My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

Wen Wan chose a seat farthest away from Xie Changqing. Sitting there happened to be the Student Union President Sun Peng. Wen Wan tapped his shoulder lightly with her fingers to get his attention.

When he looked at her, Wen Wan said in a negotiating tone: "Classmate, please change seats."

Wen Wan was known for being aloof in school, but even so, all the boys still wanted to talk to her. This was the first time she was approached by someone, and she was willing to go through fire and water for him, let alone change seats.

But after Sun Peng changed his seat and sat down, he always felt a chill on his back.

The people who were accompanying him were all shrewd people. They could see that Xie Changqing was very interested in Wen Wan and tried again and again to bring the topic to Wen Wan. However, Wen Wan had a very sharp tongue and could make a person fall flat on her face with just one word. After a few words, no one dared to mention her again.

Wen Wan didn't care what they were talking about. She just stuck to her mission and had a good meal.

Shenzhen is close to the sea, so there are many kinds of seafood and various cooking methods. However, most of the seafood is cooked in shells, and Wen Wan is too lazy to peel them, so she usually avoids them.

I didn’t expect that big restaurants are different. Whether it’s shrimps, crabs, or even shellfish, they are all shelled.

Wen Wan was enjoying her meal so much that she didn't want to care whether they were talking about funds or stocks.

Who would have thought that halfway through the meal, I was scared to stop eating by the director's shout.

"Teacher Xiao Wen, how do you eat drunken crabs?"

"It's delicious!" Wen Wan replied as a matter of course.

The director walked around a few chairs and snatched her chopsticks, and said nervously, "Aren't you allergic to alcohol and will die if you touch it?

You are now…"

The director was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Before she came, she had repeatedly explained to him that it was not because she was afraid of being charged with premeditated murder, but because she was so young and so talented. If this happened...

Then he will be blamed for all his crimes.

"Hurry, go to the hospital."

Wen Wan then realized that the misunderstanding was deep, but she had said with her own mouth that she would die if she touched alcohol, and she had used it as a catchphrase.

The current situation is hard to explain.

Wen Wan could only cooperate and stand up, but she was so anxious and immersed in her acting that she didn't notice that the chair that was tilted by the director was right next to her feet. She tripped and stumbled as soon as she stepped out.

Facts have proved that the plot in the TV series designed to allow the male and female protagonists to have physical contact is really too outrageous. As an adult with a normal body structure, one would stagger if tripped, but would not really fall down.

But she forgot that it was not only the screenwriter who pushed the plot forward, but also the male lead.

Wen Wan staggered twice and just managed to stand steady, when her body felt lighter again. The feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously grab the clothes of the person next to her.

This feeling was too familiar. Wen Wan didn't need to look up to know that the person holding her was Xie Changqing.

Sure enough, the next moment, he was heard saying to the foreign secretary beside him in standard English: "Ask the driver to drive the car over here."

Instead of running out to call the driver, the young foreign secretary stretched out his hand to block Xie Changqing and kept shouting in English, "Legs, legs, your legs..."

The noise made Wen Wan want to give him a flying kick.

Wen Wan really wanted to struggle, but she had eaten too much drunken crab, and her alcohol tolerance was terrible, she basically got drunk after one glass of wine. Even though the amount she drank now was far from enough to make her pass out, she was still a little tipsy.

Forget it. With Xie Changqing's strong strength, it would be futile to struggle any further.

Just hug me!

It’s just a few steps away. You can find a rickshaw at the gate and go back to school.

Unexpectedly, when they reached the door, Xie Changqing still had no intention of letting her go, and Wen Wan could no longer bear it.

"Put me down!"

"Stop making trouble, I'll take you to the hospital." Xie Changqing's anxious voice was filled with pleading.

Perhaps he hadn’t seen the car coming yet, so he cursed anxiously and yelled at the foreign secretary behind him: “Where’s the car? Why hasn’t it come yet?”

The little foreigner who couldn't understand Chinese looked confused.

After struggling for a long time, Wen Wan was angry and annoyed, and cursed, "Why did I go to the hospital for nothing?

