Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"That's good." Fang Sitong breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Mom and Dad would leave her in the old house, and don't want to be yourself. "Can I live with Dad and you in the future?"

Fang Yaqing nodded: "Of course."

After coaxing Fang Sitong to fall asleep, she couldn't sleep anymore and had been waiting for Ji Shaoheng's phone.

She was afraid that Ji Shaoheng didn't receive the call in time, and even brought her mobile phone into the bathroom even after taking a bath. However, she didn't see Ji Shaoheng calling after the bath.

She wanted to call him and ask about Ji Yangkun.

All the phone numbers were dialed out and hung up by her again.

If he didn't call, there must be no time, and it was inappropriate to call on his own.

Even when she was in front of Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling, he thought of the difficulty of answering the phone.

She leaned on the bed, holding the phone in her left hand, and tucked the quilt with Fang Sitong who was turning over.

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In the doctor.

With the comfort of Ji Wenqing and Shen Youran, Xie Suling gradually stopped crying.

It's been an hour and a half, and the lights in the rescue room are still on.

As time went on, Ji Shaoheng's chest became more and more turbulent, and his breathing was more rapid.

His hands on his side were clenched tightly, his joints were pale and white, and the whole person was like a tight string, and it would break off with a light pull.

He has grown so big that he has never been so scared except when he was taken away by the Taoists.

He was really afraid that the doctor would come out later and tell them that the patient's rescue was ineffective.

A few hours ago, he only suffered from Ji Yangkun's ten whips, and he still has painful anger.

But he would rather his father beat him more than ten whips, as long as he can stand alive in front of himself at this moment, even if he is physically disabled, he is willing to kill him.

Shen Youran and the three of them sat on the chair. She and Ji Wenqing were sitting on each side of Xie Suling. Xie Suling was crying for too long, so she couldn't hold it for a while, and there was a slight sob.

Ji Jinchuan leaned against the wall, and his faint face was gradually replaced by anxiety.

After the addition of two more children at home, he almost quit smoking, even when entertaining.

But now, his heart is very anxious, want to smoke a cigarette to ease.

After taking out the cigarette, he saw the no smoking sign on the wall, and he put it back in the box.

If Ji Yangkun really got something wrong this time, then he is also responsible.

His eyes moved away from the door of the rescue room and landed on Ji Shaoheng with his back straight. He still knelt for so long against the injured body.

He tilted his head and looked down at Shen Youran: "Youyou."

Shen Youran also looked at him, and asked him what was wrong with his eyes.

He glanced at the medicine left by the nurse just now, and then looked at Ji Shaoheng.

Shen Youran understood, took the medicine and iodophor and stepped forward.

Because today is a Chinese wedding, in order to meet the circumstances, she and Xie Suling, Ji Wenqing's dresses are cheongsam.

After returning home, she didn't have time to change her clothes. At this moment, she couldn't squat down, she could only squat and kneel.

Ji Shaoheng saw that she was going to give herself medicine and her voice was hoarse and dry: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

Seeing that he wanted to avoid it, Shen Youran whispered: "Anyway, it hurts you, not me, whatever you struggle."

Ji Shaoheng stiffened, his pale lips moved, but he said nothing, and looked sad.

Shen Youran knows that he doesn't feel any pain in his heart now, so he doesn't seem to be indifferent when he talks, and his voice softens.