Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

He raised his eyebrows, his expression a bit gloomy, a little bit of his thumb, deleted the video on his phone, got out of the study, and passed the bedroom down the stairs.

In the living room downstairs, there were one or two servants who didn't sleep. When he saw him coming down, he called a master, and he pointed at one of them casually, letting her make a supper, and ordered to be lighter.

The maid entered the kitchen with a cry. He went to the coffee machine and tried to make coffee without knowing what he remembered. He put down the picked coffee beans and took a glass of water before drinking it. He drunk unconsciously.

Thinking of the video just now, he couldn't help squinting, even if it was a strange number, he could guess who it was.

When Ji Shaoheng came down from the upper floor, the maid happened to come out of the kitchen with a supper. There was no one else in the living room except Ji Jinchuan, so it was not difficult to guess who the supper was for.

He smiled, and said indifferently: "Big brother is still eating supper?"

He was wearing a dark blue bathrobe and his slightly open neckline exposed his chest with obvious and ambiguous scratches.

Ji Jinchuan stood up without a word, picked up the servant’s supper on the coffee table, glanced indifferently at Ji Shaoheng, and passed by with him, his voice slowly said: "Don’t take it between husband and wife. It came out and preached."

Ji Shaoheng turned his head and looked at the man walking towards the stairs. Dan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were choppy haze.

Will his big brother be more and more tolerant, or will he not be stimulated at all?

He couldn't understand it.

Ji Jinchuan returned to the bedroom, looked at the figure in front of the window, and twisted the doorknob.

Shen Youran, wearing cotton pajamas, stood in front of the window and looked at the gloomy night outside. I didn't know what to think. The dark hair was draped over her, and the light gave her a soft feeling.

He entered the room and closed the door easily: "I saw your appetite at night and asked the maid to make you a supper."

Shen Youran turned around, looking at the handsome face of the man, with a smile on his face, the clear black eyes glowing brightly under the light: "Can't eat."

Ji Jinchuan put the things in his hands on the table and hugged her a few steps forward. The two people were separated by her bulging belly. He condensed her quiet face and whispered: "I don’t mind if you care He is worried and doesn’t mind you thinking about him at the moment, but I mind that you don’t eat well because of his business and are hungry for our children."

Does any man mind his wife thinking about other men?

Shen Youran understood in his heart that he said that he wanted her to relax her mind, so that she would not have to struggle, contradiction, or burden.

This man is really good to her.

She raised her head slightly, lowered the mist pressure on her eyes, sucked her nose, and suddenly smiled, the tears in her eyes flashed: "I always thought that after Gu Jinchen, I would never dare to love again, too hurt, too Pain, fortunately...fortunately..."

She said fortunately for two consecutive times, not incoherently, but her voice choked.

Needless to say later, Ji Jinchuan can guess what.

He leaned over and kissed her wet eyes. The dense eyelashes swept across his jaw like a brush, with a slight cool feeling, but it made his whole heart warm.

His lips left her eyes and whispered: "Tell me, what was thinking just now?"

She lowered her eyelashes with a husky voice: "I was thinking, what should I do if Gu Jinchen was not rescued."