Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Fang Yaqing should say "OK", and then said: "You have to obey your father's words, you know?"

After talking on the phone, she was in a much better mood. She looked down at the picture of her daughter on the screen and pulled her mouth slightly.

...

Every weekend, Fang Yaqing will clean up, and she is cleaning halfway through the day, and the doorbell suddenly rings.

It has been half a month since the last event. Is it because of Ji Shaoheng's anger?

There was a hint of joy on her face, and as long as he was no longer angry, she would have a chance to see her daughter.

She put down the mop and hurried to step forward to open the door. After two steps, she stopped and glanced at her clothes.

Because she wanted to disturb hygiene, she wore an old dress at random, and her hair was loose and loose.

It's not a disgraceful face, but there is absolutely no good image.

After living with Ji Shaoheng for so many years, she knows that Ji Shaoheng hates sloppy people the most.

The doorbell rang non-stop, and with a little urging posture, it was too late to go upstairs to change clothes.

She rushed into the bathroom and took a photo in the mirror, seeing that there was no dirt on her face, so she was relieved and hurried to open the door.

However, when she opened the door, she froze, staring blankly at the people standing outside the door.

The coming person is not Ji Shaoheng, nor Xi Xi, but Xie Suling and Zhao Ma.

Xie Suling's complexion was very bad. When the housekeeper reported to her, she still didn't believe it.

Seeing it with her own eyes now made her have to believe.

During this year, Shao Heng had always been in contact with her and kept her outside.

...

Fang Yaqing thought that even if it was not Ji Shaoheng, it would be Tanxi because no one knew she lived here.

But she never thought it would be Xie Suling.

She looked at Xie Suling in amazement: "You...how are you..."

Xie Suling stretched her face: "Not welcome?"

"No, please come in." Fang Yaqing loosened the door handle and let them enter the house sideways.

Xie Suling walked past her with her mother Zhao, entered the living room, walked over and sat down on the sofa.

She went to make Xie Suling a cup of tea Ji Shaoheng drank and put it on the coffee table: "Please use it."

Xie Suling looked at the layout in the living room and looked at her: "Have you always lived here?"

Fang Yaqing did not nod, nor did he nod.

Xie Suling suddenly came here, definitely came from something.

And when I opened the door just now, when I saw her, Xie Suling was not surprised.

She couldn't guess Xie Suling's purpose in her heart, so she didn't dare to speak rashly.

Seeing her not speaking, Xie Suling was also not angry: "This is Shao Heng's house. In what capacity do you live here?"

Fang Yaqing's heart froze for a moment, then silenced, and then said: "I am Tongtong's mother."

Xie Suling said sharply: "You are born Tongtong, but you are now Shao Heng's ex-wife, Tongtong has nothing to do with you."

Hearing her last words, Fang Yaqing's heart was tightened for a while: "Even if Ji Shaoheng will marry another woman in the future, Tongtong will have a stepmother, but she always belongs to me, and she can't have nothing to do with me in this life. ."

"In terms of blood, you are her biological mother. I don't deny this, but you are no longer Shaoheng's wife, and Tongtong has nothing to do with you." Xie Suling glanced at her and continued, "You also said By the way, Shao Heng will marry another woman, and Tongtong will have a stepmother, so don’t disturb their lives anymore."