Flash marriage does not end well

When Lin Qian opened his mouth to answer, he first smelled the pheromones emanating from his body. The sweet grapefruit smell diffused in the airtight compartment like fog, which was incompatible with the elegant business car interior style.

He thought maybe the medicine he took before entering the bar had begun to lose its effect, and he didn't feel noticeable just now when he was blown by the wind outside, but now he couldn't hide it when the car door was closed.

It's really impolite to release pheromones in front of others at will, it's no different from taking off your shirt in front of others.Lin Qian tried to concentrate and rest, but the alcohol greatly reduced his control over his body.

After trying hard for a long time to no avail, he glanced at Wen Zhihan's expression from the corner of his eye in frustration—forget it, there was actually no special expression on the other's face, and then very naturally entered a state of smashing cans and falling, and raised his hand to beat him. With a deep yawn, he replied, "Drink, what do you want from me?"

"Drinking like this?"

Lin Qian glanced at him strangely, and then looked back at her own attire, only to notice that he had just tucked down the high collar that he wore because of the heat, exposing the entire slender neck, and his fair skin showed Alcohol-induced flushing, the down jacket was also put on indiscriminately, which can barely be called disheveled.

Pausing for two seconds, Lin Qian still gave Wen Zhihan this face, and tidied up in silence.Suddenly there was a sound of lowering the car window amidst the rustling movement, and the cool wind came in.

"Shut up the pheromone." Wen Zhihan's hand stopped on the button that controls the car window, and his jaw moved, "I'm smoked."

Lin Qian's expression darkened immediately, and he really wanted to turn around and pick up Wen Zhihan's collar, spit on his face and ask loudly, "Are you finding fault on purpose", but he clenched his hands and let go quietly. Pressing against the throbbing temples, he deliberately said: "I'm sorry, I was too excited to play with people just now, I can't control my physiological reaction, I can't take it back for a while, so if you feel tired, hurry up and let me go."

The people in the back seat were silent for a moment, slowly took their hands off the car window, and folded their hands.

"My father passed away last night from stomach cancer. He will be cremated and buried in three days. When the time comes, send Wen Yang over to attend the funeral." Wen Zhihan tilted his head slightly, and his silent gaze moved out of the window. "Before he died, he said, very I miss Wenyang, it happens to be the weekend three days later, so I don’t want to delay Wenyang’s schooling.”

Lin Qian raised her head sensitively, and blurted out, "What about me?"

What is sending Wenyang over? Is it just sending Wenyang?

"You mean, do you also want to come to the funeral?" Wen Zhihan glanced at Lin Qian lightly, and then smiled contemptuously, "I thought it was fundamental that you went clubbing and fishing for people the day after he died. It doesn't matter."

"Wen Zhihan, can you..."

Don't speak so harshly.

"Oh, I forgot—" Wen Zhihan ignored the anger in Lin Qian's eyes, and continued, "He's dead, you can finally divorce me without worrying about your elders' feelings, so I'm so happy that I can't wait to find my next family tonight Bar."

Lin Qian took a deep breath, filled with anger like a prairie fire, the words rushed to his lips, but he endured it, and turned to look at Special Assistant Qin: "Is he drinking or taking drugs? What's going on?" nerve?"

Special Assistant Qin looked slightly embarrassed, coughed lightly, and replied in a low voice: "Wen always drank a few glasses... the alcohol level is also relatively high, don't worry, you and Wen Yang will be required to attend the funeral in three days' time , someone will come to pick you up then."

"Okay, I see."

Lin Qian put his hand on the car door, and turned his head to cast a final glance at Wen Zhihan.The other party didn't say anything, and didn't move at all. He just sat upright like a statue. Maybe he smelled of alcohol too, so he didn't notice anything unusual about Wen Zhihan just now.

He is still like this, seemingly omnipotent, always calm and sober, in fact, he can't even take a sip of wine.

Lin Qian felt that he could understand the gaffe of a man who had just lost his father, and the suffocation in his stomach disappeared before he knew it.He got out of the car, exhaled forcefully against the ice and snow, and after thinking about it, he turned around and knocked on Wen Zhihan's car window.

"Actually, you are happier than me that you can finally get a divorce."

He didn't say this with any hint of venting his anger, nor did he want to talk back to Wen Zhihan.The light from a street lamp behind him fell on the other party's impeccable face. He looked down and caught the deep loneliness in the other party's eyes. He had mixed feelings for a while.

And Wen Zhihan seemed to have removed all his disguise after being ordered to drink by Qin Tezhu, leaning his head on the window frame, looking straight back at Lin Qian, and after a long while, the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"Well, we'll get a divorce after the funeral."

Depend on.

Lin Qian wished she could slap her slightly soft-hearted self, and engrave the words "Never feel sorry for alpha dog" on her forehead.

Assistant Qin got out of the car and politely said that he could drop by for a ride.

"It's so cold, you usually take care of Wen Yang very hard, we should send you back."

Before Lin Qian could answer, Wen Zhihan, who was lazily leaning on the car, spoke first: "He has time to go to bars, and some people rush to take care of him, so it's hard work."

Lin Qian couldn't hold back his temper all night. He raised his foot and kicked the door of the car, choking loudly: "Yes! The people chasing me line up from here to the subway entrance. I only eat a few and don't suffer. , get out of here!"

After all, he wrapped himself in the down jacket and ran away without looking back, his back gradually sinking into the vast night.