the bit by bit, she turned and left.

Back at home, Lin Moan was cooking lunch. Lin Xia was in a wheelchair in the living room, wearing new clothes Lin Moan bought for her.

Lin Moan came out of the kitchen and pointed to a bag on the sofa: "Your sister just brought that."

She froze for a moment, and walked over to open it. Inside was a scarf woven in her hand, with fine and delicate stitches, and the color she liked was off-white.

There was also a photo album in the bag. She took it out and sat on the sofa, put it on her lap, and opened it with a photo of them and Tang Huiru.

Probably considering her feelings, there are no photos of Grandpa Shen and Shen Yaoting, but when you turn to the last page, it is a family portrait.

It was a family photo taken when she was sixteen years old. Shen Shuna was lying on her shoulders. The two wore new skirts of the same style, smiling brightly.

Lin Moan brought the meal to the table and looked at her on the sofa: "It's time to eat."

Shen Youran's pale fingertips crossed the photo, and her eyes were dry and slightly painful. After Lin Moan repeated it again, she slowly closed the album.

After lunch, Shen Youran washed the tableware and chopsticks. Lin Moan returned to the room and changed clothes, then the two went to the supermarket.

Because that night was New Year's Eve, there were so many people in the supermarket, shoulder to shoulder, very crowded.

The two bought fruits and vegetables. After coming out of the supermarket, Lin Moan asked: "You don't need to stay at home with me at night. Go with them. This is the first New Year you and Nono have ever had."

The supermarket is not far away from the community, so the two did not drive, and one carried a bag in his hand.

Shen Youran smiled and said: "Ji's family has rules. They want to go back to their old house. My woman, who is already married, is not welcome."

Lin Mo'an, who is rich and rich, has seen more of the rich and the poor, he said: "Then abduct their grandson, they will beg you to go back."