Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Jinchuan's woman's shelf life is only three months. During this period, if he needs to be on call, he can't go to the company to find him or make trouble. After three months of breaking up, he must not be entangled.

The outside world is rumored to have a weak and indifferent nature, but the woman who wants to climb onto his bed is chasing.

Because he is not only rich and powerful, but also generous to women, there will be a considerable breakup fee at the end of three months.

Ji Jinchuan never stayed again, opened the door and left, and the room was still filled with joy | the breath of love after the love.

Shen Youran took the check on the bedside table, looked at the numbers on it, and raised a smile of self-deprecation at the corner of her mouth, half a million, her first night...

I did it a total of three times just now, because Gu Jinchen didn't need it, so she gave her most precious thing to a stranger.

This man, no matter in appearance or family background, is no worse than Gu Jinchen, so she does not suffer, does she?

But why does it hurt in my heart, the kind of pain that is abandoned by others but unwilling.

There was a cold liquid in the corner of her eyes slowly sliding down. She bit her wrist desperately to keep her from crying.

...

The Shen's house has been passed down for generations. It is a retro mansion like an old castle. The walls of the red house are covered with green vines, which are eye-catching in the sun.

The tall sycamore tree in the house is tall and tall, the flower garden is beautiful and beautiful, the fountain is like the scattered flowers of the nymph, and it is cool and comfortable to stroll on the tree-lined path in the summer.

Shen Youran let people move a chaise lounge on the lawn beside the flowerbed. She was reading a book quietly on the chaise lounge. A cup of coffee was placed on the transparent glass table next to it. .

Zhang Ma came happily: "Miss Two, Master, they come back."

"Got it." She answered, closed the book in her hand, and adjusted her emotions back to the living room.

On the sofa in the living room was an elderly man in a flowered suit, dressed in a Chinese costume, holding a finely carved cane in his hand, carrying a jade jade finger on his thumb, and meticulously combing his gray hair.

He was seated by a couple of dusty servants, a man in a suit and leather shoes, a woman in a dark purple cheongsam, a beige shawl on his shoulders, noble and graceful.

She changed shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room: "Grandpa, Dad, Mom."

Shen Yaoting nodded faintly. Compared with Shen Yaoting's coldness, Tang Huiru stepped forward and pulled her, touching her thin cheeks, with tears in her eyes: "Your leisurely, you are thin."

Her mouth was slightly open, and she was about to speak, only to hear a cold hum from the quiet living room. She looked around, and Master Shen looked at her with a pretentious gaze: "Also know to come back!"

She pursed her lips lightly and said nothing.

Throughout the Shen family, Mr. Shen has always disliked her, because when Tang Huiru was pregnant with her, the doctor misdiagnosed it as a son. Mr. Shen was happy and broke, but was born as a daughter.

And because Tang Huiru was bleeding when she was born, she could no longer give birth, so the single pass of the Shen family was broken here in Shen Yaoting.

A family business like the Shen family always needs someone to inherit. Mr. Shen intends to let him raise a woman and give birth to a son, and then take him back to the Shen family and send the woman away from city A with money.

Shen Yaoting and Tang Huiru are high school classmates. The university has established a love relationship and has been in a good relationship for many years.

As for Shen Shen’s proposal, Shen Yaoting strongly disagreed, and the two often quarreled about it. Mr. Shen had been mad at the hospital.