Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Shen Youran looked at Ji Jinchuan with a lingering clear light in her eyes: "Ji President, yesterday you broke into a private house, I won't care about you. I told you clearly that you are not welcome here, you can go."

Ji Jinchuan said indifferently: "I put things in and leave."

She refused coldly: "I don't need it."

"These were bought by Nono for you with pocket money, it was his intention."

Indirectly, she was telling her that these fruits were not bought by him, so that she did not have to be so repulsive.

Shen Youran hesitated for a moment and extended a hand: "Give me."

Ji Jinchuan gave her a deep look and handed the bag to her hand. The fingertips of the two of them inevitably touched together. Shen Youran took the bag and ended the short touch.

Ji Jinchuan retracted his hand casually, copied it into his trouser pocket, and gently rubbed his fingertips twice.

Shen Youran took the bag and threw the door coldly.

Ji Jinchuan responded quickly and took two steps back. After a loud noise, the door was only a finger wide away from the tip of his nose.

If the reaction is slower, then his nose will not be wanted.

He turned sideways, about to leave, and heard Jinowa yelling inside.

"Of course, would you eat this for dinner?"

His footsteps froze, his eyebrows slightly twisted, and he secretly wondered which one was this?

The woman’s soft voice sounded: “It’s only eaten once in a while, it doesn’t matter.”

Zino's pitiful voice was a little bit coquettish: "Let me taste it."

"No, instant noodles are junk food."

Hearing that she was eating instant noodles, Ji Jinchuan's brows were tighter, and Lin Moan didn't have time to take care of her. Why didn't you hire a nanny?

She is still ill and she only eats instant noodles. No wonder she looks so thin.

In the living room, Shen Youran ignored Zino's sullen expression and threw the instant noodles into the trash can: "You are still growing up, this kind of nutritious things are not allowed to eat, I will wash your fruit for you."

Zino volunteered: "I help you."

He picked up the fruit bag placed on the coffee table, but it didn't move, and he tried it with all his strength. The bag was still intact. He looked at Shen Youran and said, "Ran."

"I'm coming." Shen Youran grinned softly, carrying the bag and walking towards the kitchen. Zino walked to her side, holding her arm.

After washing the fruit and coming out of the kitchen, Shen Youran tuned to a children's program and accompanied him to watch TV.

Soon after, the doorbell rang and Shen Youran got up to open the door. Zino moved faster than her: "I will open the door."

Opening the door, there is Feng Yi standing outside, Jinuo cunningly called: "Aunt Feng, are you okay?"

Feng Yi carried a few bags in his hand: "I bought rice, and there is hot cocoa you like to drink."

Zino's eyes suddenly lighted up: "Hot cocoa is just fine for me, I don't need any meals, I have already eaten it."

Feng Yichao glanced at the sofa, only to see the woman's dark, thick curly hair: "You are not alone in the room."

Zino was a clever kid, and when she said that, he instantly understood.

I just threw the instant noodles in. She hadn't eaten dinner yet. It was really the time when Aunt Feng sent it.

Shen Youran saw Jinuo talking to someone outside the door. She got up and walked to the door, squinting at Feng Yi: "Secretary Feng."

Feng Yi came home from get off work, took a shower and changed clothes to go shopping, and then received a call from Ji Jinchuan.