Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"I heard she is back?"

Ji Jinchuan looked down at the wedding ring between his fingers, gently rubbed it twice, and his voice was low and soft: "Yes."

Ji Wenqing looked at the handsome and indifferent face of the man. During the five years that Shen Youran was in prison and disappeared, how did he come? She knew everything.

Especially after Shen Youran disappeared, he was even more crazy than he lost Fang Yaqing, and blindly used work and alcohol to paralyze himself.

Even once at the dinner, he spit blood on the spot and collapsed.

The doctor checked and said that the stomach ulcer was severe.

To this end, Xie Suling found her, she asked help to persuade.

She still remembers now that he pointed to his heart socket painfully and said to her: "Aunt, only then can I not think about her, so that this empty place does not hurt."

Such a proud man, whose face is haggard and decadent, is still like the person with enthusiasm in the mall.

That was probably the most embarrassing Ji Jinchuan she had ever seen.

Her thoughts returned lightly, and she asked, "What are you going to do?"

Ji Jinchuan was a little trance-like, stunned, and said slowly and slowly: "If she wasn't there, it would be like this in this life."

Ji Wenqing looked at him in astonishment. He meant that if Shen Youran didn't return to Ji's house, would he be alone all his life?

Although it was her nephew, Ji Wenqing also felt that he had done too much.

She said lightly: "You shouldn't treat her like that, instead of me, I won't forgive you."

Ji Jinchuan lit a cigarette, and the blue and white smoke filled his eyebrows. He stared at Qiu Ju in front of him, his eyes deep and dark.

After being silent for a while, he said: "Auntie, she asked you for help because you sympathized with her situation. What if I were to change to me now?"

Ji Wenqing said sharply: "You are not worthy of sympathy, because you are self-sufficient."

Hearing the words, Ji Jinchuan chuckled softly, the smoke choked in his throat, he coughed twice, and his heart became more uncomfortable: "Yes, I deserve it."

In this way, Ji Wenqing looked really uncomfortable.

Ji Jinchuan took another deep breath, and the smell of nicotine flowed from his throat to his lungs. The position of his chest hurt a little. He raised his hand and pressed: "A person like me deserves a life alone."

Ji Wenqing looked at his uncomfortable complexion and moved her lips: "I have heard that she is now Mrs. Lin, and she has a new life. Don't bother her anymore Have a good life."

Ji Jinchuan's thin lips moved, his dark voice was weary, and there was a **** smell in his throat, which was pressed down by him, the smoke between his fingers fell to the ground, and the scattered ash and mud were mixed.

"Jinchuan, what's wrong with you?" Ji Wenqing saw that he was not right, seeing his face getting worse and worse, rubbing up and standing up quickly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Jinchuan opened his lips, and the word "all right" had not been spoken. A blood spurted out. The scared Ji Wenqing panicked on the spot.

In the end, Ji Jinchuan was taken to the hospital with severe stomach ulcers, which was already his second vomiting blood.

The doctor repeatedly told Ji Wenqing: "He must eat on time, quit smoking and alcohol, and do not eat spicy and irritating things.

This doctor is an old expert. The first time Ji Jinchuan vomited blood was sent to the hospital, which was also his diagnosis.