Forced to marry by the most A Omega

Wen Yan has always been serious about his work. He almost never leaves his post during office hours. The so-called tiredness today is just an excuse.

He sat on the square on purpose, because he wanted to see Lu Shan and smell the forest fragrance on him for the first time.

It was a whim to go to the equipment room on the fifth floor to pick up meeting supplies. Part of the reason was to reduce the workload of the assistants along the way, but it was more because there was the largest tea room in the entire building.

Passing here, there is a high probability of hearing gossip.

His original intention was to let Lu Shan hear the ambiguity about the two of them from everyone, and see Lu Shan's reaction face to face, but unfortunately, the result seemed to backfire.

After picking up the meeting supplies alone, Wen Yan took the elevator to the top floor.

When I walked into the large conference room, there were still more than ten minutes before the meeting started. Almost all the participants had arrived, and Lu Shan was among them, sitting first on the left hand side of the long conference table, with his hands and legs crossed, his back Straight, expressionless, with cold eyes.

From the looks of others, they all thought that Mr. Lu's silence is golden, but only Wen Yan knew that he was actually holding his breath.

Probably because of this, the forest fragrance on Lu Shan's body is now stronger, and his aura is more sharp than before.

It seems that after hearing those words, he thought he was using him, even thought he was a sea king?

Wen Yan suddenly wanted to laugh helplessly.

Wen Yan walked to one end of the long table and put the big black box containing conference supplies on the ground.

The assistant immediately trotted over and said nervously: "Oh, Mr. Wen, why did you go get it yourself?! I was thinking that I would go here as soon as the arrangements were made!"

With a gentle smile, he said, "I happen to be on the way."

"Thank you, Mr. Wen!" Assistant Ba, who had a baby face, was full of gratitude, and earnestly urged, "But there will be no next time, this is my job!"

Wen Yan supported his chin with one arm on the table, looked sideways at the assistant opening the box and placing the equipment in an orderly manner, smiled a little bit, and said, "Alright Song Song, I'll listen to you."

"Hey hey." The assistant touched his head embarrassingly.

In the blind corner of the line of sight behind the two of them, Lu Shan crossed his arms and cast a vague glance at Wen Yan.

Today is the first all-hands discussion on the optimization design plan of Yangcheng air rail submitted by Lu Shan's team. In addition to him and Wen Yan, the participants also include the technical backbone of Wen Yan's C star government air rail system.The technicians in Lu Shan's team participated in the meeting via video.

First, the holographic model was used to demonstrate the content of the plan. After Lu Shan's team explained the test, government technicians offered their opinions, the two sides discussed, and finally Wen Yan summarized and conducted the model test again.

The meeting lasted more than four hours in full swing, and towards the end, Wen Yan suddenly began to feel unwell, with dizziness, nausea, chest tightness, and a little sweating.

For him, discomfort is a common thing, and he has long been able to deal with it calmly, but for some reason, today's symptoms are more serious, and as time goes by, he feels more and more that he will not be able to bear it anymore.

Persisted until the end of the meeting, the off-duty time has long passed, everyone dispersed, the building was empty, and the sky outside the window was gloomy.

He sat in the original position, feeling so uncomfortable that he couldn't concentrate at all. He lowered his head for a while, and suddenly found that there was another person opposite him, with his legs crossed, one arm on the table, his face was deep on the floor, and he didn't intend to move at all. .

It was Lu Shan.

Wen Yan: ...

Is this waiting for his explanation?

It's a pity that Wen Yan is really uncomfortable now, and he doesn't have the energy to think and deal with it at all, so he can only say: "The meeting has adjourned, Mr. Lu, please go quickly, if you have any questions, we will talk about it next time."

Because of the discomfort, his expression and tone became relaxed, not as gentle and friendly as usual, but more or less bored.

Lu Shan immediately frowned.

Wen Yan didn't see it - today's symptoms were inexplicable and violent, so he really couldn't care about anything else.

A sense of suffocation hit him, and he breathed out sadly, leaning on the chair and leaning down, resting his forehead with one hand.

Lu Shan finally realized something was wrong, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Wen Yan didn't speak.

Lu Shan stood up suspiciously and walked over, leaning over to look at it kindly.

Wen Yan raised his hand and waved it in resistance, signaling to leave him alone.

However, Lu Shan was determined to take care of it.

At this time, the previous doubts and anger were temporarily put aside. In addition to the instinctive goodwill that normal people would definitely have to deal with when facing this situation, there were also some sudden surges of selfishness in his heart.

