Sue for Marriage

The fierce impact caused Wen Liang's entire head to crash into the steering wheel. His forehead hit the loudspeaker, which was especially harsh on the ears.

Unable to deal with the wound on his forehead, Wen Liang suddenly raised his head. This car was Gu Qingqing's Ferrari!

This is great!

Wen Liang couldn't move an inch as if his feet were nailed with a nail. If Bao Rong was in the back seat of the car, he wouldn't even have to think to know who was sitting in it.

However, this path was not Qi Ye's path back home. The main reason she rented this house was also because this road was the exact same route as Qi Ye's path home. She did not have to worry about accidentally running into him on the road, nor did he want to suddenly see his car and recall his past.

But even if it wasn't on the way, she still couldn't avoid bumping into him today. To be exact, she bumped into his car.

Seeing the coolness outside the window, Bao Rong kindly reminded: "I'll call the insurance company."

After Bao Rong made a call, Wen Liang suddenly remembered: "This car is not mine …"

"Driving someone else's car to hit me. Warmth, you are so amazing." Qi Ye took the opportunity while Wen Liang was talking to Bao Rong to open the car door.

His magnetic voice sounded like fermented red wine in the dark. It sounded sweet and mellow.

Wen Liang looked at Qi Ye. He was wearing her favorite white shirt, the Italian custom-made leather shoes that had been polished to a bright finish, only his normally meticulous hair looked a little messy right now.

He reached out and tugged at the tie around his neck, then closed the door behind him and leaned against it.

A strong smell of alcohol wafted over.

Qi Ye was drunk, this was the first time Wen Liang had this kind of thought.

Because the man she knew was a man with a self-control as amazing as alcohol. Wen Liang had known him for so many years, but he had never seen him drunk before.

Drunk, he gently called out her nickname.

Grief is greater than the death of the heart, and death is the fear of rekindling.

Wen Liang did not know how long he would be able to stand looking at Qi Ye like this, so he turned his head to look at Bao Rong and said: "This car isn't mine, I'll call the owner and ask her to come over!"

She knew that she would have to trouble Gu Qingqing with this matter. What she owed Gu Qingqing next, she would definitely return with everything she had.

Wen Liang took out his phone and found Gu Qingqing's phone number that she had just saved into his phone before she left.

Just as she pressed the answer button, a slender yet fair phone suddenly snatched the phone from her hands, and accurately threw it at Bao Rong.

Gu Qingqing's joyous voice came from the other side of the phone, "Is Miss Wen safe?"

Bao Rong said: "It's not safe."

Qi Ye suddenly grabbed her hand and asked: "Where do you live?"

Wen Liang subconsciously looked in the direction of his house and reacted. He quickly averted his eyes.

However, Qi Ye was still able to notice all of these minute movements.

He took her hand and headed straight for her house.