Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Xie Suling closed the album with a dumb voice: "I know."

Shen Youran was a little dazed: "You know?"

Xie Suling sighed softly: "What does Jian Rui really have to do with Yang Kun? With her weak temperament, how dare you run to Ji's family. Since she can come, it means she is worthy of her heart."

She cautiously said: "So what are you angry?"

Xie Suling put the album back in the drawer: "Although I believe them, but they went behind me privately, where did they put me?"

Shen Youran actually wanted to say that maybe they were secretly afraid that she would think more. After all, this kind of thing is uncomfortable in anyone's heart.

She was silent for two seconds and said, "Now that you know that they are pure friends, don't be sad anymore, Jinchuan is worried about you."

As her words fell, Xie Suling looked up and looked at her silently for a moment: "Maybe he is right with you."

The words turned too fast, and Shen Youran didn't respond for a while: "Huh?"

"Jinchuan has everything hidden in his heart. Even if he is worried about me and his dad, he can't say it. Since he is willing to tell you his heart, he shows that he treats you sincerely."

Shen Youran: "..."

She just spoke casually.

Ji Jinchuan's indifferent and indifferent temperament would blame others.

She stayed with Xie Suling for a while. Xie Suling said that she wanted to be alone, and she got up and exited the room.

In the living room downstairs, Ji Jinchuan was talking to Ji Yangkun, who held a cigar in his hand.

Just when she reached the stairs, she heard Ji Yangkun say: "Let Shaoheng come back this year. Your mother misses him very much. The family hasn't eaten reunion for many years."

Ji Jinchuan was silent.

Ji Yangkun said again: "After so many years, how long do you allow him to stay in New York to calm down the resentment in your heart? Or is it that you have never let go of your heart, so you will not let them go back to China?"

Ji Jinchuan did not want to continue this topic, and said indifferently: "You can do it."

Shen Youran and Ji Jinchuan stayed in Jizhai for dinner before returning to South Bay. After entering the living room, Shen Youran was changing shoes. A furry thing trot out and arched at her feet.

Scared, she stepped back, and Ji Jinchuan walked behind her, her back clinging to his strong chest.

Ji Jinchuan wrapped her arms around her waist and looked down at the little ball at her feet: "Where is the dog?"

Wu Ma took the dumplings to the side and hesitantly said: "Miss Lin picked it up outside."

Ji Jinchuan frowned, his eyes awe-inspiring: "Throw it out."

Wu Ma said: "I have already told Miss Lin, she explained that it will be sent to the pet shop."

Shen Youran changed her shoes into the living room, picked up the skinny puppy, and at first glance it was the stray dog: "Stay and keep it."

Mother Wu glanced at Ji Jinchuan and hesitated: "Young lady, young master doesn't like pets."

Shen Youran smoothed her hair and looked at the man who had never stretched her eyebrows. What quirk was this?

Ji Jinchuan watched her holding the dumplings in a nonstop, very fond manner, and said: "When you have children, you can raise a racially expensive pet dog. This kind of picking up on the street is too ugly."

Wu Ma was shocked. Before Miss Fang wanted to have a pet, the young master refused to compromise. She didn't expect that the young lady liked the pet, but the young master was willing to accommodate her.

Shen Youran knows that he is catering to his own preferences, but he doesn’t like it, and she doesn’t necessarily have to raise it: “It’s okay.”