Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

After the incident came out, the guests left.

Ji Jinchuan took Shen Youran out of the banquet hall, and the parking brother went to pick up the car. The two were waiting by the roadside.

The parking brother drove Maybach over, Ji Jinchuan went around and opened the door of the passenger seat, guarding his hand above the door, and Shen Youran changed his waist and sat in.

Du Ruowei and Shi Lan stood on the steps outside the hotel and looked at the departing black Maybach. Du Ruowei asked: "Don't you say that Shen Youran is just Ji's lover?"

"I don't know if things will happen like this." If Shi Lan knew that Ji Jinchuan was so concerned about Shen Youran, she would not dare to say anything.

Back in South Bay, Shen Youran didn't even have time to change her slippers. She returned to the room to take a shower for the first time. After staying in the abandoned warehouse for so long, she felt an unpleasant smell.

Mom Wu watched her go upstairs like a gust of wind, and looked at Ji Jinchuan who came in with his suit jacket on, "Master, young lady, this is..."

Ji Jinchuan silenced for a moment: "Do some supper and send it to the room upstairs."

"Okay, young master." Ma Wu answered, ready to enter the kitchen.

Ji Jinchuan suddenly thought of something and said lightly: "Forget it, don't do it."

He threw his suit jacket on the shoe rack, took the black coat hanging on the hanger, put it on, and turned out of the living room.

Mom Wu followed and stood at the entrance and asked, "Master, is it so late, do you have to go out as soon as you come back? Young Madam asked, what should I say?"

He said indifferently: "I will be back soon."

...

Shen Youran soaked in the bathtub for half an hour. After she came out, the whole person was refreshed a lot. She dried her hair downstairs.

Just after walking down the last step, Ji Jinchuan came back from the outside, carrying a bag in his hand, and the black coat carried the night chill.

Ji Jinchuan walked to the sofa: "Come and eat."

She followed behind him: "What do you hold in your hand?"

Ji Jinchuan put things on the coffee table and opened the disposable lunch box, which contained hot fried dumplings.

She was very happy, and it seemed that something had been hit hard in her heart. The last time she said she wanted to eat this, she didn't expect it to take so long, he remembered it.

Ji Jinchuan handed her the chopsticks, and when she saw her stunned miss, she narrowed her eyes blackly: "If you don't want to eat, I will throw it away."

"Think." She took the chopsticks and took a fried yellow crunchy fried dumpling and took a bite. I didn't know where he bought it. The taste was authentic and the aroma spread in the air. "It's delicious."

Ji Jinchuan raised her eyebrows and watched her satisfied expression from top to bottom: "Eat less and solve the greed. If you are hungry, let Ma Wu cook you supper."

She also had fried dumplings in her mouth, bulging with a cheek gang, and the speech was a bit ambiguous: "Since I won't eat more, why should I buy it?"

Ji Jinchuan didn't move his eyes, but didn't speak.

She leaned closer to him and stared at his deep black eyes: "I think I was wronged tonight and want to compensate me, right?"

When she talked, the breath she exhaled had the smell of fried dumplings. Ji Jinchuan didn't find it unpleasant, but instead wanted to kiss her, trying to taste this taste: "Why let Shi Lan go easily?"

Shen Youran squinted at him, "What will happen to her?"

He simply said directly: "He also governs his own body with his own way."

She held a fried dumpling in her hand and stared at him for a few seconds, remembering that before he left the banquet, he called the hotel manager to the side. The two didn’t know what to say. It was about two or three minutes: "You don’t Will someone do this?"