Chapter 1725: Yoyo, tell me (4)

The light shrouded from the top of the head from top to bottom, and the calm and gentle side photo of Shen Yuran's side face was soft and soft. Her dark curled eyelashes had a layer of silhouette on the eyelid.
Ji Shaoheng stared at her quietly for a moment, then exited the room.
Seeing Ji Jinchuan in the corridor, he froze a little.
He took two steps forward, leaned against Ji Jinchuan side by side on the handrail, and took out the smoke from his pocket to ignite.
The two brothers did not speak, one smoking and the other rubbing the ring.
The corridor was quiet and silent, only the soft rhyme of the woman in the room was ringing.
After smoking a cigarette halfway through, Ji Shaoheng said: "Brother, I can blame you for the previous things, but for the next things, I hope you don't interfere."
Ji Jinchuan listened to Shen Youran's voice quietly, and the handsome facial features became more and more three-dimensional and deep with the lights above him.
"Don't let yourself regret it." He can only persuade this sentence.
Ji Shaoheng spit out the smoke ring, and the blue and white smoke lingered like a dream under the light, with a soft and beautiful silhouette, with a bit desolate.
"If I let Tongtong continue to suffer and suffer from Fang Yaqing, I will regret it."
Ji Jinchuan disagreed with him: "Maybe in your eyes, Tongtong followed Fang Yaqing to suffer, but maybe not in her eyes."
Ji Shaoheng’s pupils brushed his irritability:
Tongtong follows me. I can give her a superior living condition. What can Fang Yaqing give her? At her salary, did she buy a piano for Tongtong? Or a dance teacher?
"Whether it is a piano or a dance teacher, Tongtong does not need it at present. What she needs is a complete family, a relationship with her mother, and her father's love."
Ji Jinchuan tried to make him understand what the child thought.
"Speaking of it, don't you just want me to find a woman?" Ji Shaoheng twisted the smoke in his hand like a mania, turned around twice in the same place, then looked up at Ji Jinchuan, "If you are afraid of her Being robbed by others, treat her better, better than anything!"
He misunderstood what he meant, and Ji Jinchuan was not annoyed: "You misunderstood."
"Misunderstanding." Ji Shaoheng burst into a slur.
To his inelegant words, Ji Jinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I didn't ask you to find Tongmu's stepmother."
Ji Shaoheng blurted out: "Don't you find a stepmother, can you find a mother?"
Ji Jinchuan's voice was low and soft: "Yes."
Ji Shaoheng froze, thinking about what he had just said, his face full of irritability: "Impossible."
Ji Jinchuan looked at him sideways: "What's impossible?"
Ji Shaoheng couldn't answer for a while.
Ji Jinchuan's black eyes were thick and deep under the lamp: "Are you still thinking about leisurely time?"
He shook his head, like two things.
He likes Shen Youran, but never thought of taking her as his own.
"Fang Yaqing hates me, and I don't like her either."
Ji Jinchuan suppressed his voice, fearing that Fang Sitong in the room would hear: "She hates that you should have beaten and scolded her, she was afraid of you."
"I don't like her." This is the main thing.
When he married Fang Yaqing, he was totally in revenge for Ji Jinchuan, so they broke up.
In the second marriage, he wanted to marry a woman he liked, and then he would do it all his life.
Ji Jinchuan's eyes are deep and dark. In front of others, it seems that there is never a coldness of temperature.
He said softly: "When you first started, you didn't like Yoyo, and you were all against her."