Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

He didn't even return his head and walked straight to the office door: "It's none of your business!"

"Shao Heng." Ji Jinchuan stood up suddenly, his jaws tight together. "Before doing anything, you must think clearly. Although Fang Sitong is your daughter, it is also Fang Yaqing."

Ji Shaoheng's hand had already been put on the doorknob, and when he heard his words, he squinted back and sneered: "If you still protect Fang Yaqing, don't blame me for robbing Shen Youran, whether they were five years ago or five years later, the two of them , You can only protect one."

Having finished speaking, he opened the door of the office and went out.

Probably the argument between the two was just too loud. The people in the Secretariat saw him out and secretly aimed at him.

Just now there was news of falling things in the office. Someone had to come in to clean up, but Ji Jinchuan's mood may not be very good at this moment. Feng Yi and Xiao Cheng shoved me and dared not go in.

Ji Shaoheng returned to the office, took the NDA identification on the table, and drove to the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, I saw the nurse holding Fang Yaqing back on the bed.

The middle bed has been folded neatly and appears to have been discharged.

The bed by the window was empty, and everything was still there, it should have been out temporarily.

The nurse helped Fang Yaqing lie down and left. When passing by Ji Shaoheng, he saw him looking handsome and couldn't help but glanced at it more.

If placed in peacetime, Ji Shaoheng will definitely throw a wink at her, or make a wicked smile, and today his face has been stretched.

Fang Yaqing glanced at Ji Shaoheng who was standing at the door, and his face was not good at the moment.

Seeing that he had the same document in her hand as she thought it was a divorce agreement, she said: "We have been separated for two years and we don't need to sign the divorce agreement. We only need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedure."

Ji Shaoheng walked forward two steps, came to the bed, looked at her from the top, her eyes were black and abyssed, and there was a cloud of black mist: "Is Tongtong my daughter?"

Fang Yaqing froze abruptly, the blood on her face faded a little, and she tried to maintain only a few calmness, don't go over it, don't look at his oppressive eyes: "No."

So far, she has not admitted.

Ji Shaoheng threw the paternity test in her face, and the soft and handsome face master expressed an angry expression: "You see clearly!"

The corners of the paper ran across Fang Yaqing's face, with a hint of sharp pain, and a trace of red on the plain face.

The testimonial fell on her lap. Although she had already guessed what it was, she couldn't help but reach out to pick it up.

Seeing a few large characters at the beginning of the paternity test, her pupils shrank sharply, as if something had died in her eyes, turning into a grey silence.

Ji Shaoheng stared at her coldly: "Now you have nothing to say?"

Fang Yaqing's fingers tightened a little, deforming the paper, and the whole body shivered.

She suddenly madly ripped the things in her hands into pieces, trembling with bloodless lips, shouting sharply at him: "Tongtong is mine, it has nothing to do with you!"

In the end, she repeated "She has nothing to do with you" twice in succession, as if admonishing him not to make a big idea.

Ji Shaoheng's eyes became darker and deeper, and deep gloom condensed on his eyebrows: "Even if you tear up a hundred copies, she is also my daughter, which is a fact that you can never change."