Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

She thought that perhaps the reason why Lin Moan would never forget it and have always loved her was that they had been with each other since childhood, and their precious feelings had nothing to do with appearance.

After sitting for about an hour, the two came out of the restaurant. Before leaving, Shen Youran said to Lin Xia, "What's the matter calling me."

Lin Xia nodded and squeezed a reluctant smile.

After the two separated, Shen Youran drove to the mall to buy some daily necessities, and then returned home.

At night, as she expected, she received a call from Lin Moan, who asked her how it was.

It was clearly morning in the United States, and the hoarse voice of the man sounded a little haggard, as if there was no rest all night.

"I have already contacted her lawyer. The lawyer asked her to sign a divorce agreement with Huo Hanqian for the last time. If Huo Hanqian does not agree, Lin Xia will sue him."

She had just come out of the bathroom and her hair was still wet, wrapped in a towel on top of her head with a dry towel.

Ji Jinchuan saw this scene when he entered the bedroom. He frowned and went to get a hair dryer with a sullen face. He pulled her over and sat down, spreading the towel and blowing her hair.

Shen Youran did not stop him, let him go.

Lin Moan heard the buzz of the hair dryer on the phone and asked, "What are you doing?"

She switched her phone to the right: "Blowing hair."

Lin Moan guessed that she wasn't blowing her phone, and she couldn't help but teased: "Good treatment."

She got cheap and sold well: "The technique is not professional enough."

Lin Moan was amused by her, and the haze of the past few days has slightly cleared. He rubbed his forehead: "Lin Xia's affairs please you, please call me anytime."

"If she and Huo Hanqian cannot resolve the issue peacefully and need to sue, will you come back when the court starts?"

The man on the other end of the phone was breathless, silent for a moment, and then asked, "She means?"

"No." Lin Xia never mentioned him again except for the first time he met him and asked him if he had done well.

Lin Moan did not answer her words. After a while of silence, the two hung up.

Shen Youran put the phone on the table, leaned his head away from Ji Jinchuan's hand, and took the hair dryer from his hand: "I will come by myself."

Ji Jinchuan just heard her sentence "the technique is not professional enough" and thought she was angry, and she still seemed angry.

She mentioned the court just now, that is to say, are they going to fight with the Huo family?

His dark black eyes locked on her face: "Don't you say, don't you want to intervene?"

Shen Youran turned off the hair dryer, did not even pull the line from the socket, and threw it directly on the table, simply not blowing it: "I am in charge of this matter."

Ji Jinchuan's eyes are slightly convergent, and the cold lips make a cold voice: "Do you want me to break your contact with the outside world?"

Shen Youran's face sank immediately, and his voice was cold and cold: "Don't let me one day hire a lawyer for myself."

Ji Jinchuan was very angry, and his indifferent voice did not fluctuate: "Are you going to make trouble with me?"

Shen Youran sneered: "You don't respect my ideas."

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her soberly, and turned out of the room. The bedroom door was slammed by him.

The loud sound, even the servants in the living room downstairs heard clearly, knowing that the young master and the young lady quarreled.

Wu Ma sighed a little, and Madam Young seemed quiet and soft at ordinary times, but did not expect to be as stubborn as Young Master sometimes.