Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

At that time, he was still thinking that if he was not met today and someone did something rude to her, she must have been slain.

Ji Shaoheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked again before calling: "What is there other than white porridge?"

Probably because of illness, she leaned on the sofa weakly and said lazily: "Jianbao."

Ji Shaoheng frowned, all of them were not nutritious, but because she was a patient, he didn't say much, and then called Yan Hao.

After cutting off the phone, he threw the phone on the coffee table: "How are you doing Shen Xiaoke?"

"Alive." She didn't mind any image, she took a pillow and lay down.

Hearing her saying this, Ji Shaoheng guessed that Shen Xiaoke should have suffered all this time: "I help you so much, don't you say anything?"

Shen Youran raised his head slightly, and met his eyes, his cool eyes puffed with a casual smile: "Please invite you to dinner someday."

"Okay, I'm waiting."

Although Shen Xiaoke was Ji Shaoheng's cousin, he had been in New York for a few years. After that, Shen Xiaoke was framed by Shen Youran, and Ji Shen and the two had no contact.

So this cousin is not at all close, even if he meets unexpectedly outside, he turns a blind eye.

This time, Shen Youran asked him for help again, so he didn't care if Shen Xiaoke had anything to do with him.

After half an hour, Yan Hao bought white porridge and fried buns, as well as some desserts.

Although Shen Youran is very hungry, she still maintains a consistent and elegant posture. In the belly of the warm white porridge, her stomach feels a lot, and she eats some fried buns and desserts.

Ji Shaoheng leaned back on the sofa, drinking coffee slowly, and said: "It's not too much to eat, why is it still so thin?"

Shen Youran lifted the curtain and glanced at him, glancing at the ridiculous smile on his face: "There are no three o'clock and two o'clock now? I haven't eaten from last night to now, would you try it?"

Ji Shaoheng got up and poured her a glass of water again: "Then eat more. These are yours. You can't leave until you finish eating."

Although she hasn't eaten for more than ten hours, Shen Youran has only eaten a third, and the rest has been lost.

She rested for a moment and then got up: "I should go back."

Ji Shaoheng lit a cigarette, and the blue and white smoke overflowed from the nostrils and thin lips, blurring the outline of his beautiful facial features: "Afraid your husband can't find you, worry about you?"

Her tone was taken for granted: "Of course."

Ji Shaoheng smiled, if not knowing that she and Lin Moan were sleeping separately, he would think how good the relationship between them was.

He got up and took the car key from the table: "I'll give you."

Shen Youran did not hesitate to refuse: "No, I will take a taxi myself."

I promised to keep a distance from Ji's family, but today I owe him a favor, so I can't trouble him anymore.

Ji Shaoheng couldn't hear the alienation in her tone, but she didn't take it seriously, and she smiled: "If you fall asleep in the car again, you won't have such good luck."

He walked two steps and saw Shen Youran standing still, looking back at the frowning woman, and slammed the car key in his hand: "Oh, forgot to tell you, your bag is still in my car. "

Shen Youran hesitated for a moment, lifted up to follow, and his eyes fell on his normal walking legs: "What's your leg good?"