Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Shaoheng's eyes were suddenly cold, and his tone was somber: "Fang Yaqing is my wife, she is pregnant with my children, so today you must hand them over to me!"

After drinking the tea in the glass, Ji Jinchuan filled himself again: "If I gave her to you, what would you do to her?"

"He is the second young grandma of Ji's family, and is pregnant with my child, naturally let her live the life of young grandma."

Thinking of the pinch marks on Fang Yaqing's neck that day, Ji Shaoheng's words were unreliable, and Ji Jinchuan said with a grim face: "Her child is not yours."

Ji Shaoheng smiled angrily: "Isn't it my brother or your failure?"

Ji Jinchuan was silent for a moment, his thin lips lightly opened, and he uttered a word: "Yes."

His voice had just dropped, and a crisp sound came after the screen embroidering Hanmei.

His heart suddenly tightened, and there was a vague guess.

Ji Shaoheng laughed evilly, and said to the person behind the screen: "You can come out."

After the screen, Shen Youran sat in a daze, and her feet were broken tea cups. Her right hand kept holding the tea cup posture.

As if time had frozen at this moment, she sat motionless, her mind blank, and her eyes empty.

It wasn't until Ji Shaoheng's voice came again that she slowly recovered and got out of the screen.

Seeing Shen Youran coming out from behind the screen, Ji Jinchuan frowned subconsciously.

Shen Youran walked to Ji Jinchuan and stood in front of him, with a tremor in his voice: "Is the truth you said just now?"

Ji Jinchuan looked at her pale face, avoided her sight, and silenced her lips for a moment, slowly saying: "Don't you all hear it already."

Snapped--

As his voice fell, there was a clear voice.

Shen Youran's numb right hand shook, the blood on his face faded, and the disbelief in his eyes gradually shattered.

Ji Jinchuan stood stiffly, with fingerprints floating on her face, watching her expression of sorrow and disappointment, her hands hanging side by side tightening.

Ji Shaoheng stood aside, looking lively with interest.

Seeing Shen Youran slap Ji Jinchuan slap, and raised an eyebrow unexpectedly, the interest in his eyes grew stronger.

"You bastard!" Shen Youran threw a sentence and rushed out of the teahouse with his face hidden.

Ji Jinchuan stood motionless. He slowly raised his head and looked at Ji Shaoheng aside. His eyes burst out with the chill of the shadow, as if it was destroyed before the darkness came.

Shen Youran drove all the way back to South Bay. She came down from the car and rushed into the living room. She walked upstairs to the guest room.

Fang Yaqing looked at Shen Youran rushing in angrily, and stunned a big sister-in-law.

Shen Youran quickly walked over, opened the closet and took out the clothes hanging inside, lost her sense, and smashed towards Fang Yaqing: "Go away, you get out now!"

Fang Yaqing avoided it and wondered why she suddenly had such a big rage: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Youran stopped the movement of her hand, looked at her coldly, and looked at her abdomen, her tightened fingers seemed to pinch her phalanx, with an endless chill in her eyes: "Get out of South Bay, I don’t want to watch anymore. To you...and your wild seed!"

Fang Yaqing frowned, and compared with Shen Youran's anger, she was very calm: "Even if I were to leave, I would have to wait for my elder brother to come back and hear him say..."

"You don't have to go." The man's mellow voice came from the door of the room.