Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"I'll do it myself." Shen Youran threw the half-burnt picture on the ground, and then picked up everything else, and took it all and burned it.

Ji Jinchuan kicked a step under his foot and the photo ran under the desk.

After the burn finished, Shen Youran gradually recovered his calmness, but his delicate face was still pale and frost-like.

Ji Jinchuan took her into her arms, with a gentle tone of coax: "It's alright, let's go."

Shen Youran nodded and walked outside the office.

Ji Jinchuan was one step behind her, quickly stooped to pick up the picture under the table, put it in his coat pocket, walked long legs forward, wrapped her shoulders, and the two left the office.

After getting out of the building and getting in the car, Ji Jinchuan turned to look at her pale face that had not recovered: "Will you go to Shenzhai?"

Shen Youran shook her head: "Send me home." After a moment of silence, she added, "Go back to Mo An."

"Good." Ji Jinchuan followed her and drove her back to Hanyuan Yayuan.

Outside the community, Shen Youran pushed the car door and got out of the car with a bag. Because she was absent-minded, she didn't even greet her and entered the community.

Ji Jinchuan looked through the car window and looked at the figure walking farther and farther, seeming to haunt a layer of desolation.

In the past five years, besides miscarriage, what happened to her?

It was not until Shen Youran disappeared in front of his eyes that he took out a picture from the pocket of his coat.

The picture is a chaotic place, which looks like a bar. Shen Youran is mixed with a group of people, with deep eyes, a wilted look, and thin cheek cheeks protruding.

She held a cigarette in her right hand and put it in her mouth to smoke, as did the people next to her. Everyone had an expression of enjoyment.

marijuana!

He frowned, and found that some of the prohibited drugs were on the table that had been photographed for half a year.

As he was shocked, he squeezed the picture in his hand and the bones creaked.

What did she experience, how could she smoke that kind of thing!

...

Lin Moan left the nursing home at seven in the evening and drove home.

He came out of the elevator and saw Ji Jinchuan standing at the door of his house, throwing five or six cigarette butts at his feet, and half of the smoke in his right hand.

He approached the man with a cold face: "It didn't take long for him to be reconciled and quarreled again?"

Ji Jinchuan spit out the smoke ring in his mouth: "You go to see if she has anything to do, and then we find a place to sit down and talk."

Lin Moan didn't ask what happened, nodded, took out the key and opened the door, and walked in.

Ji Jinchuan glanced at the open door, and Shen Youran was not in the living room. He wanted to follow up, and the door was shut by Lin Moan with a bang.

Lin Moan came out of Shen Youran's bedroom and pushed open the door without knocking.

Shen Youran stood in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't respond even when he pushed the door in.

Lin Moan casually found a reason to talk to her: "Is dinner made at home or eat outside?"

Shen Youran lowered her eyes and said lowly: "At home, I'm a little tired today, I don't want to go out."

"Okay, then I'll go buy groceries." Lin Moan glanced at her, retreated, and closed the door.

Came to the living room, Lin Moan received a glass of water, took two sips, put down the glass, came to the entrance, opened the door, and Ji Jinchuan was still standing outside.

Ji Jinchuan just pulled a cigarette into the drunk and was about to ignite. When he saw him come out, he took the smoke from his mouth and asked, "How is she?"