Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Jinchuan was pushed by him for two steps and then stood still: "Why can't I go?"

"Relax, I don't go in outside the door, so you don't have to worry." Ji Shaoheng sneered, and the eyes were gleaming, "If you don't worry about her, she will hide her in the future."

...

Shen Youran entered Ji Shaoheng's room, and Fang Sitong sat on the bed and cried.

She sat down by the bed: "Tongtong, don't cry."

Fang Sitong said with tears: "Aunt Shen, please take me to mom."

She squeezed Fang Sitong's hair upright: "Shall we go down for breakfast first?"

Fang Sitong nodded, his face flushed with tears bright and clean.

Shen Youran hugged her and sat down by the bed, putting her shoes on.

Without her clothes in the old house, Shen Youran didn't change her clothes.

She still wore yesterday's little skirt, but she didn't take it off when she went to bed last night. The skirt was crumpled and crumpled.

Shen Youran took her into the bathroom, wet the towel, and scrubbed her face and hands.

In Ji Shaoheng's room, there was no mirror or comb.

She led Fang Sitong out of the room, and Ji Shaoheng leaned on the corridor outside the door.

Seeing him, Fang Sitong shrank back to Shen Youran, and the resistance in his eyes was obvious.

Shen Youran glanced at him and said lightly: "I will take her to comb her hair, you go down first."

She took Fang Sitong to Ji Jinchuan's bedroom.

Entering the room, Shen Youran picked her up on the round stool on the dressing table, took apart her loose hair, and picked up the comb to comb her hair.

Fang Sitong's hair was a little soft, and although he was messed up after a night of sleep, he combed it smoothly.

Looking at the little man in the mirror, Shen Youran was in a trance. If the child was still there, she would be almost as big as she is now.

She can wear a beautiful little skirt for her every day, she can comb her beautiful hair, she can teach her to play the piano...

All beautiful fantasy is just her dream.

She has no chance.

Because she will not have any more children.

Ji Jinchuan took Jinuo to go downstairs. When he passed by, he saw the door open and glanced inside.

Seeing Shen Youran moving her hair slowly, Fang Sitong combed her hair, while her face was erratic.

Ji Jinchuan knocked on the open door twice: "You."

Shen Youran unconsciously turned to look at the door, a bit desolate between her eyebrows, she looked at him blankly.

Zino rubbed his bewildered eyes: "Mother is early, and Tongtong is early."

Shen Youran's thoughts gradually came back together, her confused eyes became clear, and she smiled lightly.

Hearing Zino's voice, Fang Sitong turned his head and twisted her hair around the comb, which hurt her, and she gently oops.

Shen Youran quickly apologized: "Tongtong, I'm sorry, my aunt is not intentional."

Fang Sitong shook his head and said in a sensible way: "It's not Auntie's fault, it's me who moved."

Ji Jinchuan and Jinuo entered the room, waiting for Shen Youran to comb Fang Sitong's hair.

...

Ji Shaoheng walked down the stairs, and the housekeeper just came in from the outside: "Second young master, Miss Fang is still outside, she is arguing to see you."

Ji Shaoheng looked at the clock on the wall and came early: "When did she come?"

The butler leaned back slightly: "It should be that he didn't go back last night."

Ji Shaoheng walked to the restaurant: "No one is going to put her in."

Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling were already eating breakfast, and Ji Shaoheng shouted "Parent and Mom" ​​and sat down.