The scumbag of a wealthy family

Wei Huan fell into the water. He was so drunk that he couldn't tell where he was.His feverish body felt bone-chillingly cold, and he became sober in an instant. He struggled and couldn't make a sound. The water flooded his head. Wei Huan felt that he was about to drown, and he was thinking of the only person he cared about.

Shen Lingzhe opened the bathroom door. He took a look at Wei Huan's distressed appearance, took off his suit, and let the bodyguards go out.

Wei Huan was thrashing about in the bathtub, Shen Lingzhe walked over and looked down at him.

Shen Lingzhe rolled up his shirt cuffs, squatted down, and ran his fingers through Wei Huan's wet hair.

With a bang, Wei Huan's upper body was dragged out of the cold water, his handsome face was wet, his lips were blue from the cold, and he kept coughing out water.

Shen Lingzhe pinched his chin with great strength, and asked in a serious voice, "Are you awake?"

"Cough...cough cough..." Wei Huan scratched the edge of the bathtub with his fingers, and coughed hoarsely. He heard the sound coming from far and near, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

He opened his eyes, the water marks blurred his vision, and tried to see the man in front of him clearly, "Ah...cough cough...Azhe..."

Shen Lingzhe sneered, "Should I call you Wei Huan, or Wei Qian?"

Wei Huan blinked in confusion, his brain was paralyzed by alcohol and turned very slowly, "Cough...you know..."

"Yes, I know." Shen Lingzhe gritted his teeth, "I know that you approached me to investigate the Jinjie case."

Wei Huan shook his head.

Shen Lingzhe roared: "Wei Huan, I told you not to lie to me!"

"I haven't." Wei Huan said to himself.

Shen Lingzhe grabbed his hair and pressed him into the water, "Uh—" Wei Huan struggled with his limbs, his fingers grabbed Shen Lingzhe's collar, the splash of water splashed on Shen Lingzhe's side face, Wei Huan was eager to breathe, and tried to lift Start, "I—"

Shen Lingzhe pressed his head with dark eyes, "Should I believe you?"

"Hmm..." Wei Huan was submerged in the water, unable to say a word, his face flushed red from choking as he sucked in the water in his nose.

He splashed the water in the bathtub, shook his head desperately but couldn't break free from Shen Lingzhe's palm, his clothes were soaked and stuck tightly to his body, he could only hear the sound of water in his ears, and his senses gradually became numb.

Shen Lingzhe grabbed his hair and pulled it out of the water again, wow—the water overflowed the bathtub.

Wei Huan's consciousness drifted, and he saw Shen Lingzhe staring at him with cold eyes. Wei Huan's palm grabbed Shen Lingzhe's face. He staggered up, his eyes were scarlet, and he roared hoarsely: "I didn't lie to you..."

"I do not have!"

Shen Lingzhe grabbed Wei Huan's wrist, pulled him away, stood up with a cold face and walked out of the bathroom.

Wei Huan stared at his back, and fell back weakly into the bathtub. He let the water flow over his eyes, and his body felt heavy as he fell into the whirlpool.

Shen Lingzhe was lying on the bed alone, staring blankly at the ceiling with empty eyes. He recalled every word Wei Huan had said. He said, I will wait for you, no matter how long I will wait...

But if he didn't look for him tonight, Shen Lingzhe smiled wryly. He sat here for a whole night, and his people couldn't find Wei Huan at all...

Shen Lingzhe closed his eyes tiredly, if all this was a lie from the beginning, how should he treat him?

Shen Lingzhe was in a trance, like a dream or waking up, he heard weeping calls, and he saw Wei Huan lying in the bathtub with a pale body, lifeless.

The picture flashed, and Shen Lingzhe woke up suddenly. Drenched in sweat, he got out of bed and ran to the bathroom with bare feet, and pushed open the door. Wei Huan curled up in the bathtub, with his arms folded in his hands, his body shivering from the cold.

Shen Lingzhe gasped and leaned against the door frame, raised his head against the door panel, he knew that what he was afraid of was never Wei Huan cheating him, what he was afraid of was leaving.

