Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"Things are over, don't worry about me. I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room and rest."

Shen Youran stepped back from his arms and got up to the stairs. The thin and thin back seemed to haunt a layer of desolation.

Until she completely disappeared at the staircase, Ji Jinchuan's fingers were inserted into the thick black hair, holding her head in decay, and did not move for a long time.

When the two servants saw him like this, they dared not step forward and asked, standing sideways with a strong spirit.

I don't know how long it has passed, the European-style clock on the wall made a whole noise.

Ji Jinchuan slowly raised his head and got up to the stairs. As soon as he stepped on the last step, Wu Ma came out of Jinuo's room.

Mom Wu approached him: "Young Master."

He asked, "Has Nono fallen asleep?"

Ma Wu replied: "I'm asleep."

"You also go to rest." After he finished, he walked to the bedroom, pushed open the door and went in.

The light in the room was on, and Shen Youran had fallen asleep, with his back facing the direction of the door, and thick black hair curled on the pillow.

He took a shower in the bathroom, came out and lay down on the bed, hugged her into his arms from behind, felt that she was not asleep, and kissed her hair.

Shen Youran turned over, facing him, nesting in his arms.

Ji Jinchuan's voice overflowing from his **** was soft and hoarse: "In a few days we will adopt a daughter. If there is not enough, we will adopt as many as you like."

Shen Youran closed her eyes, her dark eyelashes twitched slightly: "I'll talk about it later."

Ji Jinchuan kissed her forehead: "Okay, sleep."

Shen Yuran didn't fall asleep immediately after thinking about things in his heart. After a while, he gradually fell asleep.

...

Ji Shaoheng sent Fang Sitong back to where they live now. It was ten o'clock, and Lao Yuan saw Fang Yaqing waiting downstairs.

As soon as he stopped the car, Fang Yaqing quickly stepped forward, opened the back door, and pulled Fang Sitong out of the car.

Fang Sitong was about to fall asleep, shouting confusedly: "Mommy."

Fang Yaqing hugged her and walked into the villa. After two steps, she stopped sharply and walked angrily towards Ji Shaoheng.

Ji Shaoheng saw her fold back, pushed the door and got out of the car, watching her approaching to herself.

Fang Yaqing stopped outside his two steps: "You wait, I have something to tell you."

After talking, she quickly walked into the villa holding Fang Sitong, and after a while, the bedroom lights turned on.

Ji Shaoheng did not leave, he leaned on the body, lit a cigarette and smoked.

Less than two minutes later, Fang Yaqing came out of the villa and walked to him. His face was very ugly. Her sharp voice was almost roaring: "Ji Shaoheng, what do you want?"

Ji Shaoheng took a breath of smoke, smiled wickedly, and Dan Fengyan's eyes were spread: "Just take her to dinner, you don't have to be so nervous."

Today, after he took Fang Sitong away, Fang Yaqing was restless, and he didn't even eat dinner, waiting for him to send Fang Sitong back.

As time passed, her patience was polished a little bit, and her temper was naturally bad at the moment.

She stared at him fiercely: "Our mother and daughter are not rare, you are far away from my daughter!"

Ji Shaoheng threw half of the smoke on the ground, lifted his feet and smashed it, and hummed: "Although you are already dead to my elder brother, don't forget that Fang Sitong's body is bleeding from our Ji family's blood."