Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Compared with the lively Ji family, Fang Yaqing is relatively deserted here.

After eating alone, she sat on the sofa and watched TV.

It was obviously a festive show on TV, but she could not see anything, and her ears were deaf.

Her eyes were empty without any focal length, her eyes were numb and dull, and the water she was holding was cold.

Although in Paris, she and Tongtong's lives were not good, but at least during the Chinese New Year, she could be with her daughter, and she was not alone.

And this year, she felt that this New Year's Eve was too hard to make her tremble with coldness.

This is the Regal Villa area, with bright lights outside, and the sound of fireworks exploding in the sky.

But no matter how lively it was outside, she couldn't warm her a cold heart.

At ten o'clock, she put down the glass and got up, took the mobile phone on the coffee table and returned to the room. At that moment, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

The clear and cold living room, a sudden ringing bell, very harsh.

She glanced down at Ji Shaoheng's phone, and her heart suddenly jumped twice.

Her first reaction was to rush to open the door, but there was no one outside.

She laughed at herself, and at this time the Ji family must be very lively, how could he bring Tongtong to her here.

She crossed the phone that was still ringing and put it to her ear, the voice was slightly hoarse: "Hello..."

"Mommy." Fang Sitong's soft voice came.

"Tongtong." Her face was delighted, and she rubbed her dry eyes. "It's so late, are you still asleep?"

"not yet."

Fang Yaqing went upstairs while talking: "Are you happy tonight?"

Fang Sitong pouted: "Unhappy."

From her low voice, Fang Yaqing also heard unhappy: "What's wrong?"

Fang Sitong said truthfully: "Today is New Year's Eve, the family is very lively, but there is no mummy."

Hearing her say, Fang Yaqing choked with a sore throat, like a thorn in his throat, and there was a white mist rising from his eyes, slowly gathering at the corners of his eyes, his vision blurred.

She covered her lips and didn’t let herself cry. She only spoke for a while: "Tongtong, it’s okay, Mommy will be with you on New Year’s Eve next year."

She was just comforting her daughter. She didn't even know what happened tomorrow, let alone next year.

Even if she said so, Fang Sitong's mood was not much better, and the voice was small and he should say "Oh".

"Tongtong, please listen to your father at home. Mommy has prepared a red envelope for you, and I will give it to you next time."

"Then I will let my dad take me tomorrow." Fang Sitong was happy when she heard that Mummy had prepared a red envelope for her.

Fang Sitong was originally lying in the bed, but really wanted mommy, he begged Ji Shaoheng to call Fang Yaqing.

Ji Shaoheng refused at the beginning, she said that this was the New Year's wish, and Ji Shaoheng only met her request.

As soon as the phone was dialed, he gave Fang Sitong, but Fang Sitong accidentally touched the hands-free button, so Ji Shaoheng also heard what the two said.

Hearing Fang Yaqing explaining that Nian accompanied Tongtong on New Year's Eve, Ji Shaoheng's eyes suddenly became darker, mixed with a little complexity.

Tonight is a new year, and the end of the new year is two years to Xie Suling.