Chapter 1

The clock on the wall pointed to twelve, and the light rain outside the window didn't stop.

A woman in a black lace dress looked at the clock on the wall from time to time. Her carefully dressed face was hard to hide her haggard.

"Miss, these..."

Aunt Lin looked at the prepared food on the table and looked at Ji Lin Ran's pale face. It was inevitable that she felt something bad.

Ji Linran was the one she saw when she was a child. She had seen Ji Linran so wronged there. She was distressed and helpless.

"Aunt Lin, go and have a rest first."

Ji Linran didn't lift his head. It seems that the whole person's mind is not here.

Aunt Lin took a deep look at the petite body sitting on the chair and wanted to stop talking.

"Aunt Lin, I chose the road myself. I don't blame anyone."

A delicate little face finally appeared in the light, a small face with a palm, a pair of glazed eyes and a small bridge of the nose.

It seems that the girl should have been a princess loved by others, but now Ji Linran's face is bitter.

"Miss, just listen to me. Don't worry about him..."

"Aunt Lin, I know. Go and have a rest first. It's getting late."

Ji Linran interrupted aunt Lin for fear that if aunt Lin continued to talk, her emotions would be out of her control.

Seeing Ji Linran's face, aunt Lin sighed. Finally, she didn't go on, and turned back to her room.

Perhaps the relationship between miss and Yanshao is what only miss knows best.

Ji Linran was left alone in the hall. He glanced at the cold, hot and cold food on the table, and Ji Linran smiled silently.

Pick up the mobile phone on the desk, find the line "husband" in the address book, and hesitate for a long time before pressing it.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.

"Hello, who are you?"

Even across the phone, Ji Linran can imagine each other's enchanting figure.

This was not the first time for Ji Linran, but every time she felt her heart tingling inexplicably.

This is his favorite man. It is difficult to count the women who have climbed into his bed these years, and she will never be one of them.

"I'm looking for emperor Shaoyan."

Ji Linran opened his mouth in a low voice. He held his palm with his empty hand. It seemed that only in this way could he restrain himself.

"Yan Shao is too tired to sleep. If you have anything to tell me, I'll tell you when he wakes up."

The tone of the other party revealed provocation. A man was tired and fell beside her. She did have arrogant capital, not to mention that the man was Emperor Shaoyan.

"Listen, please tell him that if he doesn't go home in an hour, all the cooperation between Ji's family and the emperor's family will be over!"

Ji Linran tried to make his voice sound stronger, but the fingertips of his mobile phone had already turned white.

How ironic, now between them, she can only call the man back in this way.

Just as she was about to hang up, the cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Ji Linran, you are really good!" the voice was cold to the bone.

"Emperor Shaoyan, don't you know if I'm good?"

She must insist, although her heart is already full of tears at the moment, and she doesn't want to show weakness in front of this man. She has had enough in the past two years!

"Ha ha."

After the man sneered, he hung up the phone directly.