Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

He was still not at ease and paused and said again: "If you dare to have the same thoughts of the other day, I will find a stepmother for Tongtong as soon as you leave, and I will not forgive you in this life."

Fang Yaqing chuckled, and his face was as soft as warm sun: "Okay, I know."

Ji Shaoheng deliberately put a face on his face: "I'm not kidding you, I said it."

Afraid of his crankiness, she nodded seriously: "You can rest assured that I won't leave."

"That's good." Ji Shaoheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The two returned to the villa, and a Porsche was parked in the yard, which looked brand new.

Fang Yaqing came down from the car and asked in doubt: "Is there anyone here?"

Ji Shaoheng looked at the car and shook her head at her, saying that she did not know.

The two entered the living room, Yan Hao was waiting for them.

Yan Hao put down the teacup and got up: "Two young people, ma'am."

Fang Yaqing nodded with a smile: "Are you changing the car again?"

Yan Hao said: "No, it was the car that Er Shao bought for you."

Fang Yaqing looked back to Ji Shaoheng and asked him what was going on.

Only then did Ji Shaoheng realize that the outside car was sent by Yan Hao: "I'm busy sometimes, and it's convenient for you to pick up and drop."

Fang Yaqing did not refute his good intentions, and it was indeed more convenient to have a car at any time.

Yan Hao didn't stay long before leaving.

...

In the next few days, Ji Shaoheng stayed at home without going to the company because of injury. However, he would go to the hospital once a day and send Ji Yangkun to Fang Yaqing's carefully prepared chicken soup. The rest of the time was with his wife at home.

Every time Ji Shaoheng came back and saw that the insulation barrel was empty, Fang Yaqing was very happy.

Fearing that the chicken soup Ji Yangkun is getting tired, he changes the pattern every day and cooks others.

To this end, Ji Shaoheng also tasted and said: "You have never been so kind to me."

Fang Yaqing pursed his lips and smiled softly: "Every soup has your share, and that's your dad, so you care."

"But I just incidentally." His heart is always a little uncomfortable.

Fang Yaqing said: "I am not trying to please Dad, let him allow us to be together."

In her words, Ji Shaoheng loved to listen and laughed at the moment: "But it hurts me to see you working so hard every day."

Although it's just a soup, but always stay by the side and hold the fire, otherwise the soup will not taste delicious.

Fang Yaqing wore a home uniform with a bulging belly: "No problem, anyway, I have nothing to do all day."

Ji Shaoheng held her slender fingers and looked down at the place where she accidentally burned yesterday. Her heart hurt a little: "When cooking soup, you can let Sister Lan stay by the side, don't tired yourself."

Fang Yaqing gently shook his head: "There will be no sincerity."

...

The day Ji Yangkun was discharged, he took Fang Yaqing to the hospital.

On the way to go, Fang Yaqing has been uneasy: "Shao Heng, or shall I go back?"

She was afraid that Ji Yangkun had not walked out of the hospital before seeing her and was mad at the rescue room again.

Ji Shaoheng knew what she was worried about, but she married her herself, and she was his wife. How could she see her parents hiding all day long?

"Dad was discharged from the hospital. It would be bad if we didn't go. We would be said to be unfilial."

Fang Yaqing's eyebrows are sorrowful: "Just go alone, I can wait for you at home."

Ji Shaoheng ticked his lips and smiled evilly: "That's your dad too."

"But..." Fang Yaqing was a little afraid, she clenched her fingers.