Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

At this moment, seeing Ji Shaoheng disturbed the things here, her heart was filled with anger: "Hello, you are also a famous person, don't you even have the most basic qualities? How can you disturb other people's things without the consent of the owner? ?"

Ji Shaoheng has not been missed by anyone. He was very upset to hear her accusations.

Everything here is his, and the wine is his. Why can’t he drink?

He drank the wine in the glass in one breath, and looked at her with a wicked gesture: "I will drink it, how can you treat me?"

Fang Yaqing's angry face was green, he drank everything, how could she treat him?

"Where did you get the wine?"

Ji Shaoheng pointed to the wine cabinet in the corner: "There."

"How do you know there is wine?"

The cabinet is in an inconspicuous position, and from the appearance, it looks like an antique decoration, and the average person can't see anything at all.

After she came in, if she hadn't found it while cleaning, she wouldn't know it was a wine cabinet.

Ji Shaoheng fooled casually: "Blindly looking for it."

Fang Yaqing stepped forward to cover the cork, put the wine in the cabinet, and turned to look at Ji Shaoheng expressionlessly, with a warning in his eyes.

"Don't disturb anything moving here!"

Ji Shaoheng was only wrapped in a bath towel. His bronze skin was faintly streaming under the lamp. His chest muscles were strong and strong, and his hair was slightly moist.

He didn't care: "If you don't move, you won't move."

Fang Yaqing didn't look at him again, picked up the half glass he had just floated upstairs.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her figure disappearing at the stairs, licked her gums, and entered her room.

Fang Yaqing entered the room, Fang Sitong was not asleep yet, waiting for her, saw her push the door in and shouted "Mommy".

Fang Yaqing stepped forward and handed the glass to her mouth. Fang Sitong took a few sips with her hand.

After she finished drinking, Fang Yaqing went to bed and lay down, holding her daughter in her arms.

Fang Sitong nestled in her arms and asked softly, "Mommy, can I not return to this house in the future?"

Fang Yaqing also hopes that she will come back, but she can't compete with Ji Shaoheng, her eyes are covered with mist.

"You can ask Dad to bring you back like today."

Fang Sitong milky voice said: "Mommy, then you go to live with us at that house."

Fang Yaqing shook his head: "Mommy can't."

Fang Sitong puzzled and asked: "Why?"

Fang Yaqing didn't know how to explain it to her, but just said softly: "Can't just can't, no why."

Fang Sitong looked up at her: "But other people's parents are living together, and I want to be with you and my father."

Fang Yaqing looked down and saw her daughter looking at herself expectantly, feeling sad for a while.

She hugged the little princess in her arms: "Sleep."

...

After dinner, Ji Jinchuan went upstairs to the study, and at nine o'clock, Wu Ma took Ji Nuo back to bed.

Shen Youran watched TV in the living room for a while, gradually getting sleepy, she got up and walked up the stairs.

After walking a few steps, she turned to look at the servant: "Did someone send home some stickers some time ago?"

The servant was about to pack up the teacups she had drunk. After hearing her words, she thought about them carefully.

I remembered that I had received a letter before, but she forgot it, and it was still in the drawer of the TV cabinet. She was a little scared.

Shen Youran saw her head down and looked trembling, and asked again: "Are there any?"