Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Hearing the crying upstairs, Ji Jinchuan and Ji Shaoheng looked up and saw that Fang Sitong was standing in the corridor, crying with his eyes rubbing sadly.

If Fang Sitong came out of the room, they all forgot her existence.

Ji Jinchuan looked at Wu Ma: "Go and bring her down."

Mother Wu went upstairs in response, and after a while, took Fang Sitong down from the upper floor.

After seeing two acquaintances, Ji Jinchuan and Ji Shaoheng, Fang Sitong stopped crying: "Uncle Ji."

Ji Jinchuan and Ji Shaoheng didn't answer, because they didn't know who was calling.

Ji Jinchuan waved at him, Fang Sitong came to him, Ji Jinchuan asked, "Have you seen Nono?"

Fang Sitong nodded, tearful eyes covered with tears: "Brother Nono and I were locked up by the bad guys."

Ji Jinchuan asked faintly: "When the fire is on, why are you alone in the house? Brother Nono?"

Fang Sitong shook her head. She opened her eyes and saw the fire in the room, but did not see Brother Nono.

Ji Jinchuan asked nothing more, and Ning Mei thought about other things.

Seeing her tearful expression, Ji Shaoheng pulled her by heart and pulled a tissue to wipe the tears on her face: "Be good, don't cry, crying is not cute anymore."

Fang Sitong's face was a little dirty, and the ponytail on the left was loose and loose, and his pink mouth said: "Uncle Ji, I am hungry."

Ji Shaoheng looked at Wu Ma: "Take her to wash first, and then give her something to eat."

Mother Wu responded and went into the kitchen to order a maid who was preparing to make lunch. After she came out, she took Fang Sitong to the bathroom.

Ji Jinchuan smoked a cigarette to light it, and smoked it slowly, and there was no expression on the handsome face that seemed to be carefully carved.

When he took the cigarette case, Ji Shaoheng originally wanted to stop it, but thinking that he was so irritable because of Nono's things these days, he didn't stop it. It shouldn't matter that one occasionally happened.

Ji Jinchuan spit out the smoke ring, and the blue and white smoke swirled around his brows and brows. He said lightly: "Call Fang Yaqing and let her take her daughter away."

Ji Shaoheng saw him looking in his direction and glanced back. No one was behind him. He pointed at himself, his tone seemed suspicious and uncertain: "I?"

Ji Jinchuan glanced at him lightly: "Is there a third person here?"

"Why me?" Ji Shaoheng pointed at his hand and didn't take it. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly sneered. "Maybe she wants you to call her more."

Ji Jinchuan leaned over and shoved the ashes on the cigarette butts into the ashtray: "If you don't hit, you will send Fang Sitong back."

Ji Shaoheng struggled last: "I don't have her phone."

Ji Jinchuan took out his mobile phone, unlocked and handed it over.

Ji Shaoheng reluctantly took it, turned to Fang Yaqing's phone, and directly used Ji Jinchuan's mobile phone to get out.

It didn't even take ten seconds, and was quickly connected. The person at that end seemed to be waiting for a call.

Fang Yaqing's eager voice came: "Jinchuan, how is it going? Is there any news from Tongtong?"

Ji Shaoheng's lips twitched the playful arc and sneered: "Sorry, let you down, I'm not the elder brother."

Fang Yaqing heard his voice and was silent for a moment: "Is there anything?"

Ji Shaoheng's tone has no emotion: "Come to Nanwan to pick up your daughter."

After talking, he cut off the phone and returned the phone to Ji Jinchuan.