Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

In the evening, when Ji Shaoheng was taking a shower in the bathroom, Fang Yaqing took his mobile phone to unlock it, turned to the phone book, found Ji Wenqing's phone, and then saved it in his mobile phone.

The next morning, Ji Shaoheng went to work and sent Tongtong to the school by the way.

After waking up, Fang Yaqing went to the supermarket after breakfast, and started cooking soup when he returned.

Sister Lan asked strangely, "Mrs. Isn't the old man discharged from the hospital last night? Why did you still make soup?"

Fang Yaqing smiled softly: "He just left the hospital, he needs more tonic."

Sister Lan knew: "There are so many servants in the Ji family. The old man wants to drink soup and there will be special people to do it. You are pregnant, but it is better to work less."

"My father-in-law likes to drink my soup, and my daughter-in-law should be filial to him."

Since Ji Yangkun was hospitalized, she could not see him, as if she could only do this for him.

Fortunately, he likes to drink his own soup, otherwise she will feel that she is useless.

After boiling the soup, she packed the soup in an insulated bucket and left the kitchen.

Walking to the coffee table, she picked up the phone above and turned to Ji Wenqing's phone number.

The phone rang for a while and was connected, and at the end came Ji Wenqing's voice: "Hello?"

"Aunt, this is Fang Yaqing." She paused. "Do you have time? I want to meet you."

After making an appointment with Ji Wenqing, she carried the insulated barrel out of the door and drove the new car that Ji Shaoheng bought her to meet with Ji Wenqing.

She lives not far from Times Square, so when she arrives, Ji Wenqing has not yet come.

Ji Wenqing got off the car and saw Fang Yaqing sitting on the square by the pool, next to her was a thermal bucket.

Seeing Ji Wenqing walking towards herself, Fang Yaqing got up with something, and when she approached, she shouted, "Aunt."

Ji Wenqing nodded: "Why don't you find a coffee shop waiting for me? It's windy outside, be careful with the cold."

"It's okay." She thought it seemed weird to carry a thermos bucket into the cafe.

Ji Wenqing asked: "What's the matter with me?"

Fang Yaqing handed her the insulated bucket in her hand: "This is the chicken soup I made for my dad."

Ji Wenqing glanced at the hand she raised, and it seemed that she guessed right, and the soup that made Ji Yangkun praise it was indeed Fang Yaqing.

She reached out and took it: "I will pass it on for you."

Fang Yaqing shook his head: "Just say you did it, don't mention my name."

Ji Wenqing guessed her intention to do this: "This will let me grab your credit for nothing."

"I didn't deliberately please him, but I felt that he was sick by me and Shao Heng, so I wanted to do something for him. If he knew that I made this soup, I'm afraid he wouldn't drink it. "

Ji Wen is silent. Although this matter has passed for many days, the eldest brother is still angry, so he really will not drink this soup, and will let people take it away after knowing it.

Fang Yaqing's voice was very gentle. Xu sucked the cold wind with a trace of husky: "Whether you made this soup or I made it, isn't our intention to make his body better? So yes There is no difference."

Her remarks moved Ji Wenqing, her heart is reflected in this soup.

Ji Wenqing smiled lightly: "You are more sensible than before."

There was another sentence she didn't say, and it was better than before.