Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

But in the face of her request, he could not bear to refuse.

Actually, I dare not refuse.

He was afraid that Fang Yaqing would not agree to remarry himself.

His Dan Feng's eyes flashed shrewdly and said with a smirk: "Then kiss me and I will bring you down."

Seeing his wicked appearance, Fang Yaqing withdrew his arm: "Never mind, I will go by myself, you go."

"Can't I bring it?" Ji Shaoheng's helpless compromise, he took the bag of garbage and walked back after two steps: "Are you really not kissing me?"

Fang Yaqing urged: "Hurry up and delay my rest."

"Okay." Ji Ershao carried the greasy garbage and left unwillingly.

After he left, Fang Yaqing didn't know what he remembered, and the corner of his mouth slightly bent.

She returned to the room, walked to the window, stood for a while, and saw Ji Shaoheng walked out of the corridor, throwing the trash in her hand into the big trash bin, walking to the car, and then looked back at her Glance.

I saw him take out his mobile phone, bowed his head and did not know what he was doing, and then gave her a mobile phone.

Fang Yaqing was still wondering what he meant, and he heard the phone ringing.

She walked to the table and took the starting point. It was a text message from Ji Shaoheng.

[Wife, forget to tell you, good night. 】

For this title, she was too lazy to correct it again, waved at him, and then closed the curtains.

After a while, the sound of the car came downstairs. She opened the corner of the curtain and saw the black Bentley disappear in the night.

After leaving Fang Yaqing, Ji Shaoheng didn't want to go home, lest he should be chatted about by Ji Yangkun tomorrow morning.

Thinking about it, he didn't go home, but went to the hotel, preparing to stay in the hotel these days.

...

Before 9 o'clock in the morning, Chu Zhenxi was woken up by the doorbell, came downstairs in slippers, and was still sleepy when he went to open the door. The whole person was still not sober.

When she opened the door and saw that the person outside the door was Xie Suling, the whole person was stunned, and the dim sleepiness became clear at once.

"Aunt... Aunt, why are you here?" She couldn't even speak.

Xie Suling was even more shocked than her. She looked at Chu Zhen with astonishment, and then looked at the pajamas she was wearing.

"You and Shao Heng... did you live here last night?"

Seeing her expression, Chu Zhenxi knew she had misunderstood, and she kept waving her hands: "Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Ji Shaoheng, I am here to borrow."

Ji Shaoheng did not come back last night, and this house is in his name. Seeing Chu Zhen dressed like this, how can Xie Suling not misunderstand?

If Ji Shaoheng and Chu cherish something, Xie Suling is rather happy.

"You are all grown-ups, it doesn't matter if you really have anything, and you don't have to be shy, I will definitely let Shao Heng be responsible to you."

Chu Zhenyi cherished an explanation: "Auntie, you really misunderstood. The sentence I said is true. Ji Shaoheng and I are not what you think."

Seeing her seriousness and explaining again and again, the smile on Xie Suling's face also gradually converged: "You and Shao Heng really have nothing?"

Chu Zhen shook his head, and confirmed and affirmed: "No."

Xie Suling's insatiable questioning: "Are you really just borrowing?"

She nodded: "Really, it's truer than pearls."

Xie Suling's disappointment: "Is Shao Heng here last night?"