Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

After washing the tableware, she came out and planned to return to her room. When she reached the stairs, the sound of a car rang outside.

She paused at her feet, listened carefully, and found that it was indeed not her hallucinations, and went over to open the door.

Black Bentley stopped in the yard, the lights went out, and Ji Shaoheng came out of the car.

Inadvertently looking up, seeing Fang Yaqing standing at the door, he lifted his foot towards her.

When she came to her and saw her staring at him stunned, he frowned slightly: "Wouldn't the pestle let in here?"

She blurted out subconsciously: "Aren't you not coming?"

Ji Shaoheng's evil lips: "I only said that I would come, but I never said that I would not come."

Why are you here now?

Fang Yaqing was sullied, but he didn't dare to complain.

She quickly took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet, and then took over the coat he held in his hand. After he changed the shoes, he picked up his leather shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet.

She placed Ji Shaoheng's coat on the sofa and walked to the kitchen, said: "You take a rest first, the food is cold, I will warm you up."

After a few steps, he stopped at his feet and looked back at him: "If I don't like it, will I cook bowls of noodles for you?"

He has always been picky, so she is not sure whether he will eat hot meals.

"Hot it." Ji Shaoheng was very tired. He sat down on the sofa and removed his tiredness.

Fang Yaqing entered the kitchen. She was fortunate in her heart. Fortunately, she did not dump it just now, otherwise Ji Shaoheng would not have to eat it.

She quickly warmed up the dishes again, brought it out and laid it on the dining table, and looked at the man resting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"It's time to eat."

Ji Shaoheng opened his eyes, washed his hands, then entered the restaurant and sat down.

A table of dishes, he likes to eat.

Fang Yaqing had already eaten it, but when he ate, she also served him with a small bowl of rice.

In the quiet restaurant, the man's voice suddenly sounded: "Aggrieved?"

Fang Yaqing poked his hand at the rice, and then he realized what he was asking.

With a bright smile on her face, she shook her head and said: "You must be busy with work so you arrived late, but no matter how busy you are, you should remember to eat and pay attention to rest."

Ji Shaoheng raised his head and looked at her strangely, and Russia gradually darkened.

"I arrived late on purpose, am I wronged?"

Fang Yaqing held his chopsticks tightly, and the smile on his face remained the same: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm okay, I can wait more."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Shaoheng couldn't help but sarcastically: "You really can bear it."

Fang Yaqing's chest was badly blocked, but she still had a light smile on her face. As if she hadn't said it just now, she didn't hear anything.

She sandwiched the dishes into Ji Shaoheng's bowl and smiled faintly: "Hurry and eat, otherwise it will be cold."

Ji Shaoheng stared at the smile on her face and wanted to tear off her hypocritical face.

He put down the chopsticks heavily, made a bang, and then got upstairs.

Fang Yaqing glanced at the figure that disappeared on the stairs of the second floor. The hand holding the chopsticks was tight and tight. Her annoyance was suppressed by her.

Although he didn't know why he was angry again, fortunately he didn't leave.

She sat in the dining room for a while, slowly got up to pick up the tableware, and went upstairs after washing.