Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"You have a good rest." After that, Fang Yaqing was leaving.

Ji Shaoheng narrowed his eyes: "I'm drunk, isn't it when you should behave?"

Fang Yaqing looked at him indifferently: "I have taken you back and drank the soup, what do you want?"

Ji Shaoheng hooked his lips, revealing a very charming smile: "It's almost the same."

She frowned: "What?"

Ji Shaoheng grabbed her wrist and yanked her violently, and Fang Yaqing threw himself on him. He turned over and pressed her down.

"The next time you perform, remember to take off your clothes and lie on the bed obediently."

As he spoke one by one, his mouth sprinkled with alcoholic aroma.

Fang Yaqing's face turned red, and as soon as he uttered the word "you", he was sealed by Ji Shaoheng.

Ji Shaoheng's mood is not good, so the movement is very rude, tearing her clothes like a vent.

Fang Yaqing did not resist, like a doll without a soul, lying on the bed motionless, letting him do whatever he wanted.

In her appearance, Ji Shaoheng was very angry, stopped, and looked up at her, her darker lips dyed a little sarcasm.

"After so many years, you are still like a dead fish in bed."

Fang Yaqing's lip was bluish white, and she smiled abruptly: "But you still like my bed."

The corner of Ji Shaoheng's mouth was playful, and the drunkenness in his eyes was also very strong: "You seem to have forgotten, this time it was you who took the initiative to get into my bed."

Her back was stiff and her face was a bit whiter than before. The humiliating heart was like a sharp blade, cutting the flesh of her heart.

Ji Shaoheng pinched her jaw, and her deep pupil shivered: "And you also seem to have forgotten that what you should do best is to please me, not to resist me."

Fang Yaqing closed her heels, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and her hands were slowly raised to hug Ji Shaoheng's waist.

A trace of disgust flashed in Ji Shaoheng's eyes and got up and flicked her away: "Get out!"

Fang Yaqing wiped tears from the corner of his eyes and got up and ran out of the room.

...

After Ji Jinchuan left the old house and returned to South Bay, the servant greeted him as soon as he entered the living room: "Young Master."

Ji Jinchuan handed her coat, loosened his tie, and when she saw Shen Youran in the living room, she asked, "What about her?"

The maid hung up his clothes: "In your study."

Ji Jinchuan walked to the sofa and unbuttoned the cufflinks while walking.

The maid followed behind him: "Master, have you eaten?"

He said softly, "Not yet."

"Exactly, I will keep it for you." After that, the maid entered the kitchen and gave a command. After a while, the meal was put on the table.

After Ji Jinchuan washed his hands and came out, he saw Shen Youran coming down from the upstairs, and Wu Ma followed behind her.

He stepped forward with long legs and stretched his arms towards her. Shen Youran put his hand in his palm and led him down the last step.

Ji Jinchuan's voice gently asked: "Have you ever had dinner?"

She nodded: "Eat."

She was wearing a home uniform, her hair was loose and lifted up, and her white face did not have any fat powder.

Ji Jinchuan walked her over to sit on the sofa and turned on the TV for her: "Sit for a while, I have eaten to accompany you."

Shen Youran took the remote control in his hand: "Well, you go."

Ji Jinchuan entered the restaurant. After just two bites, Wu Ma took a woman into the restaurant.

"Master, this is the new dietitian today."