You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 879 Why should I let myself be wronged

There was a sturdy camphor tree on the south side. The two sat down on a bench under the tree. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting spots of light and shadows on the ground.

In the bedroom on the third floor, Ji Shaoheng stood in front of the window, looking at the two people sitting under the tree with smiles on their faces. He took out his mobile phone, took a picture, and sent it to Fang Yaqing.

In Bai Shiyan's private apartment.

Fang Yaqing gave the design drawings to Bai Shiyan. Bai Shiyan took them, looked at them one by one, and was very satisfied with Fang Yaqing's design.

"Yaqing, it's a waste of your talent to have you as my personal designer."

Fang Yaqing chuckled: "It should be my honor to design clothes for the queen of the screen."

"You are still the best to me and are willing to help me unconditionally." Bai Shiyan put her arm around her shoulders, thinking of what happened between herself and Ji Shaoheng. She felt a little sorry for her and asked tentatively, "How is your relationship with your husband lately?"

Fang Yaqing put away the design draft and said calmly, "That's it."

Bai Shiyan glanced at her and asked casually, "Is your relationship not going well?"

Fang Yaqing showed a pale smile: "We have been married for so many years, there is no good or bad."

She picked up the cup of water and took a sip. The phone in her bag rang. She put down the cup, took out her phone, and saw that it was a text message from Ji Shaoheng.

She clicked on the photo and saw that the man in the photo was looking at the woman in his arms tenderly. The color on her face gradually faded and turned pale.

Bai Shiyan saw her staring at her phone, her face becoming uglier and uglier. She stretched her neck to take a look, but saw nothing: "What's wrong?"

Fang Yaqing put away her phone and said, "I have something else to do so I'll go back first. These are just first drafts. Please take a look at them first and contact me if there is anything you are not satisfied with."

Bai Shiyan nodded while holding the water cup: "Okay."

An hour later, Fang Yaqing returned to Ji's house. She entered the living room and saw Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling playing with little Ji Nuo.

The servant came forward and called out "Second Young Madam" and took her handbag. She walked over and pretended to be ignorant: "Mom, did you bring Nuonuo back?"

Xie Suling said: "It's your elder brother and sister-in-law who are back."

She sat down on the sofa: "Why don't you see them?"

Seeing that little Jinuo was about to fall asleep, Xie Suling lowered her voice and said, "I'm going for a walk."

"Oh." She responded, sat for a while, stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm going back to my room first."

Xie Suling hummed softly and patted the little Jinuo in her arms, with a gentle look like that of a kind grandmother.

Fang Yaqing glanced at little Jinuo in her arms, feeling a tightness in her chest. She then looked away and went upstairs back to her room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ji Shaoheng turned around, raised his arm to look at his watch, and said with a smile: "It's slower than I thought."

Fang Yaqing walked over and looked at the man and woman under the camphor tree through the open window. Her eyes felt dry and she subconsciously clutched the clothes in front of her chest, trying to suppress the pain under her palms.

Ji Shaoheng's evil voice rang in his ears: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to cry?"

She suppressed the discomfort in her heart and closed the window: "No."

"Why let yourself be wronged?" Ji Shaoheng spread his hands and said seductively, "You can ask him for back the wrongs you have suffered in the past few years."

Fang Yaqing looked at him: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell him all this? Or my parents?"

Ji Shaoheng said with a firm look on his face: "You won't."

Fang Yaqing picked up something at hand and threw it at him, but he dodged by turning his head. In response to her annoyance, he smiled even more evilly.

(End of this chapter)