Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Shenzhai is an ancient mansion, planted with many sycamore trees older than Shen Youran, even if it is the season of scorching heat, it stands proudly.

The scorching sun shines through the gap, projecting mottled light spots on the tree-lined trails, much like copper coins in ancient times.

Shen Youran was sitting on a wide window sill with a book, because she was in the room, so she wore casually, pink little camisole and shorts, black hair tied into a ball head, and a small face pure and white, It looks like a minor, with a youthful breath.

The foot injury is inconvenient, so she stayed in the room for a week to read, and the meals were sent to the room by the maid~www.readwn.com~ is the best medicine to pass the time.

There was a knock on the door, she shouted in, and the servant pushed the door into the room with the cut watermelon and put it on the table: "Miss II, the master said that you will send a document from the study to the company. "

Four or five days have passed, and her foot is almost injured. She stayed in the room all day, and it is time to go out and walk around. If you go on like this, she might be afraid of mold.

She folded a corner of the book, made a mark, and then closed it: "Got it."

Half an hour ago, the office of President Shen.

After Ji Jinchuan and Shen Yaoting and Gu Jinchen had finished their business affairs, he got up and sorted out his suit jacket, ready to go. Shen Yaoting said, "Mr. Ji, why not have dinner together?"

Shen Yaoting's looking eyes were too obvious, and Ji Jinchuan said nonchalantly: "I have an appointment with Huo Lao."

Everyone in City A knows that Huo Ji and his family were once friends, but because of the accidental death of Hollenan, the relationship between the two is stalemate, so it is not necessarily that Ji Jinchuan can catch up with Huo Lao.

Shen Yaoting knows the origins of Ji Huo and proposes: "Huo Lao likes to taste tea, Ji always can do what he likes, leisurely tea is good, she can let her go with you."

Gu Jinchen gave the document a hand and wrinkled his eyebrows, "Dad, your foot was hurt."

Shen Yaoting's tone was cold: "It's already done."

Gu Jinchen glanced at the expressionless Shen Yaoting, and squeezed his lips tightly, because he was too hard and was pale, and finally he took the project plan in his hand and left the office.

With the sound of the office door closing, Shen Yaoting looked at Ji Jinchuan and asked, "How does Ji feel?"

Ji Jinchuan’s dark pupil, Shen Jing, is indifferent: “If Miss Shen has time to go with me, it would be better.”

Shen Yaoting smiled and said: "I will call her and let her come."

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The servant exited the room, Shen Youran came down from the window sill, took out an off-white dress from the closet, put the ball head off and pierced it into a ponytail, and patted some toner on the face, the skin looked watery It's tender and tender, just like a newly peeled egg.

She went to Shen Yaoting's study, found the document he wanted on the desk, and called Secretary Cheng to confirm it again, carrying the bag out of the door.

This was the first time she stepped into the Shen's building. She reported her name to the lady at the front desk. Although the lady at the front desk hadn't seen her, how many of them could be called Shen Youran?

The lady at the front desk was in her early twenties, with a professional smile on her beautiful face: "Miss II, the president has been waiting for you."

Shen Youran took the presidential elevator directly to the top floor, the elevator “ding” sounded, and the door moved slowly to both sides.

The silhouette of the man standing outside is deep and handsome, and the temperament is outstanding, and the dark eyes are as deep as a quiet pool of water.

Why is he here?