Chapter 66
Lin Qiong looked at the man through the dim light. Because of the backlight, most of his face was hidden in the shadows, and the expression on his face could not be seen.
Without thinking much, he said, "Well, I used it to practice hand massage when I went to the Chinese medicine clinic today."
"Master said progress would be faster this way."
Fu Xingyun: "Have you done it to others before?"
"Yeah." Lin Qiong nodded like a chicken.
Fu Xingyun's face darkened after hearing this, "Who?"
Lin Qiong said without thinking, "Dummy."
"..."
"When I went there before, I always pressed the acupuncture points marked on the dummy. Yesterday, Jing Lin happened to be here, so I used it. The master said it was best to use a real person to massage and practice my hands." He said with a smile on his lips, "It's okay.There is a scenic forest."
Although the young man spoke in a trickling voice, the movements of his hands did not stop him from being extremely serious.
The other party spoke in a coquettish tone, and Fu Xingyun noticed that Lin Qiong always seemed to speak like this, with a playful little tail that was twitching towards people.
Fu Xingyun looked at the person attached to his leg in silence, and pressed his cheek impatiently with the tip of his tongue.
Fortunately, there is Jinglin--
His tone was pleasant but also seemed to be a little thankful and dependent, which was very unpleasant to listen to. Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong and asked, "Did you tell him this too?"
"What?"
Fu Xingyun wanted to pretend not to care, but his tone was harsh and scary, "Fortunately, I have Fu Jinglin."
Lin Qiong raised his head and said, "No, I just promised him to cook him ribs."
"So this meal is for him tonight?"
Lin Qiong sat up slightly, feeling that the other party's words were sour for some reason.
Faced with the opponent's strange brain circuit, Lin Qiong planned to follow the opponent first, and then Baba came to the person's side.
"Of course not, how is it possible?" Lin Qiong's little face came close to the person, her eyes flashing, "Of course I made it for you."
"I made them all for you." He said and used the skill of a pig to cup cabbage, and cupped the man's shoulder. "Why are you arguing with a child?"
"He is seventeen this year."
"..."
Fu Xingyun's eyes were serious, and his deep black eyes were even more mysterious in the dim environment, touching and swallowing.
Lin Qiong looked at it and swallowed, "He can't eat much."
"That pot was for dogs to eat?"
Seeing the man fussing over everything and not giving in at all, Lin Qiong whispered, "You also ate a pot."
"What?"
Lin Qiong put on a professional fake smile and said, "It's nothing."
Fu Xingyun was very generous with his purchases. He spent his money and bought things as he pleased. Fu Jinglin also showed off to him the card Fu Xingyun gave him, so the two of them compared it. In the end, because of his cardWill win with golden glory.
How could such a wealthy man with so much wealth get into trouble with a pot of meat?
Lin Qiong looked at the unhappy man and comforted him in a low voice: "Then I won't do it for him next time. There's no point in crying and I won't give him a bite. I'll do it for you alone."
The two were so close that all the young man's words flew into his ears. Fu Xingyun felt that his ear was numb, as if a little beast with even fur was scratching his heart.
Fu Xingyun frowned and said in a cold voice, "Don't act like a baby."
Lin Qiong looked innocent.
The conscience of heaven and earth, wasn't he coaxing him?!
How coquettish.
Lin Qiong curled her lips and said, "I didn't."
Fu Xingyun looked sideways at him, "You still said no!"
Lin Qiong raised her arrogant head, "That's not the case with coquettishness."
As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Xingyun with a look of arrogance.
The man swallowed, "What kind of thing is that?"
"If I did, you would have to admit that you misunderstood me."
Fu Xingyun remained silent.
Lin Qiong was slightly possessed, looking at the person with clear eyes. She placed a hand on Fu Xingyun's strong arm and shook it, "Do you admit it or not?"
Fu Xingyun's eyes suddenly went dark, his heart was hit hard by something, and his brain stopped thinking for a moment.
Lin Qiong straightened up and said, "Look, this is acting like a baby."
Then he stretched out a finger and pointed at the man's finger, "Don't misunderstand me in the future."
Fu Xingyun stared at the person's every move. In the dim light, Lin Qiong and the person couldn't see the person's expression clearly unless they were close together. It can be said that an ignorant person is fearless and he pushed the person's leg again with a groan.
After finishing the set, Lin Qiong clapped her hands and said, "Do you feel better today?"
The man's voice said in a dull voice, "Yeah."
Lin Qiong: "I'll practice with Jing Lin tomorrow."
The other party blurted out, "No."
Lin Qiong looked at the person, "Why?"
"..." Fu Xingyun held back his words for a long time, "He will go to school tomorrow."
Lin Qiong said, "It's okay. He said he has a two-hour lunch break, one hour for eating and one hour for massage."
Fu Xingyun:......
The man took a deep breath, "Is there anything he needs to press?"
"Isn't Jing Lin practicing physical education? He said that sometimes he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't prepare properly. I'll give you some massage while I'm learning."
With that said, he got up from the bed.
"Lin Qiong."
Hearing someone suddenly call her, Lin Qiong turned around and said, "What's wrong?"
"Wear a high collar when you go out from now on."
Lin Qiong made a confused voice, "Why?"
Thinking of the scenery with people looming, "It's getting cold."
After the other party reminded Lin Qiong, she remembered that it was already late autumn, and it would be winter in a while.
Fu Xingyun has been recovering for two months. Maybe it was because he didn't take anyone out for a walk during this period and he didn't have the intention to observe the seasonal changes. Lin Qiong even forgot about the time.
He scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect Fu Xingyun to care about others, "Yes, but I don't have many turtlenecks."
"Then go buy some."
Lin Qiong: "Okay, I'll go to the mall tomorrow to check it out."
With that said, he turned around and left the room, not forgetting to say good night as he left.
The next morning Fu Jinglin was forced to get up early and sit on the sofa thinking about life.
Do I really need this diploma?
Lin Qiong came out of the kitchen and said, "My eldest nephew, go ask your uncle for dinner."
Fu Jinglin replied feebly, "I know."
After saying that, she lifted the quilt and got up from the sofa. Lin Qiong looked at the pajamas that were a little longer than the feet, "Why do your pajamas look like water pipes?"
Fu Jinglin is not short, but he is a big man. Because of his physical training, he has become stronger and taller. He never imagined that he would have long pants.
