A Fascinating Marriage with the Colonel

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The night was slowly sinking, and a dark curtain covered the entire city.

When Qin Yue came out of the subway exit, a chill rushed towards her, and she froze involuntarily, so she had to speed up and walk towards the apartment.

Near the downstairs of the apartment, he saw a military vehicle parked there.

She jumped in her heart, slowed her pace, and then walked slowly, only to see that it was not the license plate of Ling Mohan's military vehicle.

"Hey, what's your expression?" Xia Lun suddenly jumped out of the car and looked at Qin Yue with dissatisfaction. "Are you disappointed to see me?"

Qin Yue deliberately looked him up and down, and smiled: "I look handsome and haven't let me down."

Xia Lun laughed, narrow and narrow Dan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking a little proud: "I think you have the vision, the young man is one of the best in the military area."

"Well, I ’m so bragging about you," Qin said, tightening his coat. "How are you here? Come to Su Xiaoya?"

"Find you," said Sharon.

Qin Yue was surprised: "What are you looking for?"

Sharon took a small bottle of wine from her pocket and threw it directly to her: "I'm looking for you to drink."

"I don't drink well, don't you not know." Qin Yun took the wine helplessly. "When you drink, you get drunk. When you start drinking madness, you will lose face with me."

"Hey, you don't have to worry about me." Sharon flashed a sly light in his eyes, then opened the door and made a "please" gesture, "Get in the car, stay drunk tonight!"

Qin Yue was not a contorted person. When she saw Xia Lun came to her, she presumably had something to do. Drinking was just an excuse and she agreed.

The car drove all the way to Xicheng.

Xicheng is the most prosperous area in Lincheng. Major high-end clubs, international hotels, business centers, theaters, concert halls, etc. are all there. It is also a place frequented by wealthy wealthy, wealthy children and ladies.

"I can't get through to calling you today. Did you pull me out?" Sharon complained as she drove.

"No." Qin Min took out his mobile phone from his bag and looked at it before remembering that it hadn't turned on since it was turned off last night. "Uh ... I forgot to turn on."

Sharon urged: "Then you turn on the phone quickly, some people are anxious to call you all day."

In the latter sentence, he said very quietly, as if muttering something, so Qin Yue did not hear clearly: "What are you talking about?"

Sharon quickly said, "It's nothing. In the future, don't turn off the machine easily. You will be very irritable if you can't make a phone call."

Then he sighed.

Qin Yue was amused by him: "What's wrong with you? There's nothing urgent to find me."

"Of course I have no urgency. Someone else must have it, such as our boss." Xia Lun deliberately aggravated the following sentence, and then glanced at Qin Yun with the corner of his eye.

Qin Hui clenched his phone slightly, looked as usual, and then stopped talking.

Sharon glanced at her again: "Oh?"

Qin Yue also looked at him somehow.

Sharon reminded: "Stop saying two more?"

"What did you say?" Qin Yue showed a strange expression.

Sharon thought to himself, explain it anyway, don't use a "oh" word for perfunctory, the boss must be irritable again.

He said, "If our boss is in a hurry to find you and cannot reach your phone, don't you think the shutdown is a big mistake?"

Qin Yue shrugged: "He can ask Yang Teshou to notify me."

Sharon: "..." This also makes sense.

Waiting for the green light, Qin Yue glanced at the faint light in his pocket, and pointed out, "There seems to be something shining in your pocket, flashing."

"That's a mobile phone," Xia Lun said casually, and then quickly added, "Maybe it's those news feeds, you don't need to worry about this."

Qin Hui no longer cares about him, looking at the dark mobile phone screen, remembering that he shut down so embarrassingly last night, and there was a dull pain in his chest.

It didn't take long to press the power-on button, and the phone frantically heard several prompts, almost all of which were missed calls. Only a few were advertisements on shopping websites.

A series of missed calls are displayed as Ling Mohan's name.

Qin Yue remembered the words of Xia Lun just now, and then he understood and couldn't help laughing.

She clicked on the unread message and turned to the one sent by Ling Mohan with only four words: "Come and sign."

It turned out that he called so hurriedly to get her to sign a divorce agreement.

Qin Yue stared at those four words, his vision gradually blurred, and it took a while to reply with a shaking finger: "Okay."

She no longer looked at her phone, threw it into her bag, and was afraid that Sharon would notice something strange, so she turned to look out the window.

The moment I turned my head, tears fell.

She tried to lower her voice and asked, "Can I open the window?"

"Don't," Sharon hesitated. "On such a cold day, if you open your window and catch a cold, your boss will kill me."

"No." Qin Yue lowered the car window by a third, and the cold wind in the winter night poured in immediately, all blowing on her face, even her tears.

Qin Hui sniffed his nose gently with the sound of whistling wind, and it took a while to slow down and suppress those messy emotions.

Thirty minutes later, Sharon parked the car in a senior club.

