Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

The two froze there for a while, Shen Youran was silent for a moment, whispering: "Sorry."

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her faintly, and saw her face flushed, her laughter more ironic, and she was about to leave when she got up.

Shen Youran stepped forward to grab his sleeve, because he was anxious and didn't pay attention to his feet, his knees were knocking on the corner of the coffee table, and her face was pale.

Ji Jinchuan walked steadily towards the stairs and walked a few steps to find that she did not follow up, and there was no movement behind her.

Her sentence "I'm sorry", she ignored her, she just forget it?

He paused at his feet, raised his hands and raised his eyebrows. This kind of little thing never affected his mood before. What's wrong with himself now?

Ma's voice came after her: "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Jinchuan turned around and could only see a head emerging from the sofa. Her soft voice whispered: "It's fine."

He couldn't get out of his legs when he was going upstairs, and returned to the sofa again. After seeing her rubbing her knees, she realized what was going on after a few seconds of silence.

He stepped forward and squatted in front of her to get her pants to see if it was serious

She held his hand, hooked his little finger, and looked at him warmly and warmly with black eyes: "As anyone, you will feel that this thing is stupid. It is a fact that you and Shen Xiaoke are cousins, and You have concealed your relationship again."

What's more, at the beginning, his tough attitude prevented her from intervening in Lin Xia's affairs, for which she was also banned, and then suddenly took care of the matter, so she was more concerned.

Ji Jinchuan Mo Mo said: "So it's fake that the knee hit the corner of the table?"

Shen Youran blinked, with an innocent look on his face: "I don't bother to use bitterness."

Ji Jinchuan's thumb lightly pressed her knee, her brow furrowed, and at the moment he looked up, he immediately pretended to be nothing.

Ji Jinchuan looked at her for a while: "I will check the wound for you when I come back to the room."

When I first hit the corner of the table, my whole leg was numb, and now it has been slowed down for a long time, and it is much better. She shook her head: "Just knocked, it's fine."

Ji Jinchuan sat down next to her, getting close, and smelling a faint smell of tobacco on her clothes. She looked at him sideways: "Worried about your parents?"

Ji Jinchuan sat with his legs crossed, his shirt neckline and sleeves were ironed and his clothes were neat, his eyes deep and introverted: "No."

"Actually, I always wanted to know why you are not close to your parents..." She bit his lip hesitantly and finally asked with courage, "I always feel that you seem to have prejudices against them and what's in between."

Ji Jinchuan's eyes as deep as a cold lake were turbulent, and his expression also became complicated in a moment, dissipating in an instant: "Some old things, you will always know later."

She blinked at him: "Then tell me now."

Ji Jinchuan's expression was always calm, but his eyes were dull: "Did you forget the purpose of coming today?"

His words reminded her: "Oh, yes, I went up to see what happened to Mom."

She went up to the second floor. Mom happened to come out of the bedroom. She pointed to the room. Zhao's expression shook her head.

She stepped on the door and heard a hoarse "in" from Xie Suling. She pushed the door and went in.

It was Xie Suling who sat at the bed and wiped the corners of his eyes, holding an album in his hand. It was not hard to think that it was uncomfortable, and then he cried.

She closed the door and approached her softly: "Mom." After a few seconds, she said, "Maybe things are not as bad as you think."