Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Shaoheng's head turned sideways, avoiding the pouring of warm water, and half a glass of water was poured on the sofa.

He raised his hands to touch the water stains on his clothes: "Sister-in-law, don't be so excited, is it because I didn't do anything to you, and I was annoyed when I was disappointed?"

Shen Youran put down the glass and stared at him: "I am your sister-in-law!"

Ji Shaoheng nodded: "I know."

She said word by word: "So, please treat me with respect."

Ji Shaoheng raised his eyebrows: "When did I disrespect you?"

Her mouth opened slightly, the butler just came in from outside, she closed the lips gently, and her face was cold.

The butler entered the living room, glanced at Ji Shaoheng with a smile, and then looked at the expressionless Shen Youran, realizing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and silently retracted his gaze and stood aside.

Ji Shaoheng put two cigars in his hand into the ashtray and looked at the butler: "I changed the sofa cushion."

Although the housekeeper was puzzled, he responded obediently: "Yes, the second young master."

Shen Youran glanced at the smiling Yun Danfengqing Ji Shaoheng and got upstairs.

...

At night, the house is brightly lit and majestic under the cold night, like a veiled castle.

Ji Jinchuan had entertainment at night, and came back a little late, at 11 o'clock in the night, the servants had fallen asleep.

He was pulling up his tie while preparing to go upstairs. Hearing the sound from the kitchen, he stepped down and turned towards the kitchen. Fang Yaqing came out carrying the cooked supper, and the two of them touched the front.

Fang Yaqing looked at his clothes: "Just returned?"

Ji Jinchuan nodded gently, seeing that she was also wearing a suit, guessing that she should have just returned, and said calmly and calmly: "Sleep early after eating."

Fang Yaqing arrived at home only about ten minutes or so. When he first entered the company, he had a lot of work. He was so busy that he didn’t even eat dinner. When he got home, he didn’t have time to change his clothes. Then he cooked in the kitchen. "

Ji Jinchuan was about to go upstairs. After hearing her words, he paused slightly: "No."

Fang Yaqing saw him going and said, "Do you remember what you said?"

Ji Jinchuan pursed his lips in silence, and after a while, thin lips lightly opened: "I don't remember."

Fang Yaqing did not give him the opportunity to escape, staring at his tall and wide back, saying one word at a time: "You said, you must try my craft if you have a chance."

Ji Jinchuan stared blankly at the front, his dark dark pupil glowed with cool light, and the tone was dim and sad: "You have forgotten the past."

Fang Yaqing walked over, put the noodle bowl on the dining table, and paced behind him, his hands wrapped around his waist, hugged him from behind, his head against his broad back: "Can you forget?"

Realizing that his body was slightly stiff, Fang Yaqing tightened his arms even more, hugged him tightly, sniffed deeply with his eyes closed, and smelled the smell of mint and tobacco on his clothes, which she always liked, and so The taste has not changed for many years.

Ji Jinchuan stood stiffly, his lips twitching into a straight line. After a while, he tore her arms apart, his lips slightly tilted, with a thin husky: "I don't remember."

Hearing the words, Fang Yaqing's face was suddenly white, and he subconsciously roared, without the noble and elegant elegance: "I don't believe it!"

Ji Jinchuan turned to face her with a touch of warmth: "Whether you believe it or not, I will only be your elder brother in the future, and Shao Heng is your husband. Your identity."