Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

When she said this, Ji Shaoheng stood with her legs crossed, leaning against the railing, and looked at her so quietly.

After a few consecutive cups, Fang Yaqing turned his head to look at him, with a slight drunken expression on his face, and a tone of pleading revealed in his tone.

"Ji Shaoheng, return me Tongtong."

Ji Shao looked at her twice and said, "You drink too much."

Hearing his gentle rejection of himself, Fang Yaqing smiled headlessly, poured the wine from the glass into his throat, and put down the empty glass to get up.

"I'm going for a rest."

After she finished, she walked towards the living room, her figure was a little wobbly.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her, gently narrowed his eyes, turned to look into the distant night, and took a silent drink.

There was only one-third of the wine left in the bottle. After drinking, he turned upstairs.

When passing by outside the bedroom, my feet paused a little, unscrewed the doorknob, pushed the door open and glanced.

The curtains were closed, there was no light in the room, the mother and daughter on the bed did not move, and should be asleep.

He closed the door and went to the next room.

Early the next morning, Fang Yaqing woke up early and Fang Sitong was still asleep. She kissed her daughter's face, got up and got out of bed, and went downstairs to make breakfast after washing.

When Ji Shaoheng woke up, he came out of the room after washing, glanced down the corridor, and Fang Yaqing came out of the kitchen and put the toast on the dining table.

He came outside the bedroom and pushed the door open to take a look. Fang Sitong had just woke up and came out of the bathroom while rubbing his eyes.

"Father." Fang Sitong called him softly, and asked softly, "What about mommy?"

"Mommy is making breakfast, waiting for us to eat down."

Ji Shaoheng opened the cabinet dedicated to Fang Sitong and saw that the clothes were full of new clothes. He was startled.

He hadn’t noticed it before, so he didn’t know that Fang Yaqing had prepared so many clothes for his daughter.

He took one from the inside and put it on Fang Sitong. After taking her out, he saw Fang Yaqing coming upstairs.

Fang Sitong broke free from Ji Shaoheng's hand and ran to Fang Yaqing, shouting softly, "Mommy."

Fang Yaqing bent her lips, and after a night of rest, her condition was much better than yesterday. She had makeup on her face and could not see any gauntness or depression.

The three of them went downstairs. After breakfast, Fang Yaqing quickly washed the dishes and took a look at the time. He said to Ji Shaoheng: "You send Tongtong to school, I will be too late."

Ji Shaoheng asked: "Are you really going to work?"

She nodded and put the phone in her bag: "I haven't done it, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Ji Shaoheng said nothing, the three went out together, Ji Shaoheng sent Fang Sitong to school, and Fang Yaqing took a taxi to the company.

She entered the office and saw that three or two were gathered together without knowing what to say.

Those people saw her coming, and then they dispersed, and looked at her with weird eyes.

As if nothing had happened, she took the bag and walked over to sit in her place.

As soon as I turned on the computer, I heard someone saying, "Why does she have a face to work?"

"That is, if I were her, it would be shameful to hide at home without going out."

Tan Xiqing came back and saw Fang Yaqing coming to work, with a happy expression on his face, and then heard those people talking.

She was angry at the moment, and the two female colleagues who were talking shouted, "What are you talking about? There is no evidence to stop injustice!"