Luo Qianjun was driving Jin Lian's Maserati, humming a tune and feeling exceptionally elated.
"What's with you? Did you have bee shit for breakfast?" Qin Qing, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but ask.
"I'm getting married!" Luo Qianjun announced triumphantly. "As long as I help the Shen Family get rid of Ye Xiu, Wanqiu will marry me. You can come to the wedding for a drink. I won't turn you away just because you're Ye Xiu's wife."
Qin Qing scoffed. There was a saying that a woman in love has an IQ of zero, but she never expected a man in love to be just as dense.
No. Luo Qianjun wasn't even in love; this clown was just nursing a one-sided crush.
"You've been kidnapped by me. Why aren't you scared at all?" Luo Qianjun asked.
