Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Thinking of this, Tanxi shook his head with a smile: "Not serious."

If it's not serious, you don't need to go to the hospital.

Yan Hao bypassed her and entered the living room, walking towards the sofa.

Tanxi saw him break in without saying hello, shouting: "Hey, what's the matter with you? I didn't invite you in. How can you enter someone else's house without the consent of the host?"

"This is not your home." Yan Hao walked over and picked up the black coat on the sofa before leaving.

Tanxi stopped him: "Is this your thing?"

"No."

"Not how you can just take it away."

"I came here for my young master."

Tanxi stared at him, thinking that Ji Shaoheng had been here last night, and this population said that he came here for his young master. He asked tentatively, "Your young master is Ji Shaoheng?"

"Yes." Yan Hao didn't want to talk nonsense with her, and walked around her.

Hearing that it was Ji Shaoheng, Tan Xi thought of Fang Yaqing's injury and said angrily: "Tell Ji Shaoheng that scum, if he dares to be such a sister again, I will call the police."

"Don't talk nonsense," said the woman's weak voice from the stairs.

The two looked up and saw Fang Yaqing holding the stairs handrail, standing on the stairs of the second floor, his weak and thin body, as if the wind could fall.

Fang Yaqing looked at Yan Hao: "You take it."

Yan Hao returned to the company, took the clothes to Ji Shaoheng, and reported to him what Tan Xi said.

After hearing this, Ji Shaoheng sneered a bit, and he made friends who he really was.

Just like that woman, it is overwhelming.

Yan Hao hesitated for a moment and said, "Er Young, I saw Fang Yaqing, she doesn't seem to be very good."

As soon as he mentioned Fang Yaqing, Ji Shaoheng's heart was in flames, and his tone was rigid: "If you don't die, you don't need to report to me."

Yan Hao glanced at his face and responded with a "Yes" and quit the office.

...

After Yan Hao left, Tanxi quickly went upstairs, supporting Fang Yaqing who was crumbling.

"Sister Fang, how did you get up?" He said, and then he probed her forehead.

"I'm a little hungry, so I want to find something to eat." From last night to now, she hasn't eaten anything, and is hungry and thirsty.

"I boiled the porridge for you." Mentioning the porridge, Tan Xi remembered that he was still on fire, patted his forehead and rushed downstairs, "My porridge."

After running a few steps, she folded back and helped Fang Yaqing walk towards the room: "I will send you back to the room first."

She helped Fang Yaqing back to the room, asked her to lie down on the bed again, then went downstairs and came back after a while, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.

While feeding Fang Yaqing, she said: "Sister Fang, did that Ji Shaoheng often haunt you? Otherwise, if you moved to me, the two would be easy to take care of, and he wouldn't be able to treat you."

Fang Yaqing shook with a bite wound on his lips: "No more."

She had suffered these pains six years ago, and it would be fine if she survived them.

She used to be able to survive the past when there was only one person.

Tanxi looked at her strangely: "I have seen the injury on your body. If you still live here, what will he do if he continues to pester you?"

She whispered: "Everyone has everyone's life."

Tanxi was distressed when she saw her like this: "Then I will stay with you for a while, and someone will not do anything for him in his right way?"