CHAPTER 5

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Miss Yu looked a little nervous, and she quickly stood up from the booth and wanted to give up her seat to Han Jiangque.
Han Jiang Que did not sit down, although he stood in front of Zhuo Yuan, but he did not seem to see Zhuo Yuan at all, those dark eyes always looked at Wen Ke.
Zhuo Yuan also stared at Han Jiangque deadly, and since his high school days, he had hated Han Jiangque very much.
To this day, this sharp resistance has not changed.
Alpha clashes are often silent but brutal because pheromones can't deceive people.
In this era, Alpha and Omega's pheromones have been properly classified by biological research experts.

Zhuo Yuan and Wen Ke are both the smell of grass plants, and the pheromones of this type of person are mild and low-key, and the pheromones of other lines are easy to fit with each other, so Wen Ke and Zhuo Yuan will have a fit of up to 83%.

But for Alpha, overly bland grass-plant pheromones are often not something to be proud of.
Han Jiang Que is a typical wine pheromone.

Lower wine pheromones tend to be too strong, and the smell will make Omega very uncomfortable.
Although the high-level liquor system will not be too exposed, as the strongest of the more than ten factions, its domineering is still self-evident.

As soon as Han Jiang Que approached, the cold but aggressive pheromone smell on his body had completely suppressed the faint daffodil smell on Zhuo Yuan's body.
No alpha would like this feeling.
But Zhuo Yuan knew that he was no longer the Alpha whose family was hiding in a small city at the trough of his life.
The Zhuo family made a comeback, and he had already completely defeated Han Jiangque.

So he took the lead in reaching out to Han Jiangque: "This is also too coincidental, old classmate."

Of course, Zhuo Gongzi has his pride, such as the Patek Philippe on the wrist, which is very eye-catching at this time.
Han Jiangque withdrew his gaze from Wen Ke's face, and he first shook hands with Zhuo Yuan expressionlessly, then hesitated for a moment and held out his palm to Wen Ke.

Ke." His voice was low, and he took a deep look at Wen Ke: "I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Well, long time no see." Wen Ke murmured.
His fingers trembled slightly, and his fingers touched Han Jiangque's warm palm, and at that moment four words suddenly flashed in his heart--long farewell reunion.

It turned out that he and Han Jiangque would have a long-term reunion on this day.
At this time, Zhuo Yuan suddenly opened his mouth on the side: "Han Jiangque, we really haven't seen each other for a long time, but why are you here?" He said that he looked up and down at Han Jiangque here, squinted his eyes tentatively, and said, "It won't always work here, right?"

This sentence was obviously a little unkind, but Han Jiangque replied very decisively: "Yes."

Zhuo Yuan couldn't help but smile after listening to the answer, it was a very standard, Zhuo Yuan-style personable smile: "So, what kind of consultant are you here?" I didn't expect ah, Han Jiangque, you actually chose such a... SSpecial profession. After all, you don't look like someone who can serve others, or an Alpha, which is really surprising, right? Oh in addition, Xiao Ke and I came today to find an LM consultant to accompany him through the weak period of pheromones, how, is there a better consultant to recommend to the old classmates? Price is not a problem.

"Brother Zhuo." Wen Ke finally couldn't help but call lowly, his tone was already very unpleasant, but he still deliberately did not call the name directly, leaving enough room for Zhuo Yuan.
Even if Zhuo Yuan is a somewhat hypocritical person, he rarely shows his disdain so superficially.

But he really couldn't hide it.
The self-esteem of the adolescent Alpha is a ridiculous thing, even if it is rich and the achievements are outstanding, it is actually not as important as the attraction in the eyes of her peers.
Han Jiangque is an eternal thorn in Zhuo Yuan's heart -- such a useless poor boy, a single-parent family, bad grades, and a bad temper.

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