Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Probably after crying in the cemetery for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen, her skin was very white with black clothes, and she was fair and bright under the light.

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her lightly, "Uh".

Fang Yaqing lowered his head and smiled at himself: "Because I am married to Ji's family? Is it Ji's family?"

He responded softly: "Yes."

Fang Yaqing laughed ironically: "The feelings of your two brothers are really good, and even this kind of thing can do it for you."

Ji Jinchuan placed the medicine on the table and said in a deep voice: "I should go back."

As soon as he turned around, Fang Yaqing was hugged from behind. Fang Yaqing couldn't cry, and his tone begged with low voice.

"Stop not going?"

Ji Jinchuan broke her hand, and her voice froze: "I'm your elder brother, don't do this again in the future."

He stepped up and walked toward the door. Fang Yaqing looked at his tall back and shouted loudly: "Don't you want to know, how have I been all these years?"

Ji Jinchuan paused at his feet without looking back. His eyes fell on the front door: "Shao Heng is very good to you."

"Very good?" Fang Yaqing laughed, her laughter filled with self-deprecation and sadness. She lifted her hand to unbutton her clothes. Her voice suddenly changed, with anger and hatred. "You see how good I am."

Ji Jinchuan turned around and saw that she unbuttoned the top three buttons, then pulled with both hands to reveal the scenery on her chest.

As she pulled apart the clothes, Ji Jinchuan's eyes showed a shock, and the black pupil seemed to have something broken and disappeared.

Fang Yaqing wore a red lace corset with a very **** color. However, the large skin on her chest was not as fair and smooth as milk Luo, but blue and purple, which was shocking.

His voice was dumb and he couldn't make a sound for a long time: "These are..."

"These are all left by Ji Shaoheng." Fang Yaqing looked at him, and her angry expression distorted her face a little bit. "The old injuries are not good and the new ones are added. My life in these six years is not as good as death." "

Ji Jinchuan moved his lips: "You just went to New York, I have inquired, he is very good to you, how could..."

Fang Yaqing smiled sarcastically: "Ji Shaoheng had long guessed that you would do this, and when someone found a sneak shot, he deliberately made a loving look with me."

This was something that Ji Jinchuan didn't think of. He thought that Ji Shaoheng really liked Fang Yaqing, and he would get her by that means.

Ji Jinchuan looked at her pale white paper face, stepped forward to grab her clothes, and pulled back, but was grabbed by Fang Yaqin.

Fang Yaqin looked at him: "Do you still think I am happy?"

Ji Jinchuan was silent, his face shrouded in dark blue, and after a while, he said: "Why should he..."

Fang Yaqing's eyes were red, and there were tears in his eyes: "Because I grabbed something from you."

Ji Qingchuan moved his lips a bit, and his throat seemed to be stuck with glue, making no sound.

In addition to his guilt, he felt a deep guilt.

The vivid feeling seemed to tell him that he had been far more wrong, and how ruthless he had been.

Fang Yaqing looked at his painful expression: "I know I regret it? But it is too late. Every pain and torture I have experienced in these six years is brought to me by you."

He hugged his head, inserted his fingers in the hair of the black head, and said lowly and sadly: "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."