While Qin Hui was still looking out the window, he quickly reached out his phone and hung up the call with Ling Mohan.

After getting off the car, Xia Lun realized that Qin Yue was a little bit wrong, staring at her and asking, "How did you cry?"

"I didn't cry." Qin Yue smiled at him. "It's very cold and it hurts my eyes."

Sharon looked at her indefinitely.

Qin Yun smiled again: "What are you doing? Let's go."

Sharon didn't say anything, took her to the box on the top floor of the clubhouse, pushed open the door and rushed inside, saying, "Boss, I'm here."

Qin Yue followed him, walked in and took a look, and immediately hesitated.

She did not expect Ling Mohan to be there.

"What are you doing?" Sharon pulled her in and pointed to the various wines on the table. "These wines are the treasures of the boss, and they are not easily taken out. Don't be stupid!"

Qin Hui turned back and smiled, "I don't like drinking."

Ling Mohan sat lazily on the sofa, looking at her expressionlessly, her eyes were as dark as dark ink, deep and complicated, as if the dark waves were hiding under the thick black.

Qin Yue lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding his sight, and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

There was a wide distance between the two, and it was perfectly possible to sit for three or four people.

Xia Lun looked at Ling Mohan's somber complexion, and his heart was not good. He quickly opened a bottle of wine and poured a glass for Qin Yue and Ling Mohan.

"Qin Yue, this red wine was produced by Romany Conti Winery, and now it is not available on the market." Sharon handed the wine glass to Qin Yue, and turned to Ling Mohan again. Is that right? I remember this red wine was taken from the arms old man when we were on a special mission. "

Ling Mohan glanced at Qin Yue and took a curious drink, and then heard her laugh: "This is probably the best red wine I have ever had."

His expression eased slightly, and he drank from his glass.

Xia Lun knew that the two of them had a problem, otherwise they would not have brought Qin Hui over tonight.

At this moment, he had the intention to ease the stagnant atmosphere, offered to introduce the origin of each wine to Qin Yue, and tossed Ling Mohan from time to time, trying to get him to chat with Qin Yue.

As a result, Ling Mohan only gave a cold hum, and Qin Yue also said less unexpectedly, and finally the atmosphere became more and more awkward.

Sharon gave up.

He thought with sorrow, why is he a special soldier to do this kind of matchmaker?

It's better to drink!

Sharon drank two Ling Mohan collections of tequila in one breath. After drinking, he heard Ling Mohan finally say the longest sentence tonight: "Did you drink enough? Go back after drinking."

He was about to say that he hadn't drunk yet. So many good drinks would naturally be addictive.

Suddenly the shoulder sank, and the soft hair was scattered on his arm, and Qin Mao's mumble sound came from his ear: "This wine is not good to drink, it is bitter ..."

The next second, Xia Lun was brutally opened by Ling Mohan!

He almost fluttered to the ground, and looking back, Qin Yue had leaned against Ling Mohan's arms.

"Boss, you are too embarrassed." Sharon rubbed her aching shoulder and felt that the scapula was about to break.

Ling Mohan picked up Qin Hui, turned around and walked out, saying without looking back, "Tomorrow will allow you to take a long vacation."

Sharon lay on the floor and sighed, "It's not worth it when you get a half-day vacation as a matchmaker."

Qin Yue was drunk and groaned. Ling Mohan was holding him unconscious. He murmured in his mouth not knowing what he was talking about, and heard Ling Mohan frown.

The so-called spit truth, he was curious to know what the woman was thinking.

It's a pity that drunk people don't speak clearly.

"The wine is bitter." Qin Yun was carried into the car, and his two beautiful eyebrows were squeezed tightly together, and he poke his heart again, "It is also bitter here."

Ling Mohan looked at her movements, his eyes lightened, and whispered, "Why do you feel bitter?"

Qin Yan looked at him with a grin and smiled: "I'm not telling you, this is my secret."

"What secret?" Ling Mohan pinched her cheek. "What else do you hide from me? Uh?"

"It hurts ..." Qin Yun patted his hand casually. I don't know if it really hurts or some other reason, and a layer of water mist soon appeared, which looked particularly wronged.

Ling Mohan bite angrily on her lips: "You wait for me!"

He decided to go back and try the woman again to see how much she was hiding.

After Ling Mohan was hung up by her last night, she finally calmed down again and caused a wave, which caused her to be irritable all day. She always looked like she was standing by the side of the road waiting for a car.

At that time he almost couldn't help but walk over.

Obviously made up his mind, he will never take the initiative to care about this heartless woman again, and a phone call made him feel upset.

Today, Ling Mohan called her a lot of phones, and even thought of excuses, no one knew how to get through.

Later, he called Yang Tezhu and realized that the woman still wanted to apply for transfer from Lincheng.

Ling Mohan felt frustrated for the first time.