Fu Jinglin lowered his head and glanced at the pants piled on his feet, and said, "It's a bit long."
Lin Qiong looked at the person, "How tall are you?"
"One hundred and eighty-five." He raised his leg and said, "These are my uncle's pants."
Lin Qiong was surprised, "Is Xingyun taller than you?"
Fu Jinglin nodded, not knowing why the other party was surprised.
Then I went upstairs to ask someone to eat.
Maybe it was because he had been sitting in a wheelchair for a long time. Lin Qiong always thought that Fu Xingyun was only as tall as when he was in a wheelchair.
Unexpectedly, my uncle's baby was older than my nephew's.
Then Lin Qiong also straightened up his figure. In fact, he was not short and was only 1.8 meters tall, but he had a small frame and not much flesh on his body, so he did not show off his height.
After Fu Jinglin went up to the third floor, he knocked on Fu Xingyun's door and said cautiously, "Uncle is out for dinner."
The door opened in response. Fu Xingyun glanced at him and then his eyes fell on the person's legs.
Fu Jinglin was looked at as if there were dozens of needles on his back. He looked down at his legs warily, "What's wrong, uncle?"
"Are your legs uncomfortable?"
Fu Jinglin was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was concerned about him and was moved for a moment. "It's nothing. It was just that it was stretched out during the previous exercise."
Fu Xingyun took another look. Just when Fu Jinglin was about to receive the second wave of care, the man suddenly said, "If you are sick, go to the hospital."
"..."
When Lin Qiong saw the two people coming down, she put breakfast on the table.
Lin Qiong wiped her mouth after using it and glanced at Fu Jinglin, who was about to have a third bowl of porridge, "Don't eat it."
Fu Jinglin was stunned on the spot. Lin Qiong raised her hand and stuffed the man with two buns, "Let's go, or we'll be late for school soon."
Fu Jinglin took out his phone and looked at the time, "There's still half an hour left."
Lin Qiong smiled shyly, "I'll drive."
Fu Jinglin stood up from the chair with a bang, "Let's go then."
"..."
Lin Qiong stood up and patted Fu Xingyun on the shoulder, "Let's go."
The man replied while eating his breakfast.
Along the way, while Fu Jinglin was eating steamed buns, he didn't forget to check the road conditions with Lin Qiong, for fear of any safety accident.
Fu Jinglin was confused when he was waiting at the traffic light, "Are you free every day and don't have a job?"
"Yes." Lin Qiong looked at the red light with jumping numbers, "It just got cut off."
Fu Jinglin frowned, "Why did you cut off your beard?"
"I originally talked about an advertisement, but someone else cut me off halfway." The other party said in a nonchalant tone.
Young Master Fu Jinglin lost his temper, "Then why don't you snatch it back?"
Lin Qiong: "If it's gone, it'll be gone. There's no need to fly all over the place."
Fu Jinglin looked at the other party's demeanor and said, "Why don't you have any ambition at all?"
Lin Qiong didn't refute. He really wanted to be more leisurely now. In his last life, he worked hard and ended up sleeping under a bridge and starved to death on the street. He could be as comfortable as he wants in this life.
Maybe after the divorce he can rekindle his career ambitions.
Fu Jinglin: "What do you call the person who robs your resources?"
Lin Qiong glanced at him and said, "Stop asking, you can just study in peace now."
Fu Jinglin's face turned pale, "I'm too lazy to care."
As he spoke, he looked out the window and accidentally saw a cake shop.
He couldn't help but say, "My uncle's birthday is coming soon."
Lin Qiong was shocked after hearing this, "Birthday?!"
Fu Jinglin nodded, "It will be in early December."
Lin Qiong figured it out, wouldn't there be two weeks left?!"
Then he looked at Fu Jinglin and said, "What do you want me to give you?"
"I don't know, but my uncle never reads the ones I give as gifts."
"What did you give me as a gift?"
"The luminous Tiga!"
"..."
Fu Jinglin was indignant, "I reluctantly gave up my love, but every year he wouldn't look at me."
"You send Tiga as a gift every year?"
Fu Jinglin scratched his head and said, "Actually, not really."
Lin Qiong breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, maybe she could get some reference.
"Sending Gaia sometimes."
"..."
After sending people to school, Lin Qiong went to the mall to buy some turtlenecks.
But at this moment, all she could think about was what to give Fu Xingyun as a birthday gift. Lin Qiong got out of the car and looked at the bare branches on the tree, then strode into the mall and got straight to the point.
"Boss, bring out your best long johns!"
Chapter 67
The boss was stunned for a moment when he heard this. It was the first time he had seen someone so bold in buying long johns.
"How big do you want sir?"
Lin Qiong reported Fu Xingyun's size. After hearing this, the boss took out a few pairs and said, "These are quite good ones. You can see how warm these fleece ones are."
Lin Qiong reached out and touched the thickness, "Okay, I'll take them all."
The boss packed it up with a smile, and Lin Qiong came out carrying the bag.
Fu Xingyun was born into a wealthy family when he was a child. Wherever he was rich and powerful, people would flatter him. He should have seen all the good things. He couldn't afford such expensive antiques. The high price that Wei Wei could afford might be the other person's.It's not uncommon to see too many.
Then he lowered his head and glanced at the long johns in his hand. Although they were simple and unpretentious, they were durable and still a necessity.
Lin Qiong smiled and shook her head.
Oh, he is such a clever little guy.
"Is this your birthday gift to me?" An angry and disbelieving voice suddenly came from not far ahead.
The boy on the side quickly raised his hand to cover the person's mouth and looked around in embarrassment, "Oh my God, can you please lower your voice?"
"Why do you want me to keep my voice down?!"
The distance was less than half a meter, so Lin Qiong was at a loss and walked directly to the hat shop next to her.
The store manager was enjoying his melon and looked at the quarreling couple and said to Lin Qiong, "What do you want to buy, sir?"
Lin Qiong: "...Just take a look."
The store manager kept his eyes open and said, "Okay."
"Look at what you gave me. Are you willing to take it out? We have been together for five years. You gave me this for my birthday."
The store manager took a breath, "Do you think that man is too much?"
Lin Qiong:?
Who are you talking to?
Lin Qiong looked back around, then raised her finger and pointed at herself, "Me?"
