Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Fang Sitong looked at her, looked at Ji Shaoheng, and then looked at her again, a very reluctant oh.

Seeing her promise, Ji Shaoheng picked up the coat and car key and got up: "Go."

Fang Yaqing sent them outside the door and saw that her daughter had been unhappy, she squeezed her face.

"If Shou Xing is disobedient or unhappy, Xu's wish cannot be fulfilled."

Fang Sitong blinked and muttered his pink and tender mouth: "Really?"

She nodded: "Really."

Fang Sitong put away his unhappiness and laughed again, revealing two shallow pears.

After they left, Fang Yaqing returned to the living room and put the remaining half of the cake into the refrigerator.

Today, not only accompanied Tongtong on the Lantern Festival, but also on her birthday. This is the most joyous thing for her in the New Year.

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On the way back, Ji Shaoheng had been thinking about it. If he went back and asked Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling, what should he say.

It was more than ten o'clock at home. He led Fang Sitong into the living room. All but the housekeeper had fallen asleep.

The housekeeper greeted him and said, "Second young master, why are you coming back now, did you forget that today is the Lantern Festival?"

Ji Shaoheng handed him the coat: "Isn't it just to eat the Lantern Festival? I took Tongtong out and ate it."

The Ji family is strict in its rules and regulations. An important holiday like this must go back to the old house for a reunion dinner.

The butler took it and hung it up, followed behind them and walked to the sofa, hesitant to speak.

Ji Shaoheng said: "Go to sleep, don't worry about us."

"It was my lady who asked me to wait for you to come back."

Ji Shaoheng frowned slightly and turned to look at him: "What will we do when we come back?"

Realizing that something was wrong, the housekeeper's eyes dodged, and Zhiwuwu said, "Nothing."

His squinted Shuang Danfeng's eyes were sharp and awe-inspiring, and his evil lips were: "My temper is not very good, you know it, so I'd better answer honestly if I ask you questions."

Hearing his threatening words, the housekeeper sighed: "Look at what time you will come back."

He must have called him at dinner, and he did not answer, so Xie Suling became suspicious again.

He squinted at the housekeeper: "Do you know how to answer tomorrow?"

The housekeeper was embarrassed: "Second Master, don't embarrass me."

The steward has been in the Ji family for so many years. He is the most clear about who he is. Even if he is now forced to agree, it will not help.

"Forget it, you go to bed." Ji Shaoheng said restlessly, and then took Fang Sitong upstairs.

It was not early, Ji Shaoheng did not bathe her, Fang Sitong took off his clothes and lay down in the bed.

"Dad, I hope to have a birthday with you and mommy next year."

Ji Shaoheng was silent for a moment, tucked her in the quilt: "Sleep."

Fang Sitong stared at him with eyes, "Can it?"

He said perfunctoryly: "I'll talk about it later."

Who knows what will happen next year, and he will have to get married at the end of this year, and he will no longer be in contact with Fang Yaqing at that time, so he cannot answer her request.

Fang Sitong's small hand stretched out of the bed, grabbed one of his fingers, and his dark eyes seemed to glow with water.

"Dad, this is my birthday wish."

Ji Shaoheng whispered: "There is one year before your birthday next year, and no one knows what will happen. If you promise you now, if you can't help you by then, wouldn't your father deceive you? "

Fang Sitong looked at him inexplicably and blinked.

Ji Shaoheng kissed her on the forehead and put her hand in the bed: "Go to sleep."