There is nothing around Shen Lingzhe. Wei Huan said that he walked into Shen Lingzhe's world and touched Shen Lingzhe's loneliness. If Wei Huan left without nostalgia as Kong Jie said, what would be left of Shen Lingzhe? ?

Shen Lingzhe raised his eyes and stared at Wei Huan paranoidly.

In the morning, Wei Huan woke up in the bathtub. He dragged his wet body to get up, stepped on the floor, and walked out of the bathroom.

Shen Lingzhe sat by the bed in his home clothes, holding his mobile phone quietly.

Wei Huan rarely greeted him. He slept in the wet and cold bathroom all night, and was about to climb into bed for a good night's sleep.

"Do you remember what we said last night?" Shen Lingzhe's cold voice came.

Wei Huan lay beside Shen Lingzhe, hugging the pillow and getting ready to sleep. His voice was muffled and nasal, "I don't remember."

"I'll give you what you want, and I'll give you freedom. No one will control you anymore. You should be very happy, right?" Shen Lingzhe said calmly without looking sideways.

Wei Huan stood up and asked hoarsely, "What do you mean?"

"Understood, divorce, right?" Wei Huan nodded, before Shen Lingzhe could answer.

Wei Huan lifted the quilt and went to the cloakroom.

Shen Lingzhe's fingers tightened, and the knuckles of the mobile phone creaked, staring sharply at Wei Huan's back.

Wei Huan walked into the cloakroom, opened the closet and saw that his trophy box had been dug out. It turned out that Shen Lingzhe had already discovered these.

After a while, Wei Huan walked out of the cloakroom in casual clothes. He stared at Shen Lingzhe and asked, "This is what you want, isn't it?"

Wei Huan suddenly raised his voice, pointed at Shen Lingzhe and said, "I'd like to see, which one of us can't do without the other!"

Shen Lingzhe gritted his teeth, his face was ugly, he picked up the antique desk lamp on the bedside table and threw it at Wei Huan.

Wei Huan didn't move, the desk lamp passed by his ear and hit the door panel behind him, it was instantly torn apart.

Shen Lingzhe got up, walked towards him angrily, raised his foot and kicked Wei Huan, "Otherwise?"

"Do you want you to continue using me?"

"Why are you approaching me? Don't you know?"

Wei Huan moved away, and Shen Lingzhe kicked on the door panel, with a bang as if the whole room was shaking.

"Shen Lingzhe, what reason do you have to get angry?" Wei Huan clasped his shoulders, put his arm against him and slammed against the door, "Is it because you don't trust your husband, or do you try to find Kong Qi to cooperate?"

The fragile door panel was on the verge of limit, Shen Lingzhe grabbed Wei Huan's collar, "What did you use to convince me? It was a scam from the beginning. You want to investigate this matter, so why come here with me?"

Wei Huan's eyes were tearing apart, and he raised his fist, "What did I lie to you? Just because I used to be a policeman?"

"That's right, I'm a policeman." Wei Huan said frankly.

Shen Lingzhe glared at him when he heard his confession.

Wei Huan's fist landed on Shen Lingzhe's ear, "So I can't tolerate my lover doing anything that hurts himself or others! I can help you, how about you?"

"Prison me and say nothing! I am your husband, not a dog you have raised."

"Shen Lingzhe, I warned you, put away your perverted desire to control!"

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Wei Huan frowned, heard a crisp sound, and stared at Shen Lingzhe for no reason.

The bodies of the two began to tilt, and the door panel fell overwhelmed. Wei Huan widened his eyes, hugged Shen Lingzhe's body, and protected his head with his palms.

"Uh——" The two of them hit the floor heavily, Shen Lingzhe was pinned down by Wei Huan, and he grabbed his collar with his palms and was uncontrollably angry.

Wei Huan stretched his arms, worried about where he would hit, but stared at Shen Lingzhe's red eyes, ready to roar the next moment, bent down and bit his lips in a strange way.

Wei Huan's kiss was full of anger, and he bit his lower lip mercilessly. Shen Lingzhe was in pain, his throat rolled and roared, and he struggled to push him away, but Wei Huan grabbed his wrist and lifted it above his head...

"Hmm..." he murmured.

Desperately twisted the waist.

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