老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 122

Small Bird: I just want to ask, is it too late to be Xie Yang's fan? Can I increase my chances of winning? I'm not greedy. Just let me win the two person luxury cruise. #You can really do what you want with money#

A Lucky Day: #You can really do what you want with money# Is this the world of the rich? Letting out a sour sigh!

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Xie Yang learned what Qiu Xing had done after he took a shower and received a call from Qin Cheng. He hung up and clicked into Weibo. The software opened and the new album poster immediately jumped out. It disappeared after a few seconds and the Weibo homepage appeared.

It really appeared. 

Xie Yang took a few seconds to digest it before clicking on the popular Weibo list. Qiu Xing’s Weibo and Rongding’s official blogs that issued the lucky draws lined up in a spectacular and neat manner.

“……”

He was about to look at the comments on Qiu Xing’s Weibo when he saw a notification from a ‘special attention’ person. He reflexively clicked on it. Qiu Xing had updated a new post 10 seconds ago.

[Qiu Xing: Does he need it?] 

The comments area under this post had been dominated by netizens and fans with super fast hand speeds.

Setting Sail: No, Yang Yang doesn’t need it! Chairman Qiu is always mighty! Let me win a prize!

Sportsman: No, I wish you 99. Please let me win!

Xie Yang, “……” 

He couldn’t help imagining Qiu Xing’s angry and mocking look when he posted this. He let out a low laugh, put away his phone and walked out of the bedroom. He approached the study, knocked on the door and pushed it open without waiting for Qiu Xing to respond. He looked at Qiu Xing behind the desk and asked, “You’re using your office to look at Weibo and fight against sunspots?”

Qiu Xing made a face as he frantically reported the words of the sunspots. Seeing Xie Yang coming in, he closed the laptop, flipped through the documents in front of him and replied, “What fight? There is no need.”

“Who just posted on Weibo?”

Qiu Xing looked at the file intently and spoke lightly, “I just casually typed a few words. He Jun arranged the rest.” 

“Really?” Xie Yang walked to the desk and scanned Qiu Xing’s expression. He walked around, pulled at Qiu Xing’s hand that was holding the document and sat directly on Qiu Xing’s lap. He held the mouse, clicked on the browser and restored the webpage.

Qiu Xing was stiff. He felt the weight on his body and smelled the fragrance of Xie Yang’s shower gel. He looked at the back of Xie Yang’s head and his Adam’s apple moved as he slowly placed his hand on Xie Yang’s waist.

The page was successfully restored. Xie Yang glanced at it and then looked back at Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing’s senses returned and found that his action of opening a side account to report the sunspots had been exposed. His expression tensed. 

Xie Yang hadn’t expected Qiu Xing to do such a naive thing. He smiled and asked, “No need?”

“……”