The store manager nodded, "Yeah."
Just as Lin Qiong was about to speak, the quarreling girl continued: "On your birthday, did I not give you the sneakers you like or the watch you were reluctant to buy? Is this how you treat me?"
"Okay, keep your voice down, don't you feel embarrassed?"
Lin Qiong frowned, "Scumbag."
The store manager echoed, "Who says it's not?"
Lin Qiong had just arrived and didn't know what happened before, so she asked, "What did that boy give me?"
The store manager shook his head, "I don't know, but it's not worth anything. The girl took one look at it and threw it back into the bag."
The boy who had the quarrel had a bad look on his face and started to sound impatient, "Don't you think our love is not measured by money? Why are you so materialistic now that I'm giving you some cheap gifts?!"
The girl looked at the person aggrieved and shouted, "Money cannot be measured, but you must also be careful! What are you giving me?!"
Lin Qiong pointed and said, "That's right."
"You call me materialistic, why don't you call yourself poor?"
Lin Qiong cursed, "That's right."
Pooh!Scumbag.
The more the girl thought about it, the angrier she became. She took out the things in the bag and threw them at the boy, "Let's break up. Take your autumn clothes and go fall in love."
Lin Qiong: "That's right..."
etc!The birthday gift that man gave his girlfriend was autumn clothes?!"
Lin Qiong lowered his head and glanced at the long johns in his hand.
I sat up in shock when I was dying, the scumbag was actually me!
After the two people quarreled, the store manager made a post-viewing comment, "What a scumbag. I gave him an autumn coat on his birthday after four years of being together!"
Lin Qiong felt a little unsure for a moment, "Yes."
The more Lin Qiong looked at the long johns in her hand, the more she felt that she was a scumbag. After coming to this world, Fu Xingyun could be said to be the person closest to him.
Let him jump directly from the poor class to the wealthy.
Feed him, give him clothes, give him money.
He can't just give him long johns, he must also think of something thoughtful.
Lin Qiong was still distressed until she went to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic at noon, looking at Fu Jinglin lying on the bed, waiting to be slaughtered.
"Great nephew."
Fu Jinglin, who was 1.85 meters tall, was posing enchantingly on the bed, "What's wrong?"
"What will you give your uncle for his birthday this year?"
Fu Jinglin shook his head, "I haven't decided yet, what do you want to give me?"
"I don't know either."
Fu Jinglin thought for a while, "Actually, you can go back and ask uncle what he likes."
"Wouldn't there be no surprises then?"
"If you mention it casually, he won't be relieved."
Lin Qiong Oh, yes.
After dinner in the evening, Lin Qiong came to the person's room as usual and massaged the person's legs. After that, she did not leave but rubbed herself next to the person and lay next to him.
"Xingyun."
The man looked at the book in his hand and said, "Yeah."
"Can I ask you something?"
Fu Xingyun: "Say."
"What do you like?"
The man's hand holding the book paused, then turned his head and met the man's expectant eyes.
Lin Qiong came up to the person and asked, "What do you like?"
Fu Xingyun turned his head away instantly, "It's nothing..."
It seems that rich people have little desire for the world. If you ask him, he can tell you three days and two nights.
"Isn't there anything you particularly like?"
Looking at the person's expectant eyes, Fu Xingyun's hand holding the book tightened, and wrinkles gradually appeared on the originally flat pages.
I wanted to speak but couldn't. I felt a little hot on my face for a moment.
Fortunately, the lights in the room were dim, covering up the rare helplessness on the man's face.
Lin Qiong put her hand on the person's forearm and shook it, "Tell me, I want to know more about you."
Fu Xingyun coughed and said, "I like you...I like your cooking."
Lin Qiong burst into laughter upon hearing the fair face, "Really?"
Although I am happy, the answer is of no use at all.
Lin Qiong sat with the person in a good mood for a while, then got up and planned to go back to the room.
"Xingyun, good night."
Fu Xingyun looked at the person at the door and said, "Good night."
The door was closed, and not long after, Lin Qiong opened it again and a little head popped up, "That's right, Xingyun."
The man's eyes softened in the darkness, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong raised her hand and pointed, "It's time to turn the page of your book."
Fu Xingyun:......
After Lin Qiong left, the man looked down at the page of the book he had been reading for twenty minutes, then took a deep breath and closed the book with a bang.
The next day, Fu Jinglin sat in the car and looked at Lin Qiong, "Did you ask yesterday?"
"asked."
"What did my uncle say?"
"He said he liked my cooking."
Fu Jinglin, who was caught off guard and stuffed with dog food:...
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have asked.
"Then why don't you just cook a meal on your birthday?"
"How can that work!" Lin Qiong looked serious, "There is no sincerity at all."
As he said this, his eyes lit up as he thought of something, "Do you know where I can get a private order?"
Fu Jinglin: "I know."
"Just tell me."
Fu Jinglin smiled confidently, "Please."
Lin Qiong's face fell after hearing this, "I will send you home now."
"Don't, don't!" Fu Jinglin said quickly after hearing this: "I'll give you the address right now. My mother will definitely break my legs if I go back now."
Lin Qiong got the address as she wished, dropped her off at school and drove there. However, when she arrived at the door of the store, Lin Qiong couldn't move for a while.
Looking at the gorgeous and extravagant decorations in front of him, both in appearance and in the windows, he hesitated for a moment, and he didn't know if he could afford it.
In his previous life, even if Liang Jingru gave him the courage, he would not dare to step forward.
After all, he is also a country bumpkin with a little bit of pride.
Then Lin Qiong took a deep breath and walked in.
The clerk came to me immediately with a decent smile and said, "Hello, sir."
"Hello."
Although Lin Qiong was dressed plainly, the clerk still asked very professionally: "Sir, do you need anything?"
Lin Qiong said, "I heard that your private customization is good, and I would like to order something."
The clerk was a little embarrassed when he heard it, and apologized: "Sorry, sir, our private customization is by appointment only, and we haven't taken orders in the past two months."
Lin Qiong: "My eldest nephew said that if you want to order now, you can give his name."
"Sir, who is your great nephew?"
"Fu Jinglin."
knock!Isn't this the name of their company's nephew, the big boss of the company?
Although the Fu family is not their direct boss, their bosses are attached to the Fu family's company, so they must not be neglected.
