Chapter 1947: This woman just owes her lesson

After he left, only Fang Yaqing and Ji Shaoheng were left in the living room.
Fang Yaqing came to him step by step, raised his finger to the door, his sharp voice growled a little: "You get out of me!"
"If you want to roll, you should also roll!" Ji Shaoheng's heart was agitated, and he walked back and forth twice with his hands in his waist.
Fang Yaqing's neck was red, and he looked at him with teeth and teeth: "Although this house belongs to your elder brother, it is me who lives here now. Why should you let me go?"
Ji Shaoheng stood there, sneering: "Tell you that this is my big brother's house?"
Fang Yaqing froze, then frowned: "What do you mean?"
Ji Shaoheng roared angrily: "This villa is written in black and white with my Ji Shaoheng's name!
"Impossible!" she simply denied.
Ji Shaoheng raised his eyebrows: "To tell you the truth, when you returned to your country to prevent you from continuing to pester my elder brother, it was the accommodation I arranged for you. I am afraid my elder brother will not know where you live until now!"
Fang Yaqing looked at him incredulously.
Seeing that she didn't believe in herself, Ji Shaoheng's sharp eyes narrowed: "If you don't believe you, you can call my brother."
Fang Yaqing quickly walked to the coffee table, took the phone above, and called Ji Jinchuan.
The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and the man's usual indifferent voice rang: "Hello?"
She directly opened the door and said: "Who is this villa I live in?"
Shen Youran went to Minan, Ji Jinchuan went back to the study, he was busy, the phone rang, he did not see who called it, picked it up and connected.
Hearing Fang Yaqing's question, he frowned.
The day Fang Yaqing returned to China was Xiao Cheng's pick-up opportunity, so Xiao Cheng came back and told her.
The residence Ji Shaoheng found for Fang Yaqing was a villa under his name, but he didn't know where he was, and he didn't ask Xiao Cheng.
He heard Fang Yaqing's emotions not right, but did not ask, and replied: "Shaoheng."
Hearing his words, the last trace of hope in Fang Yaqing's heart shattered.
Ji Shaoheng saw her take her phone away from her ears in amazement. Her lips sneered and said ironically: "So, you should know by now, who is the owner here?"
The first two times because she was Tongtong's mother, so he didn't say it.
When she had nowhere to go, he let her live.
But now she had to measure in. Not only did she bring back the wild-man, but she dared to let him go.
Oh shit! This woman owes her lesson.
Fang Yaqing clenched the phone in his palm, his knuckles glowed blue and white.
No wonder Ji Shaoheng fits well in those clothes.
No wonder he is familiar with this place.
It turned out that this was his place.
She had never wanted to have a relationship with Ji Shaoheng, and she was born with Tongtong, which she could not change.
But she did not expect that she had always lived in his house.
And everything in the house is his.
Seeing Fang Yaqing's thin shoulders seem to be shaking, Ji Shaoheng's anger gradually faded.
Seeing her red eyes, she didn't drive her out right now.
He glanced inadvertently at the guest room, and I don't know when the door of the guest room opened a small gap.
Fang Sitong was right behind the door, two dark eyes stared at them blankly.
For a while, he was irritable and he waved at Fang Sitong: "Tongtong, let's go home.
Fang Sitong came out of the room and glanced at Fang Yaqing. The meaning of not wanting to leave was obvious.
Ji Shaoheng's long legs stepped forward and picked her up to leave.