It was Wen Yan who helped him out of susceptibility last time, so he must help Wen Yan this time, and he must help to the end!

In this way, he seems to be able...to even out a bit with Wen Yan psychologically.

Lu Shan grabbed Wen Yan's hand and found that the palm was very hot. He shuddered in his heart, and quickly touched his face and forehead. More heat and fine sweat came through his palm.

"You have a high fever?!" Lu Shan was terrified, "Go, go to the hospital." He immediately decided to help Wen Yan up, but Wen Yan resisted even more strongly.

"It's okay, you... don't worry about me, I'll take some medicine and rest for a while."

"How can it be okay if it's so hot!"

"It's really okay, I'm used to it!"

Wen Yan suddenly raised his voice in a rare but resolute manner, appearing a little broken and even a little angry.

Lu Shan was startled, stopped moving, and looked at him unexpectedly.

As if a large basin of cold water had been poured from the top of his head, he suddenly realized that he was actually not familiar with Wen Yan at all.

He was a little disappointed, but he had to take a step back and confirmed: "Is there really no need to go to the hospital?"

Wen Yan bowed and nodded.

"Then do you want to contact the doctor for you? Or call someone? Call your assistant?"

Wen Yan shook his head, shaking his head very quickly, in Lu Shan's view, he had the posture of "you hurry up and get out of here".

Lu Shan sighed depressingly.

Although he was not as persistent as before, he still felt that he couldn't just leave like this. He gritted his teeth and continued to ask at the risk of being annoying: "Do you have any medicine on you?"

Wen Yan still shook his head.

"Then help you buy it?"

"Need not."

The scene was deadlocked.

After a long silence, when Lu Shan was thinking that maybe he should really go, Wen Yan suddenly said in a low voice, "I have medicine at home."

Lu Shan was taken aback.

Is this... a hint?

"Then, shall I take you home?" Lu Shan asked tentatively.

Finally, Wen Yan nodded slightly, and tried to stand up with his hands on the table, Lu Shan hurriedly supported him.

"Can you drive? I'm too dizzy and don't want to take the empty train." Wen Yan leaned on Lu Shan's shoulder, his body shaking a little.

He didn't have any hope at first, but Lu Shan gave a "hmm" and said, "Of course it will, often."

In the era of the Star Alliance, all kinds of empty tracks with high speed and high privacy are the mainstream choice for people to travel, but the cars of the ancient earth era have not been eliminated, but compared with the past, the value of cars today is more for viewing and collecting. There are very few people who are really willing to use it in their daily life.

So Lu Shan was also a little surprised, after all, Wen Yan circled the empty track all day long, looking like he was at odds with the car.

In the end, he was completely shocked when he helped Wen Yan, who was walking swaying, from the straight ladder to the parking lot on the top floor of the building, and saw that terribly handsome supercar.

Black lacquered body, light and smooth lines, knowledgeable people can tell at a glance that it is a private customization of a top designer, and there will be no second one if you search the entire Star Alliance!

When he got closer, Lu Shan discovered that there was actually a decoration on the car that looked completely black. On the driver's door, there was a cute rabbit engraved with inlay technology!

The palm is big, dark silver in color, and the looming luster flickers in a low-key and high-end way.

Lu Shan subconsciously turned her head and looked at its owner in surprise.

25 years old, male alpha at the top of the star c pyramid.

There is such a contrast.

"Yangcheng Apartment No. [-]." Wen Yan didn't realize it, and bowed into the passenger seat.

Lu Shan then came to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, a sharp roar sounded, and the sports car drove out at high speed.

Wen Yan looked distractedly at the car window on his side, where Lu Shan's driving profile was reflected: sharp edges and corners, textured skin, high nose bridge, focused and steady eyes.

In the small car, the fragrance of the forest is close at hand, refreshing.

All of a sudden, Wen Yan felt that he was not as uncomfortable as before, and the anxiety in his heart was subsiding, as if he had become transparent and softened from head to toe.

"sorry."

At this moment, he couldn't help letting go of his guard, and whispered sincerely.

"I'm sorry for hiding something from you."

Lu Shan was startled, and turned to look over.

Wen Yan nestled his thin body wearily, showing an extremely delicate weakness all over his body.

In an instant, Lu Shan figured it out a little bit, the whole thing seemed to be nothing to be persistent about.

So he turned his head and looked straight ahead, took a slow breath, and spoke seriously.