The clerk once again looked at this young man who was wearing ordinary clothes but had a superior appearance. "Sir, please wait a moment. I will go and ask you."
With that said, he hurried to the back cabinet, but came back quickly.
This time there was also a manager coming with him, "Mr. Lin, right? Let's go in and talk so we can better understand the style and concept you want."
Lin Qiong was a little at a loss for a moment, but she still followed in.
The manager and Lin Qiong sat down face to face, "Sir, do you want to order tailor-made clothes or..."
Lin Qiong said very directly: "I want to order a cane."
The manager was not surprised. After all, there are many people who make English gentleman's walking sticks. "Are you using it or not?"
"My husband uses it." Lin Qiong stood up and gestured to the desired height of the cane. "I want something stronger and more supportive."
"Of course that's no problem." The manager said as he took out a large booklet, "There are many cane styles made in our store. Of course, Mr. Lin can design his own if he wants. I recommend the material of dark wood."
Lin Qiong listened carefully and then asked, "Can I participate in the production process?"
The manager was stunned. With so many people coming to order, he was the first to make this request.
"There's nothing wrong with Mr. Lin if he wants to."
Lin Qiong's eyes lit up when she heard this. When Fu Jinglin was leaving school, he saw Lin Qiong standing at the school gate waiting for him to finish school.
The friend next to him bumped into him, "Fuck, who is that Fu Jinglin? You're the one who picked him up because he's good-looking?!"
Fu Jinglin instantly raised his leg and gave the person a kick, "What the fuck, she's my uncle's wife."
The friend immediately shut up when he heard this, "You pretend I didn't say that."
Fu Jinglin got into the car and looked at Lin Qiong who was looking happy, "Why are you so happy?"
Lin Qiong glanced at Fu Jinglin gratefully, "My nephew, I didn't expect your name to be so useful."
Fu Jinglin became very arrogant when he heard this, "It's nothing, no matter how much face I have, others will give me some.
Then he asked: "What are you going to give to my uncle?"
Lin Qiong did not tell him directly but said tactfully: "I helped your uncle walk."
Fu Jinglin understood, "Zu Lijian?"
Chapter 68
Lin Qiong:......
"Don't tell your uncle yet."
Fu Jinglin thought he had guessed correctly and smiled confidently, "Are you afraid that my uncle won't be surprised if he finds out?"
Lin Qiong looked at the unfortunate child and said, "I'm afraid your uncle will beat you to death if he finds out."
"..."
Fu Jinglin froze, then patted his chest and gave Lin Qiong a gesture, "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone."
Then I sat in the car seat and thought hard.
Will he give Severn or Taylor this year?
After delivering Fu Jinglin early the next morning, Lin Qiong drove to the private custom-made studio to participate in the production.
Lin Qiong looked at the large gloomy wood and swallowed, "Do these need to be polished?"
The designer nodded, "Mr. Lin can just watch from the sidelines. You don't have to do anything. Supervising the work is also a kind of participation."
The main reason is that after knowing Lin Qiong's background, I didn't dare to let him get started. It would be difficult to handle if something unexpected happened during the process.
Lin Qiong shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I can do a small part."
Seeing that the attempts to dissuade him failed, the designer agreed.
Although she has lived two lifetimes, this is the first time Lin Qiong has done this kind of work. She worked with some staff to polish and then carve.
However, it only took a day to polish it. When Lin Qiong came out of the studio, she felt that her hands were no longer her own, with lingering tremors in her hands.
When he arrived at school, Fu Jinglin looked at the tiny sawdust on Lin Qiong's body that couldn't be cleaned away, "What are you doing?"
Lin Qiong started the car and "experienced life."
Then he glanced at Fu Jinglin and asked, "Why don't you go home yet?"
Fu Jinglin closed his mouth and muttered, "My mother went abroad and won't come back until next month."
Lin Qiong was surprised. Fu Yuan has always been a very gentle woman, "Your mother hasn't looked for you?"
"I've looked for her." Fu Jinglin said, "I was originally asked to go home, but I called her fat and she told me not to go back."
Lin Qiong:......
As the saying goes, if you don't do it, you will die.
In the next two weeks, Lin Qiong went out early and came back late every day. At night, Lin Qiong was so tired that she fell asleep, but she still went to Fu Xingyun's room to give massages very dedicatedly.
Looking at the man who was obviously not energetic, Fu Xingyun said: "Go to bed when you feel sleepy."
Lin Qiong shook his head, "I'm not sleepy."
"What happened to the hand?"
Lin Qiong looked down and saw many small cuts on the fair skin of her hands. They were not big but there were a lot of them.
Lin Qiong casually fooled him, "I was bitten by a mosquito and then scratched."
"Are there mosquitoes in winter?"
Lin Qiong nodded casually.
Looking at the person's eyes that didn't dare to raise his head, Fu Xingyun licked his lower lip and said, "Come here and let me take a look."
Lin Qiong thought for a while and then slowly nuzzled over like a cat and a bug.
The man wanted to reach out and hold the other person's hand, but because it was the first time, he hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the other person's hand and put it in front of his eyes.
If it were a minor injury like this before, he wouldn't even look at it.
Why is it serious for a grown man to suffer such a small injury, but now his attitude has changed when it comes to Lin Qiong.
Fu Xingyun frowned, "Go to the hospital."
Lin Qiong was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"
"You're injured." Fu Xingyun sat up from the bed with a serious look on his face, "Go to the hospital to get bandaged."
Lin Qiong looked at it and quickly pushed the person back, looking at the small wound on her hand that would heal in a day, "Don't go."
"Why?"
"It's all healed in the hospital."
"..."
It would be embarrassing to go to the hospital for such a small bleeding.
Lin Qiong had to talk hard to persuade people to stop.
After the cane was finally finished, Fu Xingyun's birthday was coming soon.
Lin Qiong sat in the room and started calling people.
"Jiyao, are you free the day after tomorrow?"
"Li Hanyang, will you work overtime the day after tomorrow?"
"Qin Heng, are you coming for Xingyun's birthday? Qin Weichu can come too."
The moment Lin Qiong looked at the address book, a caller ID popped up on the phone screen. Lin Qiong clicked to connect without even looking at it, "Just be there at six o'clock the day after tomorrow."
