Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Xiao Cheng didn't come back after leaving the box. After the dinner ended, the most sober was Shen Youran, who only drank milk, and Xiao Cheng who left halfway.

Although Ji Jinchuan drank a lot, he did not shake like those people drunk, except that his face was slightly smoked and flushed, it was no different from ordinary people.

Xiao Cheng called the car for everyone. He and Shen Youran took the people to the car one by one. Xiao Cheng went to the parking lot to pick up the car. Shen Youran returned to the box to pick up Ji Jinchuan and pushed open the door of the box. She was slightly startled.

Ji Jinchuan's white shirt was unbuttoned by him, revealing honey-colored skin, and one of his arms was placed on the back of the chair next to him. The casual and lazy look was **** and charming, and the cold facial features were softened by the light. A few points.

Probably a rush of wine, his deep eyes with a slight blur, under the half-covering of dark dense eyelashes, even more dim and sexy.

When you sent it to you just now, Shen Youran asked the waiter for a cup of salvaging tea. Ji Jinchuan took a sip of hangover tea and asked in a low voice: "Did you all send it away?"

"Send it away." Shen Youran saw him get up, quickly stepped forward and took his coat from the hanger and handed it to him, Ji Jinchuan took it on, and the two came out of the box one after the other.

Shen Youran has been paying attention to his movements, seeing him walking normally, and then he was relieved.

When he left the clubhouse, the evening breeze was blowing, and with a little coolness, Xiao Cheng had driven the car over to wait for them.

On the way back to the hotel, the car suddenly turned off. Xiao Cheng got out of the car and opened the hood to check it. He came back and reported to Ji Jinchuan: "There is something wrong with Mr. Ji. It may take a while to fix it."

Ji Jinchuan's closed eyes opened, frowning slightly: "How much?"

"About half an hour." This is the least estimated time.

While waiting, Shen Youran saw Ji Jinchuan rubbing her temples, as if she had a headache. She glanced outside through the car window and proposed: "Go and walk."

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her. The two of them got out of the car. The river was not far in front of them. The two kept walking along the river bank. The wind blowing from the river brought a little coldness, and Ji Jinchuan's alcoholic taste was a little sober. , Seeing Shen Youran rubbing his arms and taking off her coat to her: "Put it on."

Shen Youran was stunned and raised his head to meet his deep eyes. Behind him was the towering neon building opposite the river bank. The white shirt against the background made him more charming.

Seeing that she was late, Ji Jinchuan shook her clothes and put her on her body, her shoulders sinking, her subconsciously turned her head, and her eyes were the distinct bones.

Ji Jinchuan supported the fence and looked towards the river. At night, the river was misty and hazy, and it was impossible to see clearly: "Do you really want to listen to Shen Yaoting's words and marry President Zhou?"

She pursed her lips and didn't speak. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her blurred eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and even her heart was confused.

He asked again: "Did you put it down?"

"What?" She stared blankly at his clear face.

Ji Jinchuan's dark black hair was slightly messy when it was blown by the wind. His eyes were still on the surface of the river, and his thin lips lightly spit out a person's name: "Gu Jinchen."

Now when she hears the name, she doesn't have the kind of heartbreaking pain, and that feeling has gradually gone away from her.

The love in her youth was probably the most beautiful. She was so beautiful that she refused to let go and refused to believe that the man she had loved had become the husband of others.