Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Fang Yaqing returned home with Fang Sitong. Sister Lan had been waiting for them. When they came back, they greeted them immediately.

"Mrs. Miss Tongtong, why are you back now?"

Fang Yaqing was not energetic on the way back, and it is still the same now: "I went to the hospital."

Sister Lan saw her pale and quickly asked, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Fang Yaqing shook his head: "You take Tongtong to dinner."

Sister Lan asked: "Don't you eat?"

She shook her head and went up the stairs.

...

After Shen Youran left, when Ji Yangkun fell asleep, Ji Shaoheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The caregiver thought he was going to drink water and poured water to him, but he waved his hand.

The nurse looked at him suspiciously, then stepped aside.

Ji Shaoheng took the mobile phone, walked to the balcony, turned to Fang Yaqing's phone and called.

I don't know if she met Shen Youran or Xie Suling at that time.

If they met, with his knowledge of his mother, he would definitely say something embarrassing to her.

After the phone rang for a while, it was connected, there was no one over there, he shouted her name: "Ya Qing?"

Fang Yaqing stood in front of the window, and outside was a brightly lit night view of the villa. Her voice responded in a low voice: "Well, I'm here."

Hearing her voice, Ji Shaoheng found that he missed her a lot, and unconsciously softened his voice: "Did you bring Tongtong to the hospital today?"

"Yes." Fearing that he heard his anomaly, she paused and said again, "You haven't come back in a few days. I'm worried about your injury. I want to see you and your dad, but I'm afraid my parents are angry. Only let Tongtong go in."

"Really worried about my injury?"

Fang Yaqing did not understand: "Huh?"

Ji Shaoheng leaned on the balcony, and the wind was a bit strong at night. He only wore a thin sick suit, but as long as she heard her voice, his heart was very satisfied, not even the cold chill.

"Don't you want me?" His voice was mixed with wind.

Fang Yaqing's expression changed into a trance. She raised her hand on the window and wrote down Ji Shaoheng's name one stroke at a time.

"Think, especially think."

Ji Shaoheng thought she would be ashamed to ignore herself, but she didn't expect her to say that she missed herself so much.

The smile on his lips grew bigger, and he felt that he was well worth the injury, and his mood was extremely good.

His voice said with a smile: "I miss you too, and I can see you immediately, but mom and dad make a big deal of it. They must let me stay in the hospital for a few days, saying that it will avoid wound infection and inflammation."

His sentence "I miss you too, I can see you immediately", let Fang Yaqing wet his eyes.

"Shao Heng." She shouted his name, tears slipping quietly down her plain cheeks, and there was a cold on her face.

Ji Shaoheng raised his hand and flicked the wind-blown hair: "What's wrong?"

"If this time, your dad is because of our business..." She paused and did not say "death", but she knew that he understood what he was saying, "Will you regret marrying me?"

Ji Shaoheng was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Why did you ask this suddenly?"

Fang Yaqing insisted on asking: "Will you?"

Ji Shaoheng was silent.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see him talking. Fang Yaqing smiled lowly, and tears ran wildly.

"We shouldn't do this."