"...I am Wang Cheng."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong took the phone away slightly and looked at the number, "Sorry, there was some confusion."
Wang Cheng was curious, "What's going on?"
Lin Qiong didn't hide it either, "It's my birthday."
Wang Cheng said, "The birthday should really be more grand."
Lin Qiong:......
Wang Cheng asked and didn't care but said directly: "The movie's release date has been advanced."
Lin Qiong was surprised, "Come in advance."
"It's moved forward from the end of March to the beginning of March."
"That's not very forward."
Wang Cheng said: "You don't understand this. It's a full month in advance, and the crew's promotions have to be advanced as well."
He flipped through the schedule in his hand and said, "You have promotional activities to attend to in the next two months."
Lin Qiong was shocked, "Two months?!"
The time was a bit too long, "Isn't there a way that you can come back in a few days?"
Wang Cheng's tone was full of hatred, "Lin Qiong, don't be a salty fish. Last time you were robbed of our endorsement, I both know how uncomfortable it feels. If you don't work hard to become famous, this kind of thing will happen more often."
Lin Qiong hesitated for a moment, knowing how hard it was for Wang Cheng to travel back and forth for work. Today he was negotiating with people for this resource, and tomorrow he had to plan a development route for an unknown artist like him.
Besides, the other party is not like him. He can just lie down at home, but the other party cannot.
Guilt filled my heart for a moment, "Then I'll get ready."
Wang Cheng was instantly happy when he heard it, "Okay."
In the next two days, Lin Qiong began to prepare for Fu Xingyun's birthday. The number of people who came was not too many but not too few.
There can be eight or nine people in total.
On the day of her birthday, Lin Qiong hid the cane she took home, and then the dog tracked down the doctor who helped Fu Xingyun recover.
As soon as the doctor entered the door, he saw Lin Qiong who looked like a thief, "...Is there anything wrong with Mr. Lin?"
Lin Qiong didn't shy away from it either, "I have an unkind request and I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Will Mr. Lin tell you or not?"
"Tell me!" Then he said, "Can you please help me take Xingyun out tomorrow? I want to decorate it for him at home for his birthday tomorrow."
The doctor immediately understood, "Of course, we can also use some instruments to check the recovery of Mr. Fu's legs."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong said gratefully: "Thank you, doctor."
"Nothing, nothing."
Lin Qiong thought that it had been almost three months since the other party had recovered and asked, "Is his condition getting better now?"
The doctor was stunned, thinking that the other party could now stand for a few seconds, hesitated, and finally shook his head, "Mr. Fu's condition is not very optimistic. It may take longer."
Although Lin Qiong's concern is good, their boss is Mr. Fu after all. If the other party doesn't want Lin Qiong to know, then they will never tell anyone.
Lin Qiong nodded after hearing this, "I won't bother you from now on."
Fortunately, Fu Xingyun's birthday was on a weekend, so there was Fu Jinglin who could act as a coolie when he got up early in the morning.
Lin Qiong was busy making cakes in the kitchen, and soon the doorbell rang.
Lin Qiong poked her head out and said, "Jing Lin, help open the door."
Fu Jinglin was like an emotionless balloon machine. When he heard someone coming, he got up and opened the door.
I'm coming!
Free labor is here!
As soon as he opened the door, he met Qin Heng's handsome face, followed by Qin Weichu who was holding something.
"Hey, my nephew is here too."
As soon as Qin Heng finished speaking, a pump was stuffed into his hand.
Qin Heng said with a smile, "What do you mean?"
Fu Jinglin: "Everyone is here."
When Lin Qiong came out, she saw three people sitting in the living room playing balloons.
Lin Qiong handed the water to several people, "Thank you for your hard work."
Qin Weichu looked at the person and said, "It's not hard work."
Fu Jinglin glanced at him silently, not knowing who the person who had been arguing about quitting just now was.
"When I finish the cake, I will come and decorate it with you."
Qin Weichu took a sip of juice and said, "Take your time."
Lin Qiong was stunned, "You have become considerate."
Qin Weichu said nothing more and made a victory gesture after waiting for the others to leave.
"..." Qin Heng: "What are you doing?"
Qin Weichu was satisfied with himself, "He praised me."
"I'm afraid you forgot that you came here to celebrate my husband's birthday."
Qin Weichu:...
It didn't take long for Ji Yao and Li Hanyang to arrive. After a busy day, they were almost ready and just had to wait for the birthday boy to come back.
Fu Jinglin got into the kitchen tiredly and wanted to eat something.
Lin Qiong made a sandwich for him, "How are you, are you tired?"
Fu Jinglin finished the sandwich in several bites, "Fortunately, that Qin Weichu is a bit annoying."
Lin Qiong was surprised, "I thought you would become friends."
"Why?!"
"Because you have the same temper and character."
Fu Jinglin suddenly became speechless, "Am I really the same as him?"
Lin Qiong nodded.
Just listen to the young man sigh, "I always thought that people with my personality would be very popular, until I met Qin Weichu today."
He hesitated for a moment, "I can't wait to go up and punch him twice."
"..."
Everyone is here before six o'clock. It gets dark early in winter, and it's completely dark outside at six o'clock in the evening.
Lin Qiong originally planned to turn off all the lights, but Fu Xingyun was unable to move and finally left one at the entrance.
After that, they each hid and whispered.
The sound of the combination lock sounded, and the dark environment instantly became silent.
Fu Xingyun walked in pushing the wheelchair with his hands, looking at the dark surroundings and frowning, "Lin Qiong?"
No one responded.
The man pushed the wheelchair inside.
Bang - fireworks and lights appeared at the same time.
The man was stunned for a moment, looking at the eight extra heads that suddenly appeared and he was speechless for a moment.
Several people headed by Qin Heng stepped forward to say happy birthday to Fu Xingyun. Lin Qiong hurriedly ran to get the cake, lit candles and placed it in front of the man, "Make a wish."
Fu Xingyun glanced at the person, "Did you prepare it?"
Lin Qiong smiled and nodded.
Fu Xingyun was filled with emotions as he looked at the cake in front of him. After everyone ate the candles and made their wishes, he started a new round of carnival.
Naturally, the birthday party was indispensable for wine. Many people came to Fu Xingyun to drink, but Lin Qiong stopped them all.
Lin Qiong puffed up her chest and said, "I'll do it."
