Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Grandpa Yan smiled kindly and kindly: "Okay, then I won't keep you anymore."

What he promised was so refreshing, he was met with a knife in the eyes of Ji Yangkun.

Grandpa Yan smiled happily, and his face was gloating.

Seeing Ji Yangkun sitting still, Ji Jinchuan looked at him: "Dad, you didn't send Nono and Tongtong to school today, what are you doing to take them here?"

Ji Yangkun snorted: "What do I need to report to you?"

Ji Jinchuan's grim face was so bad that he turned to Jinuo: "You said."

Zino shuddered with his fierce eyes, his eyes squinting everywhere, just not looking at him: "Grandpa took us to see Grandpa Yan."

Ji Jinchuan looked at him coolly and sneered: "Is it?

Gino didn’t dare to look at him and lowered his head to mumble, "Yes."

What kind of virtue his son lied, Ji Jinchuan could not understand more.

He walked up to Fang Sitong and bent over with one hand on her small shoulder.

"Tongtong, what does Grandpa take you to do here?"

Fang Sitong glanced at Ji Yangkun and then to Zino. Zino waved towards her, and motioned her not to say anything.

"Tongtong, did your mother say that lying is not a good boy?"

Even if he deliberately slowed down his voice, Fang Sitong was afraid of him, and his small body kept trembling.

"Grandpa took us away."

Hearing that they were acting away from home, Ji Jinchuan guessed it was Jinuo's ghost idea.

To his surprise, Ji Yangkun, an old-fashioned person, even agreed to such a naive behavior.

He looked at Ji Yangkun and sneered with his chin: "Is it fun?"

Ji Yangkun's face couldn't be hung, but Grandpa Yan was there. He couldn't lose face and stretched his face: "Fuck things, is this your attitude to talk to me?"

Ji Jinchuan was also very angry, with a trace of roar in his angry voice: "A lot of people are still playing away from home. When you are Nono and Tongtong? At home because you are already upset, don't you Do not you know?"

Jinuo and Fang Sitong narrowed their necks in fright, staring blankly at him.

In front of his old friend, yelled by his son, Ji Yangkun was very angry.

He slapped it on the table, and the shocked wine glasses and chopsticks snapped: "Did you forget what your last name was?"

Ji Jinchuan was too lazy to look at him again, turning his head to look at the frightened Jinuo and Fang Sitong: "Are you going back with me, or stay here?"

Jinuo looked at Ji Yangkun, obediently got off the stool, and crept to Ji Jinchuan's front, as did Fang Sitong.

Ji Jinchuan looked at Jinuo as the culprit, and his face grew colder.

As soon as his right hand was raised, he saw Zino hugging his head and yelling with his eyes closed.

"Dad, if you want to hit you, you will hit my ass, hit your face and be seen by your mother. You must sleep in the study room again!"

Ji Jinchuan stretched his arms, wiped off the oil stains on his cheeks, took out the veil from his pocket, wiped his thumb, and lifted his feet to go out.

Seeing that he was not about to hit himself, Zino was relieved and followed Fang Sitong slowly behind him.

After two steps, Jinuo looked back to Ji Yangkun who was sitting still: "Grandpa, don't you go back with us?"

Ji Yangkun was still thinking in his heart just now that they had just left without knowing to call him.