must divorce

"You... are not allowed to go!"

Lian Xiao felt that one day he would be pissed off by this person, so he wanted to divorce him so much?

"Mr. Lian has no right to control where I'm going." Wen Luo replied flatly.

Lian Ye was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Since President Lian has nothing to do, I'll go first."

Wen Luo looked up at him with a mocking tone.

He reached over and opened the car door, then stepped out.

Don't think that he will be soft, don't even think about it, just because he refuses to divorce overnight, it doesn't mean he has no choice.

He, Wen Luo, has plenty of ways to make him leave!

"Stop." Lian Xiao pulled his wrist with a softness that was not usually present in his tone.

"What are you doing?" Wen Luo looked at Lian Xiao cautiously. He had just stepped out with one leg, but he was dragged halfway back by this man.

The crease between Lian Xiao's brows slightly opened, and he reached out to remove a scrap of paper from Wen Luo's head, and said in an outrageously gentle tone, "Didn't you just say that you didn't eat? Let's go eat together."

"Huh?" Wen Luo stumbled and almost fell into Lian Xiao's arms: "What's wrong with you?"

Lian Xiao supported him, smiled and said, "Be careful."

Wen Luo shrank his neck in doubt, and looked at Lian Xiao in surprise.

"Just think I'm crazy, what do you want to eat, I'll go with you." Lian Xiao tightly squeezed Wen Luo's wrist, as if the next moment Wen Luo dared to refuse, he would be able to drag him back.

"Exactly, I have something to talk to you about." Seeing that Wen Luo was silent, Lian Xiao smiled again.

Wen Luo looked at the hand on his wrist, and looked at him helplessly.

Although there was a hint of softness in Lian Xiao's expression, his eyes were as serious and firm as ever.

Wen Luo felt that if he opened his mouth to say no, he could crush the bones of his hand.

"Uh... OK, I'll decide where to eat."

Wen Luo rolled his eyes, opened his mouth and smiled.

He didn't believe it anymore, based on what he had known about Lian Xiao for so many years, he still couldn't disgust him!

half an hour later one by one

The two sat in a food stall around the school.

"Come here, be careful."

The uncle brought up a large pot of skewers and put them on the table, and said to the two with a smile, "Eat more, young man."

As he spoke, he stretched out his oily hands and patted Lian Xiao on the shoulder.

There are a lot of student parties around, and piles of beer are placed in front of each of them shirtless.

Some people were chattering loudly, and there were actually two big men punching at the table next to them.

And Lian Xiao sitting here looks like a different person, with clothes and leather shoes all over his body, like a social elite, not at all like someone who would blend in with the atmosphere here.

Wen Luo smiled, and handed the bowl in front of Lian Xiao: "Eat more."

The bowl was stained with something white or black, and there were grease stains all over the table. Just a touch of it could stain your fingers with special stains.

Wen Luo noticed a slight frown between Lian Xiao's eyebrows, and smiled secretly.

Lianxiao's cleanliness is serious, and he never eats roadside stalls. Wen Luo brought him to the busiest Chuan Chuan shop in the vicinity. This shop is always busy, so naturally it doesn't do much cleaning. Wen Luo Luo didn't believe that Lian Xiao could endure eating here.

"Why don't you eat?"

Wen Luo picked up a skewer of meat and bit it into his mouth along the skewer, asking the question knowingly, with an expression of enjoyment.

He was already sitting on the stool waiting for Lian Xiao to lose his temper the next second.

But Lian Xiao frowned slightly and then quickly smoothed it out. He picked up the chopsticks and bit the food inside, and would pick up some food with chopsticks for Wen Luo from time to time on the way.

The string in Wen Luo's hand suddenly became stale.

Holding up the sign, he watched Lian Xiao dumbfounded as he wiped out everything in his bowl.

Lian Xiao wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, raised his head to meet Wen Luo's gaze, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a smile: "This restaurant is quite delicious, shall we come again next time?"

Wen Luo twitched the corner of his mouth.

He wondered if the person sitting in front of him...was really Lian Xiao?

He can't forget that in his last life, he invited Lian Xiao to eat at a roadside stall, but he was annoyed when he left with a disgusted face...

"You you you...can you eat it?" Wen Luo opened his eyes and stared at Lian Xiao dumbfounded.

Lian Xiao smiled, and said behind Wen Luo: "Uncle's cooking is so delicious, why can't I eat it, what do you think, Uncle?"

The uncle smiled and said, "Young man is really sensible."

As he said that, he put the beer in his hand on the table, looked at Wen Luo and said, "Young man, don't ruin my reputation in this shop, my Uncle Ge's skewers are the best on this street !"

"Ah! Uncle, I didn't mean that..."

Wen Luo waved her hands wanting to cry but without tears.

Uncle Ge snorted coldly, stared at his dark face and walked away.

Wen Luo came back to his senses and gave Lian Xiao a vicious look.

