You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 430 What's going on between you and Xue Ling?
Jian Rui had all sorts of guesses in her mind, but for the sake of her daughter's face, she lied, "Maybe it's too late."

Ji Jinchuan did not expose her and walked out of the hotel along the corridor with Shen Youran in his arms.

After leaving the restaurant, Ji Jinchuan and Xue Jie went to the parking lot to pick up the car, while Shen Youran and Jian Rui waited there.

Jian Rui hesitated for a moment, then said to Shen Youran, "Youran, I really didn't know that you and Jinchuan were married. If there's anything I'm sorry about, don't take it to heart. I'll persuade Lingling not to bother you again."

She is a reasonable person.

Shen Youran put her hands in the pockets of her coat, the rabbit fur on her sleeves fluttering in the wind, her plain face was delicate and pretty, and her gentle and quiet appearance was elegant. "Mrs. Xue, you are too kind."

Although it was their first meeting, Jian Rui had a good influence on her: "You can call me Aunt Jian like Jinchuan."

She smiled lightly and called softly, "Aunt Jane."

The two came out of the parking lot one after the other. The Maybach stopped in front of Shen Youran. After saying goodbye to Jian Rui, Shen Youran sat in the passenger seat.

After the car drove onto the main road, she asked, "Are you going back to the old house so late?"

Ji Jinchuan raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was eight forty. It would take an hour to get back to the old house. He would definitely be nagged by Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling when he got back, and he would definitely be delayed until very late.

"If it's too late, we can stay at the old house tonight."

Shen Youran pursed her lips and remained silent. After a moment, she slowly said, "I'd better take a taxi back to South Bay. You can go back to the old house alone."

Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling didn't agree with her in the first place. Now that this has happened, they will definitely think that she is not keeping Ji Jinchuan's heart, and may even try to persuade her to divorce indirectly. How will those servants look at her?

Ji Jinchuan drove in silence. After waiting for a long time without seeing his response, she looked at him and didn't dare to say it again. She propped her head up and looked at the scenery flashing by outside the car window. An hour later, they arrived at the Ji family's old house. They got out of the car together, and Shen Youran took his arm.

The two men entered the living room, where Xie Suling had been waiting for them, looking serious as if he was going to hold a trial.

The servant came forward and took over their coats and Shen Youran's handbag. Ji Jinchuan took her in his arms and walked over to sit down: "Mom."

The servant brought hot tea, and Shen Youran held it in his hand to ease the depressing atmosphere.

Ji Jinchuan spoke in a low and deep voice: "What's the matter with calling us back?"

She called to ask Ji Jinchuan to come back alone, but he brought Shen Youran with him. Xie Suling glanced at Shen Youran, threw the newspaper in her hand on the table, looked at Ji Jinchuan and asked, "What's going on between you and Xue Ling?"

Ji Jinchuan pursed his thin lips into a straight line, his deep black eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint light floating in them: "That's not the case."

Xie Suling looked unhappy: "It's all in the newspapers, and from the photos I can see that you took the initiative."

The last sentence was like a dull thud hitting Shen Youran's heart. The water in the teacup accidentally spilled out and flowed down her slender fingers onto the carpet.

Fortunately, her hands were cold, and after holding the cup in her hands for a while, the temperature was just right and not hot.

Ji Jinchuan's eyes were on Xie Suling, so he didn't notice anything unusual about her.

He took the initiative to approach her, but he just wanted to tease Xue Ling. He looked at the newspaper on the coffee table and glanced at the photo: "The person who took the photo got a good angle."

(End of this chapter)