To see your brain?"

"..." Xie Changqing was stunned by the scolding, his expression full of confusion as if he was in another world.

"Hurry up and put me down!" Wen Wan kicked off her shoes in anger, "If you don't put me down, I'll scream for help. See, that's the police booth over there.

If I yell at you, you'll go to jail."

Wen Wan struggled desperately again, and felt Xie Changqing's left leg bend. He took a step back and swayed twice before he stood firm. It was as if Wen Wan in his arms was a piece of porcelain, and he put her down carefully.

Wen Wan tried hard to maintain her balance so that she would not fall back into his arms just after being let out of his arms.

Fortunately, there is a pillar at hand, and it is better to have a Western-style hotel with Roman columns.

He was able to stand steadily with his back against the pillar, but there was no way he could pick up the shoe that had just been thrown out.

Fortunately, Sun Peng caught up with them. Wen Wan waved to him to come over. Just as she was about to ask him to help pick it up, her throat moved but before she could make a sound, her bare right ankle that was stepping on her left foot was grabbed by a big hand.

Wen Wan tried hard to break free, but was held even tighter. When she tried to pull her foot back again, the shoe was already firmly on her right foot.

Xie Changqing stood up, supporting his knees. His movements were a little unsteady and slow, not at all like he was five years ago.

Meat, eggs and milk from foreign countries are really nourishing. Not only can they help children grow taller quickly, but they can also help adults age rapidly.

Not as good as it used to be!

Noticing Wen Wan's gaze and the interesting smile on the corner of her lips, a hint of timidity flashed across Xie Changqing's brows.

At this time, the director who was chasing arrived with Xie Changqing's car, panting.

The director didn't bother to ask the host's opinion politely at this moment, he just opened the car door and urged Wen Wan to get in, "Hurry to the hospital."

Wen Wan opened her mouth but finally compromised and got into the car. The director wanted to go with her but was stopped by Xie Changqing's young foreign secretary.

Due to language barriers, communication between the two parties was not smooth. By the time the director got rid of the foreigner who was pestering him, the car had already driven away.

Fearing that Xie Changqing would be stubborn and send her to the hospital, Wen Wan said, "Please take me back to University A, or else just leave me on the side of the road and I'll call a taxi myself."

"No, go to the hospital."

Wen Wan got angry when she heard him talking, "Why are we going to the hospital? Do you want me to check your brain?"

Xie Changqing looked at her helplessly, "It would be more reassuring to see a doctor."

"Let your uncle go," Wen Wan scolded him calmly, then looked at him calmly for a moment, "You really need to see your brain.

I won't accompany you, just let me off at the next intersection."

Perhaps seeing that she really couldn't make sense, Xie Changqing ignored her and signaled the driver with his eyes to go to the hospital.

Wen Wan suddenly became stubborn and didn't want to go to the hospital. She glanced at Xie Changqing coldly and said, "Ask the driver to stop the car, or I'll jump out."

Unexpectedly, Xie Changqing didn't even panic, but still sat upright, "You can try it."

Cars in the 1980s were all manually locked. You just had to pull up the black lock post on the door and the door would open.

The strange thing was that Wen Wan couldn't feel the small black protrusion after feeling around. She angrily slammed the car door a few times, which made the driver look distressed.

On the contrary, Xie Changqing looked calm, as if he had expected this, and said, "Give up on this idea!"

"Fuck you, if you dare take me to the hospital, I'll sue you for trafficking women."

"Casual!"

Whatever you say, Wen Wan became even angrier. She took out a metal hairpin from the bun on the back of her head and held one end in her hand, with the pointed end resting on the carotid artery on the side of Xie Changqing's neck.

"Tell him to stop the car, otherwise I will kill you."

Wen Wan was drunk and was not careful with her hands. The tip of the hairpin was particularly sharp and the skin on the side of his neck was pierced. Bright red blood stained the collar of his white shirt.

"Wan Wan" Xie Changqing rolled over as if his throat was blocked, "I'm sorry for what happened back then!"