Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Although it was only a little bit, she felt it clearly.

The feeling was exactly the same as when she liked Jinchuan last season, so she was a little scared at the moment.

If you really like Ji Shaoheng, it will eventually be the tragedy of her life.

Because Ji Shaoheng cannot marry her, and she will leave in a few days.

Fang Yaqing was silent until he reached Tanxi's residence.

Tanxi opened the door, snapped on the light on the wall, and pushed the box into the living room. The voice said cheerfully: "Come in, and think of it as your own home in the future."

Fang Yaqing followed behind her and walked over to sit down.

Tanxi carried her suitcase into the guest room and poured her a glass of water: "Hungry or not, do you want supper?"

She took the cup and held it in her palm and shook her head.

Tanxi saw her face was not very good and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No." She took a sip of water and put down the cup to get up. "I'm a little tired. I want to rest."

"Okay, then you rest early. I have prepared toiletries for you in the room. If there is something missing, just tell me, or we will buy it tomorrow after get off work."

Tanxi’s small apartment is not big, only one bedroom and guest room, Fang Yaqing knows which bedroom, so she went to another room.

After taking a bath, she blew her hair to bed and lay down, not knowing whether it was a new environment or something else. She could not sleep tossing and turning, and she kept thinking of Ji Shaoheng's angry face.

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After Fang Yaqing left, Ji Shaoheng kicked the coffee table angrily, and all the things on it turned to the ground in a mess.

He was like an angry beast with angry anger in his heart, but nowhere to vent, the green muscles on his forehead burst.

He didn't want to stay longer in this place, picked up the car key on the ground, and strode away.

Back home, thinking of Fang Yaqing, who was determined to go, he went to Fang Sitong's room.

Fang Sitong was still asleep, heard the sound of opening the door, and plucked his small head from the quilt: "Dad."

He walked over to sit down by the bed and touched her head: "Why haven't you slept so late?"

Fang Sitong's voice was soft and soft: "Can't sleep."

Although he was in a bad mood, when facing his daughter, he had a reluctant smile on his face: "It's late, go to bed quickly."

"I dreamed about mommy last night."

Mentioning Fang Yaqing, Ji Shaoheng's head burned with anger, and he controlled his temper, "huh".

"I dreamed that Mommy didn't want me anymore." Xu was thinking of that dream, Fang Sitong grieved.

The child's dream is true.

To be really just a dream, Ji Shaoheng can coax her, but Fang Yaqing really does not want her.

His lips moved, and only two words came out: "Sleep."

Fang Sitong got up from the bed and grabbed his hand: "Dad, after school tomorrow, will you take me to mommy?"

There was already empty, and I couldn't see her mum when I went there. Ji Shaoheng made an excuse: "Daddy will work overtime tomorrow,"

"Then let Uncle Yan take me."

"Uncle Yan is also very busy."

Fang Sitong deflated his mouth and was a little unhappy.

Ji Shaoheng squeezed her face: "It's time to sleep."

Fang Sitong does not give up: "Then I will wait for you to come back from get off work tomorrow, can I talk to mommy?"

Knowing not to give her an answer, she must be unhappy again. Ji Shaoheng nodded helplessly: "Okay."