However, I don't know how many cups there are.
Lin Qiong thought she was a good drinker, but the red wine was quite strong. After drinking an unknown amount, Lin Qiong blushed and felt confused.
Fu Jinglin kept the atmosphere lively, and then handed the microphone to Lin Qiong and Fu Xingyun, "Do the two protagonists have anything to say?"
The two of them had an ice cube and a drunkard, and they had nothing to say.
No one answered, and Fu Jinglin was embarrassed for a moment, "If you don't have anything to say, just give him a kiss."
The author has something to say:
Fu Jinglin: No need to thank me.
Chapter 69
Fu Xingyun's hand holding the wine glass paused.
Lin Qiong was so drunk that she couldn't find the north, with a blush on her fair face. She raised her eyes and glanced at Fu Jinglin, "No!"
The young man's tone was decisive, and the man's hand holding the wine glass suddenly clenched, and a bitterness rushed into his heart, which was extremely unpleasant.
Fu Xingyun turned his head and glanced at Lin Qiong, who was sitting next to him. At this moment, he looked at Fu Jinglin with a tigerish face, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the other party's decision.
The contents of the love manual that I would read carefully every night suddenly flashed through my mind.
Article 20: When two people are close but have no clear intentions, they can make some requests to test each other, such as some intimate contact.(But you have to distinguish whether the other party accepts because of lust or sincerely wants to be close to you. When rejecting, you have to distinguish whether the other party cherishes you or has no feelings for you)
Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong's serious face, which looked like a model of discipline.
There is no more serious person in this room than Lin Qiong now.
Fu Jinglin really didn't expect that it would be Lin Qiong who refused. For a moment, he was a little bit stuck. At first, he thought that as long as he was not embarrassed, they would be the ones embarrassed. Who knew that after going around, the only one who was embarrassed was himself.
Fu Jinglin looked at Fu Xingyun's embarrassed expression and wanted to slap himself twice in the mouth.
Make your mouth dry!Make your mouth dry!
Fu Jinglin coughed in embarrassment and said to Lin Qiong, "Just think of me as farting."
Lin Qiong frowned immediately when she heard this, imitating Fu Xingyun's tone and pointing at people, "Pay attention to the way you speak."
The young man was drunk, and his words were somewhat soft but not intimidating at all.
Fu Jinglin took a deep breath, "I was wrong."
Lin Qiong's wrinkled face relaxed after hearing this, "It's good to know."
As he spoke, his steps were a little unsteady as he stepped forward and patted Fu Jinglin on the shoulder, "Don't drink next time."
Fu Jinglin:?
Lin Qiong took the red wine glass from the man's hand and said, "You are not like me. I am a mature adult. If you want to drink, you have to wait until next year."
Fu Jinglin was dumbfounded, "That's why you said no just now."
"Otherwise?" Lin Qiong looked at the man's evil-minded face and said fiercely: "Put away all those crooked ideas of yours. If you can't drink, you can't drink!"
After saying that, she took the wine glass and went back to sit next to Fu Xingyun. Lin Qiong, who was drunk and dizzy, felt as if she was riding a pirate ship for a moment. She leaned her head against Fu Xingyun uncomfortably.
Seeing people looking at her, Lin Qiong blinked twice at them, "Am I so awesome!"
He raised his glass and said, "Saved a young man who lost his way!"
Fu Xingyun:......
Lin Qiong looked at the person who didn't answer and then moved closer to the person, "Isn't that right?"
The other person's hot breath hit his neck. Fu Xingyun lowered his head and met the other person's eyes with lingering charm. Because he was not as alert as before after drinking, he was waiting for his answer with a blush at the end of his eyes..
He has a charming face and speaks with a hint of Naqiao.
Fu Xingyun swallowed, "Yes."
Fu Jinglin looked at the two tired people and asked tentatively, "Are you going to kiss or not?"
Fu Xingyun raised his eyes and glanced at him, and Fu Jinglin instantly became speechless.
Ji Yao on the side came up and asked doubtfully: "Why don't we kiss each other?"
Fu Jinglin saw that Ji Yao seemed to have seen something on his back for an instant, and then based on the principle of love that we would die together, "They have nothing to say, so I will let them kiss each other."
Ji Yao thought it was nothing when he heard it, "Really, let's give it a kiss."
Lin Qiong looked at Fu Jinglin and Ji Yao muttering to each other, and then asked Fu Xingyun, "What did they say?"
Fu Xingyun was speechless for a moment, then he said, "He said let us have a kiss."
"A kiss?" Lin Qiong asked.
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, "Yeah."
Lin Qiong giggled after hearing this, then raised her arms, put her arms around the person's neck, and whispered in the person's ear like a thief: "That's so embarrassing."
Fu Xingyun's heart suddenly thumped.
"I've only ever kissed a little yellow dog in my life."
Fu Xingyun:......
Ji Yao took out his mobile phone.
Fu Xingyun looked at it, "What is this for?"
Ji Yao said matter-of-factly, "I'll record your birthday once a year. Let's get started."
Fu Xingyun looked indifferent, "Did I say we were going to kiss?"
"Lin Qiong!"
Lin Qiong hugged Fu Xingyun and turned her head slightly, "What's wrong?"
Ji Yao pointed at Fu Xingyun, "Kiss him."
When Lin Qiong heard this, she tilted her head towards the man like a cat and looked at Ji Yao with a pair of drunken eyes, "I'm sorry."
The young man's eyes were full of honey, which touched people's hearts even through the screen.
Ji Yao took a deep breath and said, "Xingyun."
"What's wrong?"
"I suddenly feel that you are not so lucky, otherwise so be it, just let me go."
Fu Xingyun:......
He is still alive.
Seeing that Lin Qiong was not kissing them, Ji Yao and Fu Jinglin stopped asking for trouble and went to the restaurant to eat like crazy.
After the two left, Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong, who was leaning against him. Even if the other party gave a reason, the refusal to be intimate still lingered in the man's heart, making him feel depressed.
Fu Xingyun lowered his head and looked at the tip of his nose, "Why don't you kiss me?"
After hearing this, Lin Qiong looked up at the man and said, "Someone is watching us."
As he spoke, he muttered with a small mouth: "How can you kiss and still be watched?"
Fu Xingyun took a detour and said, "Can I kiss no one?"
