Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

After the meal, Fang Yaqing bought the bill and the two left the restaurant.

Ji Shaoheng handed her the coat she put on her arm and motioned for her to hold it for her: "Wait, I will send you back."

Fang Yaqing took the nod, Ji Shaoheng went to pick up the car, she walked to the side of the road and waited.

Ji Shaoheng drove from the temporary parking space and saw a woman standing by the road at a glance.

She was wearing a skirt that was below her knees, holding his blazer in her hands. The wind blew at night, and the skirt was light.

A car stopped outside the restaurant, the lights came from her side, and her whole body was covered with a thin layer of warm yellow, with a faint beauty.

He couldn't help but stunned.

The car stopped in front of Fang Yaqing. She bypassed the front of the car and pulled open the door of the passenger seat to sit in the car.

Ji Shaoheng started the car and entered the mainstream.

After passing a row of food stalls, Fang Yaqing suddenly shouted: "Stop."

She shouted too suddenly, Ji Shaoheng slammed on the brakes, the car ran forward, and then stopped on the roadside.

He turned her head to look at her and was about to ask her what happened, only to see that she unbuckled her seat belt and pushed open the door.

Fang Yaqing's one foot hit the ground, thinking that the man in the driver's seat has always been impatient, looked back at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and said: "I want to buy some iron plate tofu, can I?"

Today, although Ji Shaoheng didn’t seem to be as irritable as usual, he didn’t necessarily wait for himself, so she had to ask for his opinion.

Ji Shaoheng looked at the roadside stall outside. The things in this place should not be clean. He frowned.

"Not full?"

Fang Yaqing pointed to the first one and said with a bit of greedyness: "The iron tofu in this house is delicious. I often patronize. Although I am full, I can eat more."

He originally wanted to say that it was unclean. All three words reached his throat. Hearing that she frequented frequently, he swallowed his stomach silently: "Go."

"I will be back soon." Fang Yaqing dropped the sentence and got out of the car.

Although it was a roadside stall, the business was excellent, and Fang Yaqing waited in line.

Fearing that Ji Shaoheng was impatient for a long time, she glanced back.

The black Bentley stopped by the road, out of step with this noisy environment.

The man in the car was smoking, and the hand holding the cigarette was placed on the window, and the cigarette **** was extinct.

After Ji Shaoheng's last cigarette was smoked, Fang Yaqing pulled in the car door and sat in.

The woman asked him: "Do you want to try it, it tastes good."

"No." After a pause, he said again, "Eat something less at night."

Seeing him saying no, Fang Yaqing did not open the lunch box.

A greasy smell spread in the car, Ji Shaoheng twisted his eyebrows, his thin lips twitched, but he could bear it.

Fearing to get his car dirty, Fang Yaqing always carried it in his hands, daring not to let it go, so as not to make him unhappy again.

After arriving at Fang Yaqing's residence, the car stopped outside the villa and opened the front door. She turned to look at the man: "Do you want to go in for a cup of tea?"

Ji Shaoheng glanced at his wrist, it was still early, if he was still working overtime in the company.

It doesn't hurt to go in for a moment, he turned off the car.

The two got out of the car, went up the stairs, and came out of the living room. The two simultaneously raised their hands and pressed the fingerprint to unlock the instrument.

Ji Shaoheng moved faster than her, so her index finger pressed on Ji Shaoheng's finger.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her sideways, Fang Yaqing quickly retracted his hand, embarrassed and overwhelmed.