Lian Xiao was not annoyed, he just tilted his head and handed the beef in front of Wen Luo.

Lian Xiao withdrew his hand and saw the beer next to Wen Luo, and said, "What did you order?"

Wen Luo nodded, opened his mouth and said with a smile, "I ordered for you."

He really wanted to see how far Lian Xiao could endure it. He used to disdain this kind of inferior wine the most. He said that after drinking it, his stomach hurt...it affected the taste...

"I can't touch it."

Hearing what Lian Xiao said, Wen Luo immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Just when he was about to taunt for a while, Lian Xiao bit off the squid in his hand and said slowly: "I sent Li Chen back just now, and I have to drive later, so I can't drink."

Wen Luo froze on the spot.

"You, you...don't make excuses!"

"If Luo Luo wants me to stay overnight later, I don't mind." Lian Xiao narrowed his eyes and said.

"..." Wen Luo was at a loss for words.

After finishing his meal in fear, Wen Luo put on his coat and watched Lian Xiao pay the bill, and then walked out of the store with a dispirited expression.

The weather outside was a bit cold, Wen Luo shrank into his shoulders suddenly due to the cold wind, and the box in his pocket was squeezed out.

Wen Luo was stunned for a moment. It was the box Duan Xiaofu returned to him, and it was tied up with a pink bowknot bandage. He sighed and was about to bend down to pick it up.

But the hand that was faster than him was picked up first.

Wen Luo looked up along his white hands, and happened to meet Lian Xiao's somewhat dissatisfied face.

Wen Luo watched in a daze as Lian Xiao flipped the box in his hands to play with, then removed the bandage on it, dropped the packaging and looked at the watch inside.

"Hey! Why are you unpacking my things!" Wen Luo didn't have time to stop him, Lian Xiao had already thrown away the unpacking.

The silver watch, trimmed with pink lace, is quite novel in style, but it doesn't look very expensive.

But Lian Xiao played with it in his hands for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "For me?"

Wen Luo was startled, and thought to himself: What the hell is wrong with your eyes, didn't you see that this is a lady's watch?

"no!"

Wen Luo rolled his big eyes, and stretched out his hand to snatch it back, but unexpectedly, Lian Xiao turned around and avoided Wen Luo's outstretched hand.He smiled and put the watch in his hand on his wrist with a click. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled happily: "It matches my shirt very well."

Wen Luo gritted his teeth and waited viciously for Lian Xiao.

Damn, where does this lady's watch fit on his hand?

Even though he has slender fingers, fair skin and soft skin, and a well-defined skeleton... But the problem is, he is still a man!

No matter how you look at it, this pink frame doesn't fit his personality as a cold and domineering president, does it?

Besides, his shirt is tightly wrapped inside, who the hell can see that?

Wen Luo gasped for breath twice, and said, "This is not for you, return it to me!"

He also plans to see if he can exchange some money for living expenses after the refund... He can't be robbed by this shameless person.

Lian Xiao raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It wasn't for me, could it be... it was for yourself?"

Wen Luo's breath was stagnant, and he was speechless immediately.

This guy is clearly a robbery!

Why didn't he know that he, the president of the Lian family, was so poor?Even snatching goods from a street stall?

"You don't care who I give it to, it's mine, you give it back to me!" Wen Luo frowned and looked at him, palms outstretched in front of him.

Lian Xiao rolled his eyes and Gulu thought about it, and said with a smile: "I think this watch suits me quite well, otherwise, I'll buy it."

"what?"

Wen Luo hasn't reacted yet.

Lian Xiao took out his wallet from his clothes, took out a card and handed it to Wen Luo, saying: "This card contains 50 yuan, with six or eight passwords. It should be enough to buy your watch, right?"

Wen Luo's eyes lit up immediately, and the eyeballs rolled around.

Wen Luo made up his own calculations in his heart, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Not only did you not lose money, but you also made money!

"Okay! I'll be more generous, and I'll give you the luxury."

Wen Luo took the card and put it in his bag, humming a little tune, quite satisfied.

Lian Xiao smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems I'm losing money?"

Wen Luo nodded cautiously, "To tell you the truth, my watch was passed down from my ancestors. Selling you 50 yuan is really a big sale at a loss! You will definitely not suffer!"

Lian Xiao silently followed behind him, laughing out loud.

Wen Luo touched the card in his hand, rolling his eyes: "Hello..."

"Ok?"

"Do you need any other junk... oh no, heirlooms!"

Wen Luo pouted secretly, almost slipping the tongue.

Lian Xiao suppressed a smile and nodded seriously: "You can sell me anything you have."

Wen Luo turned his head and began to count the piles of junk in his bedroom... oh no, treasures.

The moonlight stretched the shadows of the two people long, and Lian Xiao followed behind, moving to the side, and the shadows of the two were merged together.

Lian Xiao hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at the shadow, narrowed his eyes and smiled.