Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Thank you for recording Nono's childhood, so I won't regret it.

Ji Jinchuan hooked his thin lips, and his deep voice crossed the woman's ear: "Actually, I should thank you even more."

Thank you for choosing to come back to me.

"Huh?" Her tail lightly, with a trace of doubt.

Ji Jinchuan supported her shoulders, pulled her body, and the black eyes were warm and serious: "Youyou, when did you divorce Lin Moan?"

Shen Youran put the album in his hand back on the shelf: "I didn't plan to divorce him."

The curved corner of Ji Jinchuan's mouth was stiff, the blood on his face faded gradually, and the fingers holding her shoulders were tight and tight.

What were they last night?

She was derailed in marriage, he is the object of her derailment?

He gradually increased his strength to squeeze her, she slightly twisted her eyebrows, looked at his indescribable face, and smiled lowly: "It's not me who married him."

On the marriage certificate, Lin Moan's spouse wrote Lin Xia's name. She is Shen Youran, so what does it have to do with her?

"Mrs. Lin is just a title."

Ji Jinchuan's heart trembled fiercely, and he couldn't help it anymore. She took her into her arms, her lips against her ears, and her voice was hoarse and sluggish: "Youyou, fortunately I waited for you, and fortunately you came back."

Shen Youran slowly raised her hand and hugged her lean and strong waist.

She thought that maybe her choice was not wrong, that the unborn child might have no chance with her.

Just like that, while they are still in love with each other and have a good time together, they still have Nono.

She wanted to withdraw from his arms, but was held tightly by him, she said lowly: "Okay, I still want to see the picture of Nono."

Ji Jinchuan kissed her on the face before releasing her.

She took a few albums from the bookshelf, hugged and walked to the desk, and sat down on the leather chair, a book looks like it.

Ji Jinchuan came out of the study and came back after a while, putting the carrying glass next to her.

She looked at the photo album, and he was looking at her next to her, her gentle eyes filled with infinite 绱.

During the three years she was in prison, he went to see her every month, but every time she didn’t see him, he closed himself in the study room when he came back, sometimes drinking, sometimes facing two people in the photo frame on the table Wedding photos dazed.

He repeatedly asked himself, and after she came out and told her the truth, she still did not forgive herself, what should he do?

Learning that she had miscarried in prison, he had no courage to even ask her to forgive.

Now she forgives herself and is willing to return to her side. He is both excited and sad.

Sadly, if he didn't take Fang Yaqing back to South Bay, then their daughter was four years old, and would call his dad with milk and milk, and would be sly at him.

Time passed unconsciously, knocking on the door interrupted the two, and Ji Jinchuan called out with a cry.

Ma Wu pushed the door of the study: "Young Master, Miss Shen, it's time for lunch."

Ji Jinchuan glanced at the little head behind Ma Wu, and then looked at Shen Youran, seeing her sitting motionless, taking the photo album in his hand: "I'm watching after eating."

Shen Youran looked upright and could not wait to read it in one breath. After he took the album away, his thin lips slightly twitched, very similar to when Zino was angry.

Ji Jinchuan looked at her crimson lips and wanted to kiss her, but because of Jino, she had to endure.