Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Close to the New Year Pass, a cold stream was carried in the cold and freezing air, and the mist was hazy, whether it was early morning or night, it was covered by a cold box.

After the lunch break, Ji Jinchuan entered the working state and had entered the end of the year, so he was busy and had no relationship.

Xiao Chenggang just sent in a batch of documents that were in desperate need of signing. His mobile phone on the table rang and gave a glance at the old house's landline.

The recent days have been very calm, nothing happened, probably to let him and Shen Youran go back to the old house to eat.

He put it in his ear and gave a gentle "feed". Xie Suling's voice came from the end of the phone: "Jinchuan and Shaoheng, they came back from abroad. Today you can take leisurely back to your old house for dinner."

The pen he signed in Ji Jinchuan's hand, because of his distraction, caused the pen to be drawn out.

He tensed his jaw tightly and didn't speak for a while, and Xie Suling's "feeding" sound kept coming from his mobile phone.

The pen was clenched tightly in his palm, his finger bones were whitened, he lowered his head, looked at the place where the sharp pen tip was cut on the document, and after a while, he said: "I know."

He threw the phone aside, rubbed his temples with his hands, and he was too busy lately. He was so busy that he forgot what Ji Yangkun said to him the other day.

Suddenly he whispered, unable to tell whether he was mocking himself or something else, but it sounded cold.

Xiao Cheng glanced at his complexion, and then looked at the document with a long mark: "Ji Zong, let's print the document again."

Ji Jinchuan propped his forehead with one hand, squeezed his cool lips without a word, and the expression on his face was hidden in the shadows.

Xiao Cheng looked at him, took the signed document, and returned.

After get off work, Ji Jinchuan returned to South Bay and entered the living room where Shen Youran was absent. He asked Wu Ma: "What about her?"

Ma Wu took his coat: "In the room upstairs."

Ji Jinchuan loosened his tie and lifted his feet to walk upstairs. Just after stepping on the last step, Shen Youran came out of the bedroom and was wearing clothes that went out.

He paused at his feet: "Mom called you?"

Shen Youran carried a bag between his curved arms. Hearing his words, he wrapped his hand around the scarf and looked at him blankly: "No"

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her dress: "Are you going out?"

"Yes." December 31, the last day of the lunar year, happened to be Zhou Hong's daughter's birthday. Qiu Shaoze called her and went to Zhou Hong's house to celebrate her daughter's birthday.

Ji Jinchuan didn't ask her where to go: "Mom called us to go back to our old house."

"Okay." She returned to her old house and went to Zhou Hong's house. She naturally chose the former, not to mention Xie Suling's personal phone call.

Ji Jinchuan turned around and went downstairs: "Now if you are ready, let's go."

Sitting in the car, she called Qiu Shaoze and told him that she wouldn't go, and Qiu Shaoze had to complain a few words. She didn't explain too much and said the word "sorry" and hung up.

The heater was turned on in the car, and she took off her scarf and put it on her lap: "Mom suddenly asked us to go back, is there anything wrong?"

Ji Jinchuan stared at the front, did not answer her words, she looked at him suspiciously, his profile line was sharp and angular, and his expression was almost expressionless.

She repeated the sentence again, and he said slowly, "Maybe."