Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

After everything was busy, he took a long breath and plucked the hair attached to his forehead. He took off his clothes to wring out the rain, then put it on again and left the room.

As soon as he left the room, a cold mountain breeze blew, and he was wearing wet clothes. He sneezed.

Fat Sha Mi came with a cup of tea and saw that he was still wearing his wet clothes and said, "Son, why don't you change your clothes? This will make you sick."

When he thought of the gray gown monk's clothes, Ji Jinchuan's brow wrinkled slightly: "The wishing tree outside is tied to the wishes of all pilgrims? Including my wife's?"

Fat Sha Mi nodded and murmured: "So she is your wife, I thought she was the girlfriend of that big brother today."

After talking about what he realized, he glanced at Ji Jinchuan with a dark complexion and threw his tongue out. He was about twelve years old. His cheeks were chubby and he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

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Xiao Cheng and Zhou Xianglun originally planned to go around from the temple to the signal tower, but outside the temple, Ji Jinchuan was seen wearing a black raincoat standing on a bamboo ladder, looking at the red stripes on the wishing branches one by one.

The two were surprised first, and then puzzled. The surprise was that Mr. Ji was fine. What puzzled him was what he was doing?

Fat Shami stood under the eaves outside the hall and shouted with a voice: "Donator, you will definitely get sick if you go on like this. You want to know what wish the female donor made, and wait for her to wake up and ask her."

The majestic rain has gradually become smaller, and Ji Jinchuan looked at each wishing strip anxiously, as if he could not find him and would not compromise.

He looked back under the roof: "Are you sure this location?"

If Fat Sha Mi remembers the wrong position, when will he find so many wishing bars?

But even looking for three days and three nights, he also had to find her wish list. He wanted to know what would make her almost lose her life.

While looking for it, he was thinking, as long as he could do it, he would help her realize all her wishes, as long as she obediently stood by him and did Mrs. Ji.

Xiao Cheng and Zhou Xianglun glanced at each other. The red strips on the branches knew what they were, and when they heard Fat Shami just now, they determined that Ji was always looking for a wishing strip.

Xiao Cheng stepped forward, standing under the tree with his head raised, looking at the man on the bamboo ladder: "Ji."

Ji Jinchuan gave him a glance, his movements in his hands kept on, and his white lips said in an orderly way: "You contact the people under the mountain, we will go down the mountain as soon as the rain stops, and contact the most authoritative gynecologist in the First Hospital."

Hearing the last sentence, Xiao Cheng was amazed: "Young lady, she..."

From President Ji's words, he knew that Mrs. Young was okay, but he didn't dare to ask the words "the child is still here.

"Mr. Ji, the mountains are cold, and wait for the rain to stop you..." He originally wanted to persuade him to wait for the rain to stop and look for it again, but when Ji Jinchuan held a red bar in his hand, his expression looked shocked and joyful. As if crying and laughing, he swallowed back what he was about to say.

Ji Jinchuan looked at the red bar in his hand. The handwriting on it was beautiful and clean, and the ink was the best ink. Even if it was washed by rain, there was no fainting.

"The years are good and you are old," these eight words are enchanted and engraved in his heart.

If it was before, he would think that these eight words asked her and Gu Jinchen.