Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Fang Yaqing was afraid that she would overslept in the morning and she would miss the meal when she delivered the soup. Ji Yangkun could not drink it, so she set an alarm every day.

Although she escorted Chu Zhen last night until twelve o'clock, she still got up when the alarm rang in the morning.

Today is Sunday, Ji Shaoheng does not have to go to work, and her alarm clock wakes him up.

When she was about to get up, he was hugged tightly by him: "Let's go to bed so late last night and sleep a little longer."

"Sleep." She lifted the man's hand on her waist and rose gently.

After washing, she went to Fang Sitong's room, and Fang Sitong was still asleep.

She stood at the door, glanced at it, closed the door gently, and went downstairs.

Last night Chu Ching cried and howled in the living room, and Sister Lan could hear it in her room, so Sister Lan knew they slept late last night.

Sister Lan thought that she would get up later today, afraid that she would get up and buy ingredients again, and then it would not be fresh, so she went to the supermarket and bought her back early in the morning.

Because Fang Yaqing is usually nearby when she cooks soup, she knows what ingredients Fang Yaqing will use and has bought her everything.

"Thank you Lan."

"Mrs. You're welcome, this is what I should do."

After having breakfast, Fang Yaqing entered the kitchen and began to cook soup.

It didn't take long for Ji Shaoheng to bring Fang Sitong down, and Sister Lan set the breakfast for them on the table.

Ji Shaoheng sat down at the dining table, but she didn't see Fang Yaqing. She asked, "Wife?"

Sister Lan replied: "It's too much soup in the kitchen."

"Soup?" What soup did she cook in the early morning?

Sister Lan was puzzled when he saw him, guessing he might not know about it, and said, "Mrs. will make a pot of soup every morning and send it to the old gentleman."

Ji Shaoheng was shocked. If Sister Lan didn't say it, he didn't even know about it: "How long?"

Sister Lan lowered her head slightly: "Since the old man was discharged from the hospital, this is the case every day."

Ji Shaoheng frowned: "When she came back, did she take Tang Yuan back intact?"

"Every time I come back, the insulated barrel is empty."

Ji Shaoheng was silent, she could not enter the door of the Ji family, where did she send those soups?

He got up: "You take care of Tongtong for dinner, I'll take a look at the kitchen."

Sister Lan answered.

He entered the kitchen, and Shen Youran just opened the lid, and the hot mist came up, and she put Angelica into the pot.

Her upper body was wearing a loose black towel, and her lower body was a pair of leggings of the same color. Her slightly curly hair was loosely wrapped on her back.

He looked at it for a while and then stepped forward: "Why are you wasting your energy."

Fang Yaqing looked back at him: "Dad drank it, so it's not a waste of energy."

Ji Shaoheng asked strangely: "How did you bring soup into the old house?"

Fang Yaqing pretended to be mysterious: "Guess."

Ji Jinchuan is at work every day, so it will not be him, and certainly not Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling.

Shen Youran was the only one who could make the decision and dare to take the soup she sent.

He thought for a while and said, "Is it sister-in-law?"

Fang Yaqing shook his head: "No."

"That must be the servant you bought through." Although he thought this was unlikely, it was not without.

Seeing that he couldn't guess, Fang Yaqing stopped selling to him: "It's an aunt."

Ji Wenqing has her own residence outside, basically does not live in the old house, so Ji Shaoheng did not think it was her.

"You handed it over to your aunt and asked her to give it to dad in her own name?"