Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

In the kitchen, Fang Yaqing raised his hand and touched the place where Ji Shaoheng had touched just now.

To the extent that she hated him, she was unacceptable for everything he touched.

But just that moment, she didn't seem to be as repulsive as she thought, nor did she feel disgusted.

She felt that she must have been too excited last night. She got up too early today and did not rest well, so her head was awake.

She shook her head, stopped thinking about it, and took the dishes out of the refrigerator to prepare for dinner.

Ji Shaoheng had been accompanying Fang Sitong in the living room to watch TV. At five o'clock, his cell phone rang.

He took a glance at the old man's phone, this time should be asking him to go back to dinner.

The cake hadn't been eaten yet. Tongtong was so happy that he couldn't bear to disappoint her.

At this time, the little guy should be unhappy again. He put the phone on the coffee table and let it ring.

After the automatic hang up, the silence didn't even last for tens of seconds, and it rang again.

Fang Sitong looked at him sideways: "Dad, why don't you take it?"

He said unmovingly: "If I'm right, the uncle must have hit it and called us back. Do you want to take it?"

Fang Sitong's dark eyes rolled around and got up from the sofa. His little white finger swiped on the phone, and the ringing stopped abruptly.

She looked back at Ji Shaoheng with a mischievous tongue: "Dad, I am a birthday star today, so listen to me."

Ji Shaoheng smiled lowly: "Well, listen to you."

Fang Sitong grinned: "The cake Mummy hasn't eaten yet, can we go home later?"

He promised very readily: "Yes."

Fang Sitong danced happily, kissed him on the face, and said coquettishly: "Dad is the best."

Ji Shaoheng tapped the tip of her little nose and teased her to play: "Is that a good father, or a mother?"

"Both Mom and Dad are good." After she finished, she froze her entire head, sullen her small head, and muttered in her mouth, "It would be nice if I could stay with Mom and Dad all the time."

Ji Shaoheng knew what she was talking about and comforted her softly: "Don't Dad bring you to mommy every time?"

Fang Sitong pouted his mouth, unhappy: "But why can't we live with mommy? Just like Brother Nono and his parents."

Ji Shaoheng didn't know how to answer her. It happened that Fang Yaqing came out of the kitchen with the dishes and shouted to the two of them: "It's time for dinner."

Ji Shaoheng took Fang Sitong to wash his hands, went out into the restaurant and sat down.

After the meal, Fang Yaqing packed up the dining table, rested for a while, and took the cake out on the coffee table.

She plugged the candle and lit it, Ji Shaoheng turned off the lamp in the living room, and the candlelight flickered.

Fang Yaqing said softly: "Tongtong, make a wish."

She had taught Fang Sitong how to make a wish before, so Fang Sitong put her hands together and Ruanuo's voice rang in the ears of the two.

"I hope my parents will accompany me on my birthday as I do today."

Ji Shaoheng froze for a moment, but did not expect her to make this wish, and looked up to Fang Yaqing opposite.

The burning candle on the cake was the only light in the living room, shining on the bright face of the woman, as if covered with a layer of warm yellow veil.

There was no reaction on her face, she still maintained a faint smile and looked at her daughter softly.