When Lin Qiong heard this, she stood up and looked around, and found that most of the people were either singing or eating, and there was really no one around them.
The man's hoarse voice rang in his ears, "Everyone is gone now."
Lin Qiong turned to look at him. She was a little confused because of the alcohol. She repeated what the person said, "They're all gone."
"Yes." Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Qiong's lips. His dark eyes were filled with concealed greed, as if he was deliberately holding back, "You can kiss me now."
Lin Qiong raised her head, "Can I kiss you?"
Fu Xingyun clenched his hands and said, "Yeah."
"Then lower your head slightly."
Fu Xingyun's Adam's apple rolled and his heart felt as if a stone was falling. Even on the day he just took over the company, his mood had never had such obvious ups and downs as it does now.
The next moment, she felt the side of her face soften, and Lin Qiong bumped her lips into the person's face indiscriminately.
"Like it?"
Lin Qiong looked at Fu Xingyun with a smile. The man was so stunned that he forgot to answer.
After hearing this, Lin Qiong looked at the person and repeated, "Do you like it?"
Fu Xingyun was silent for a while, "I like it."
When she heard that the person liked her, Lin Qiong held her cheek and kissed her face several times.
"Lin Qiong...Lin Qiong!"
There was a rare hint of panic in the man's tone. Lin Qiong stood up in confusion and looked at Fu Xingyun, "What's wrong?"
Before anyone could answer, he continued to ask: "You don't like it? You don't like it when I kiss you?"
As he spoke, he looked at the man's red face and said, "Did I push too hard and the kiss hurt?"
Fu Xingyun gritted his teeth for a moment, unable to say any words of rejection. It took him a long time to say, "Yeah."
Lin Qiong lowered her head and approached the person, "Then I should be gentler?"
Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong's appearance and felt his mouth went dry for a moment, "Okay."
"I'll be gentler." After saying that, Lin Qiong lowered her head and kissed the person's cheek carefully, closely.
The man's chest rose and fell, and he raised his arms to wrap his arms around the person's waist and pull him towards him.
"Lin Qiong."
Lin Qiong held the person's face with innocent and pitiful eyes, "What's wrong?"
"This way." The man turned his face slightly to the side. The other party had only kissed him once.
Lin Qiong understood instantly and lowered her head again to peck the other half of the person's cheek.
The softness fell on his cheeks. Fu Xingyun held the person in front of him with such strength that he seemed to want to melt the person into his bones and blood.
The voice of greed screams in my heart, as vast and far-reaching as a black hole, unfathomable without the bottom.
Fu Xingyun felt the other person's breath on his face, and the other person's lips still landed on his face randomly.
For some reason, the shady thoughts began to trouble him. The man turned his face slightly, and the other person's lips were a little closer to the corner of his mouth.
Fu Xingyun made subtle movements, but the next moment the person who was pecking him on the cheek stopped.
Fu Xingyun raised his eyes, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong looked at the person drunkenly, "How long do we want to kiss?"
Fu Xingyun turned his back on customers, "When do you think of it?"
Lin Qiong shook his head, "You have the final say."
Fu Xingyun's eyes were intriguing, "Why?"
"Today is your birthday."
Fu Xingyun exhaled heavily, telling himself to take his time, but he spoke uncontrollably, "Just kiss me again."
Lin Qiong nodded obediently, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he planned to kiss the person on the face, but unexpectedly, someone raised his hand to stop him."
Lin Qiong was confused, "What's wrong?"
"Choose a different place this time."
"Where to change?"
Fu Xingyun raised his hand and tapped his lips.
Lin Qiong looked at it for a moment and then said nervously: "No."
Fu Xingyun raised his eyebrows, "Why?"
Lin Qiong pointed to the dazzling incandescent lamp, "You can't do this kind of thing in broad daylight."
Fu Xingyun:......
Fu Xingyun hugged the person, "Can I go back to the room?"
The man's deep voice was gentle and gentle as never before, like a bewitching charm. Lin Qiong touched her ears numbly and didn't know if it was OK for a moment.
"just one time."
Lin Qiong looked up at Fu Xingyun's handsome face and swallowed.
However, the other party seemed to know that his face was very useful. He looked at the person and said again: "Just once."
Lin Qiong was momentarily dazzled by the beauty, "Okay."
At ten o'clock in the evening, many people started to leave one after another. Fu Jinglin fell down on the sofa and fell asleep after being tired for the whole day.
Fu Xingyun took the people back to the room.
Lin Qiong sat on the bed in confusion, and Fu Xingyun brought a hot towel to wipe her face.
Unexpectedly, he was blocked and asked, "Don't you want to kiss me?"
Fu Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then said: "Dear me."
Lin Qiong's eyebrows arched, and she stretched out her finger to tap the other person's hand, "Then come closer."
"Okay." The man responded as if he had lost his mind.
"Closer."
Fu Xingyun sat down next to the person. Lin Qiong raised her hand to hold the person's cheek, "Are you ready?"
Fu Xingyun's breathing was slightly disordered.
Lin Qiong lowered his head and touched the person's lips lightly tentatively. Fu Xingyun froze instantly and clenched his hands hanging on the bed.
Lin Qiong smacked her lips.
Then he took a bite on the person's lips.
Chapter 70
"hiss......"
Fu Xingyun felt a pain in his mouth and took a breath.
It was a little different from what he thought.
After Lin Qiong bit someone, she stood up unsteadily and planned to go back to her room to sleep.
Turning to look at the man sitting stupidly on the bed, he said in a lazy tone, "Good night."
The light was dim, and the faint shadow cast on the other party's fair face, adding a hazy feeling.
Fu Xingyun watched the person slowly leave from him, the clamor of desire in his heart kept coming.
Lin Qiong felt her arms sink. She looked back with confusion and saw the man sitting on the bed, staring at him closely.
Lin Qiong was a little confused and said, "What's wrong?"
Fu Xingyun almost instinctively reached out and grabbed Lin Qiong. He was silent for a long time before saying, "You haven't kissed her yet."
Lin Qiong looked at the red color around Fu Xingyun's lips and pointed at it, "Didn't you kiss it?"
Fu Xingyun exhaled slowly, "That's a bite."
