Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

He grinned dryly: "Brother's dress is so beautiful. I don't know where it was made?"

Wu Ma shook her head and said, "I don't know about this. Should I ask him for you?"

"No, I'll ask him later." After he finished, he walked up the stairs.

He was going to the study. When he passed the door of the bedroom, he stopped under his feet, pushed the door of the bedroom sideways, closed the door after entering, came to the bed, and leaned over to find hair on the bed.

However, both the bed and the floor were cleaned so carefully that they couldn't even find a hair.

He muttered in his mouth: "Ma's mother is too serious."

Not found in the bedroom, he came outside the study, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A low, mellow voice came from the man: "Come in."

He pushed the door and walked in and saw that Ji Jinchuan was sitting behind his desk busy: "Brother."

Ji Jinchuan's eyes were fixed on the computer screen, his fingers tapped on the keyboard, and a faint hum was heard.

He bypassed the desk and stood on the side of Ji Jinchuan, glancing at the computer, the interface for logging in to the mailbox.

Ji Jinchuan said warmly: "What are you looking for?"

Ji Shaoheng just wanted to steal a piece of his hair. He didn’t think of a reason to find him. He froze for a moment, and then quickly responded: "Can I apply for a few days off?"

Ji Jinchuan speaks warmly: "I haven't been in the company for half a month, what vacation?"

"It's just because I just entered the company that I still don't adapt, so I have to ask for leave.

His eyes glanced at Ji Jinchuan's shoulders, but on his white shirt, not to mention hair, he didn't even have dandruff.

Ji Jinchuan didn't think about it at all: "No."

Ji Shaoheng said, "Yeah, brother, you have white hair! Don't move, I'll pull it out for you."

Before Jin Jinchuan responded, he felt a scalp pain.

"I pulled it out for you." Ji Shaoheng put his right hand in his trouser pocket, facing Ji Jinchuan's dark eyes, and looked away with guilty conscience, with a smile of evil spirit in the corner of his mouth, "You only know about busy work every day, so young There are white hairs. Be careful not to love you."

Ji Jinchuan's black eyes sank, and his eyes were cold.

Ji Shaoheng raised one hand, an expression that I knew was wrong: "When I didn't say, you continue to be busy, I went out and won't disturb you anymore."

He went out of the study and took out his right hand from his pocket with a hair between his index and middle fingers. He took out the veil from the outer pocket of his suit and wrapped his hair.

Downstairs, Shen Youran and Zino were still in the restaurant, he greeted him to leave.

Jinuo's mouth was still covered with rice, and the cheek bulging: "Second Uncle, don't forget to come and pick me up tomorrow."

"Okay." Ji Shaoheng left with a cry.

After he left, Shen Youran asked: "Why let Uncle pick you up?"

Zino replied: "He said he would take me to find Tongtong."

Shen Youran pursed her gorgeous red lips, her eyes darkened.

Because Ji Shaoheng's sentence "Be careful that your sister-in-law doesn't love you anymore", Shen Youran suffered at night.

She was asked by Ji Jinchuan again and again, and her passionate voice seemed to burn, and said in her ear: "Yuyou, I love you."

However, without getting a reply from Shen Youran, he speeded up punitively and hit her fiercely.

Ji Jinchuan bit her earlobe: "Youyou, say you love me."

Shen Youran felt that Ji Jinchuan wasn’t right tonight, and the broken whisper spilled out from between his teeth: "You... um... what happened... ah..."