Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Thin light shines into the room through the gaps in the curtains. The woman in the room is sleeping, and the bathrobe is thrown on the ground.

When the knock on the door came, Shen Youran sat up holding the painful head in the strange environment. The soreness from her body made her chaotic consciousness gradually clear.

The knock on the door continued, and she pulled up the bedding, covering the traces on her body, and raised her voice: "Please come in."

Ma Wu pushed in the door and was surprised when she saw the two bathrobes thrown on the ground, and then put the clothes on her hand on the side stool: "Miss Shen, it's time to get up.

She rubbed her temples: "Thank you."

After Ms. Wu left, she took the clothes on the stool. In addition to the professional attire for work, she also had a new set of underwear, exactly her size.

She got dressed and went downstairs. Ji Jinchuan had breakfast in the restaurant. The morning light shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. A light halo sprinkled on his body, and the cold outline was quiet and picturesque.

Wu Ma saw her come down and took out her breakfast from the kitchen: "Miss Shen, your breakfast."

She sat across from Ji Jinchuan, the man on the opposite side had run out of breakfast, reading the newspaper gracefully, her knuckle-shaped fingers slightly transparent in the morning light.

What she remembered last night was not clear. She only knew that the sinking of confusion was true, and his heavy gasps in his ears.

In her absence, Ji Jinchuan raised her head to look at her, saw her staring at her in a daze, and asked, "Not fit?"

She immediately looked back and took a sip of milk: "No, it was just a lot of drinking last night, and her head hurts."

Ji Jinchuan didn't care what she said, and glanced at the watch: "There are still twenty minutes. If you move faster, maybe we can still catch up."

She dared not delay any more and quickly ate her breakfast. Ji Jinchuan closed the newspaper and got up. Ma Wu handed over his suit jacket, he took it and put it on, and walked quickly outside the living room. She followed.

Sitting in the car, Shen Youran rubbed his temples, Ji Jinchuan closed his eyes and nourished himself, and the two of them were speechless.

While approaching the company, she said: "Stop at the crossroads ahead."

Ji Jinchuan opened his eyes, and Shen Jing's dark pupils were bottomless. The driver looked at him from the rearview mirror. He nodded slightly, the driver slowed down, and stopped at the roadside after crossing the intersection.

Shen Youran got out of the car, and Ji Jinchuan handed her the phone she landed in the car last night, casually reminding her that there were still six minutes left.

She took the phone and put it in her bag, thanking her.

Ji Jinchuan pursed his lips and rolled up the window, the black Maybach galloped away.

She quickly walked towards the company, too quickly, did not notice her feet, high heels stuck in the cracks of the sewer, can not pull out any way.

It's really leaking in the house.

If she was not afraid of being seen by her colleagues, how could she be so stupid that she was reluctant to go to the company by car in a hurry.

She took off her shoes, squatted down and swayed left and right to pull the heel out of the sewer, so the heel was a little loose, and if you walked a lot, she would definitely be kicked.

She had to take off together with another shoe, trot towards the company in her hands, put on shoes outside the company, and slowly entered the building.

In her free time at work, she asked Feng Yi how she called the Shen family last night, so that Tang Huiru wouldn't ask, she said something wrong and helped.

Feng Yi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "It's Mrs. Shen's call. I said that there was a problem with a cooperation project. The company's employees have to work overtime. You will live in my house too late." Rest assured, Mrs. Shen has no doubts."