Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

After having breakfast, Ji Jinchuan watched a little watch: "Go up and change clothes."

She looked at him puzzled: "Going out?"

Ji Jinchuan took her back to her bedroom: "I just have time to go out with you on the weekend to relax."

Back in the bedroom, Ji Jinchuan opened the closet, took a set of his own clothes from inside, and changed quickly: "I'm waiting for you downstairs." Then he left the room.

Shen Youran changed her clothes and went downstairs. The man leaned on the handrail of the stairs and waited for her. She stepped down the steps: "Where are you going to take me?"

She wore an off-white sweater inside, a knee-length long leather powder coat outside, carrying a handbag between her right arm, a pair of flat boots on her feet, wrapped in slender legs, and dark, soft hair over her shoulders On the face, the cheeks are pure and delicate.

She walked to the last step, Ji Jinchuan stretched out a hand to her, she put her hand on his palm, he pulled her down the step, the big palm wrapped her soft hand: "Take you most wanted Places to go."

She looked at him blankly.

He kissed her on the cheek and hugged her and walked out of the living room: "You know when you go."

While waiting for the traffic lights at a crossroads, she asked: "Are you going back to Shen's house?"

The man paid attention to the indicator light in front of him, placed his right hand on the steering wheel, and when he heard her, he looked at her sideways: "Do you want to go to the Shen family most?"

She lipped her lips and said nothing.

After the car got on the viaduct, she drove northwards, and then got on the high-speed highway. She looked sideways at the man driving. Is this going to another city?

It took three hours from city A to Wuzhen to arrive at Wuzhen at exactly half past eleven.

Standing on the Qingshi Bridge, looking at the familiar town, Shen Youran's eyes were warm for a while, and hazy mist gathered at the bottom of his eyes.

After leaving Wuzhen at the age of thirteen, it has been ten years since she never returned.

Although Wuzhen has changed a lot in this decade, it still looks like she remembers.

It is still a blue-brick building. There will be one or two pomegranate trees in front of each door. The weathered couplet is attached to the door. The end of the stone bridge is still selling sugar, but the owner is no longer the dark gray man. The old man in cotton cloth, but a middle-aged woman.

She turned to look at the man leaning against Maybach smoking under the bridge. He was wearing a dark black coat, tall and tall, and his cold face deepened in the blue smoke.

The man is also looking at her, his eyes are warm, as if there is ice and snow melting, little by little spilled into her heart, making her heart soft.

Those extremely dark eyes overflowed with rare tenderness, as if something was calling her, and she couldn't help walking towards him, wanting to return to him without delay, the pace under her feet The faster he walked, he eventually became a trot.

Ji Jinchuan watched the woman standing on the stone bridge run down the stone steps, regardless of coming to himself, his heart jumped to his throat, threw the smoke in his hand on the ground, and stepped forward, hugged and hugged woman.

Shen Youran rushed into his arms, hugged his waist, his cheeks pressed against his cardigan, and he felt his warm body temperature across the fabric. After a while, she said in a dull voice: " Thank you."

Ji Jinchuan held her arm in one hand and touched her head in the other, with a low voice and a chuckle: "As long as you are happy."