Flash marriage does not end well

Chapter 3 Also, His Dad Doesn't Like Him

"What are you going to do?"

The hazy red light came on through the car window and jumped down from 99 seconds. After Han Dong stopped the car, he took his hands off the steering wheel and rubbed his hands against the heat.

Lin Qian was sitting in the back seat holding Wen Yang, who looked like a small rice dumpling, and talked to him about the afternoon at the company and the school just now. He was asked such a rhetorical question, but he didn't realize that his friend was there. what to say.

"You mean work or Ji Fan?"

"All of them." Han Dong then rubbed his hands, turning his eyes slightly, "Let's say I will first——Ji Fan's intentions for you are quite obvious, and I just found out by chance a few days ago that this kid just came here two years ago Our school did not intend to stay as an intern, but who would have thought that I would catch a glimpse of you at the parent meeting when he was acting as the head teacher, tsk, tsk, when the report of his application for staying in school was handed in, our principal was so happy Set up a few tables, and do you know that his family is not bad, and he has the freedom to idle around, you and him are [-]% then just resign, let your stupid boss go to hell, hey, both things are settled .”

Lin Qian kicked the driver's seat hard, and said in a low voice: "You can shut up, Yang Yang just fell asleep, don't wake him up."

He lowered his head, but made eye contact with the little boy in his arms, and the air in the car was slightly awkward for a second.

Seeing this scene, Han Dong couldn't help laughing out loud: "I won't shut up - you're such an adult, you're not even as good as Yang Yang, Yang Yang has already told me that he never causes trouble at school just to avoid inviting parents , don't let Ji Fan see you."

Lin Qian's mind buzzed, and he lifted Wen Yang, "Really?"

In fact, Wen Yang had just been shaken awake, and in a daze, he glanced at Uncle Han and his unbelievable father who were looking forward to it, and after a while he said slowly: "I don't want to be my head teacher's son."

"..."

During the silence, Han Dong in the front seat immediately let out a series of hilarious laughter, and finally calmed down before commenting: "Yangyang is up to you."

"Screw you."

The long red light finally ended, the vehicle ahead moved slowly, it was snowing, Han Dong didn't drive too fast, and then chatted: "What's wrong with Mr. Ji, he's not short of money, he's handsome, don't say anything else , at least it’s easy to use when you’re young.”

Lin Qian's heart was like thunder whistling past. If it wasn't for the inconvenience in the car, she almost took off her seat belt and got out of the car to beat someone. She urgently covered Yang Yang's ears, looking at his moist and pure eyes with lingering fear, and then He gave Han Dong a hard look.

"I will write an anonymous letter to your principal tomorrow to report that you are disrespectful as a teacher."

"What are you covering up!" Han Dong glanced back, "Yangyang's physiology quiz is the first in the class, and when you remember to cover him, he will be divided—oh Yangyang, listen to uncle, in the future If it breaks down into o, don't be like your unlucky father."

"You're talking nonsense about me going down to take a taxi."

"Come on, it's snowing, besides, do you have money to take a taxi?"

Lin Qianheng glared: "I have money!"

"Then return my [-] first." Han Dong paused, then remembered again, "Oh, you do have money, and you need to return the black card, right? Do you remember the password after all these years?"

"It was cut early."

Lin Qian reached out to straighten Wen Yang's messy bangs, hesitated for a second, turned his head to the window, and said vaguely: "... I don't like the smell of Ji Fan's pheromone."

"What's the smell? It can't be cedar, I said you a and o are just a little hypocritical..." Han Dong said carelessly, then suddenly paused, and realized, "It can't be true, can it? "

Lin Qian felt her hand being pinched, looked down, Wen Yang leaned on his arm, and raised her head slightly.He breathed out inexplicably, and a faint guilty conscience appeared in the child's focused eyes.But Wen Yang looked at it for a while, didn't say anything, just hugged his arm tightly again, rubbed against his head like a small animal, and closed his eyes.

It wasn't until a long time later that he had no choice but to separate from Wen Yang for a short time, couldn't hold back his longing, and found Wen Yang's diary through rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home, only to find that Wen Yang said he was playing a jigsaw puzzle.

He is careful, sensitive, and observant, and pieced together a person from the minutiae of life.

The man's surname is Wen. It is said that he was not as good-looking as he was when he was a child. He could fly a plane and died in an airplane accident. There is no place to worship. The smell of pheromone is cedar.

Also, his dad doesn't like to mention him.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like