After speaking, Lin Qiong looked at the man who didn't speak for a long time. Fu Xingyun was a little surprised and was about to say something to break the silence. The next moment, Lin Qiong bent down and suddenly approached the man.
Lin Qiong looked at the person with drunken eyes. The distance between the two was very close, nose to nose, and then for some reason the corners of the person's mouth curled up slightly.
"you......"
Fu Xingyun swallowed, "What?"
Lin Qiong smiled and bit her lower lip slightly, and then her voice was soft and drunk, wrapping around her ears like a seductive tail, "Do you like me to kiss you?"
Fu Xingyun's Adam's apple rolled and his breathing was obviously heavier.
Lin Qiong reached out and touched the other person's undulating chest. It was broad and tight, with full and powerful muscles. "Isn't that right?"
Fu Xingyun's voice was stiff, "Why do you always talk like this?"
Lin Qiong looked at the other party with an innocent face, "How do you speak?"
"Always acting like a spoiled brat."
"No." Lin Qiong shook her head, "I'm not acting like a baby."
"Then what are you doing now?"
"Speak." Lin Qiong said with a tigerish face, "I already said that acting like a spoiled child is not like this."
After saying that, he sat back on the bed again, but after sitting down, he was not as peaceful as last time.
Drinking makes people bolder. Lin Qiong sat down face to face with the person, raised her hands and put her arms around the person's neck, stood up slightly and knelt on both sides of the person with her legs, "Do you like it if I kiss you?"
The words spoken at this time were obviously more affectionate than before. Fu Xingyun felt his face burning with panic. He knew it was the other person who caused it, but he still couldn't help but stare at the person with his eyes.
The man knows that the other person is demonstrating coquettishness to him.
Fu Xingyun's voice was hoarse, "What if you like it?"
Lin Qiong rested her head on the man's shoulder and said with a smile, "Then I'll kiss you?"
The other party's words contained questions, and Fu Xingyun's heart trembled.
The man put his arms around the person's waist, but his arms were stiff, and his voice had a rare ups and downs, "Okay."
Lin Qiong looked at the red mark she had just bitten on someone's lips, "Can't you kiss here and bite?"
Fu Xingyun told the truth, "I don't know."
Lin Qiong was a little surprised, "You don't know either?"
Fu Xingyun responded lightly, "Yeah."
Lin Qiong instantly puffed up her small chest, as if she had accepted some major responsibility.
"Then I'll take you."
Fu Xingyun: "Okay."
Lin Qiong slowly lowered his head, and the tip of his straight nose touched the other person's face. Then his lips pressed hard against each other, and the other person's lips were slightly depressed.
Fu Xingyun could clearly feel the smell of alcohol on the other person's body, which was light and not unpleasant. The arms around his waist slowly tightened, and the person who was kneeling on him staggered and fell into his arms in panic.
Fu Xingyun hugged the person tightly in front of him, letting all the strength of the other person's body press on him.
The rapid heartbeat seemed to ring in my ears.
The two people's lips were just touching, and it was inevitable that the other party would make a pop when he left, which was embarrassing and obscure in this dim environment.
Lin Qiong fell on the person, "I'm a little sleepy."
Fu Xingyun raised his hand to tuck the hair in front of his forehead, and sat with his arms around him for a while with some greed.
Lin Qiong leaned against the person and groaned, "I want to go back to the room and sleep."
Lin Qiong only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were fighting together, and then she slowly got up from the person, "I'm leaving."
Fu Xingyun also stood up, feeling a little worried when he saw that the other party was walking unsteadily.
He wanted to keep the person, but the book said that it was better to go step by step and slowly, and the rules didn't reach that point yet.
Fu Xingyun has always been meticulous, and now that his partner is Lin Qiong, he is even more cautious.
Fu Xingyun accompanied the person back to the room and planned to leave after seeing the person lying down.
Lin Qiong fell on the bed and closed her eyes, but she still muttered, "Happy birthday, Xingyun."
"When your legs heal, you'll have everything."
Fu Xingyun raised his hand to cover the person with a quilt. For a moment, the hand pushing the wheelchair could not move, and he watched the person's sleeping face pass by minute by minute.
It didn't take long for the man to turn around and turn the wheelchair to leave.
After returning to the room, I took out the "Love Manual" from the bedside cabinet and checked the box under Article 20.
I originally planned to put the book down and go to sleep.
But Lin Qiong's drunken face suddenly flashed in his mind. The man licked his lips dryly, and then uncontrollably raised his hand to flip through the book in his hand.
Fu Xingyun just glanced at the content and then turned to the next page.
I don't know how long I had been turning, but the shaking pages suddenly stopped.
Article 102: If you truly love each other, you can try in-depth communication now.
Fu Xingyun curled up his fingers after seeing this, and then looked at the page that was two fingers wide.
"..."
Early the next morning, Fu Jinglin sat up from the sofa with pain all over his body.
"Fuck..." The sourness in his body made people couldn't help but curse.
Even a day of physical training has never been as uncomfortable as this morning.
Then I got up with a sore body and planned to go to the kitchen for breakfast.
However, the table was empty instead of the usual breakfast every morning.
"Where's the food?" Fu Jinglin strode into the kitchen without seeing Lin Qiong.
Is the other party not awake yet?!
After accepting the reality, Fu Jinglin took a large glass of water and drank it in one gulp to satisfy his hunger.
However, he turned around and saw Fu Xingyun coming out of the elevator.
Fu Jinglin's tall body froze, and his mind instantly recalled his suicide attempt yesterday.
It happened that the man looked this way, and the two men's eyes met.
Fu Jinglin stood up straight almost as a reflex.
"uncle."
Fu Xingyun glanced at him.
Fu Jinglin swallowed, then pretended to have a headache and held his head, "I went to bed late last night. I got up early today and now I have a headache. I'll go back and take a nap."
As he said that, he wanted to take a step away.
"Fu Jinglin."
"Here!" Fu Jinglin also wanted to bravely walk over, but the DNA moved on his own.
Fu Jinglin stood there with anxiety.
There is nothing scarier than having your parents call you by your full name.
"I heard you've been obsessed with sports cars lately."
Fu Jinglin's scalp went numb when he heard this. The first time he told his mother, he refused because he was underage. The second time he mentioned it, it was an iron fist.
But he never expected that his mother would tell his uncle about this.
His parents divorced when he was young, and Fu Xingyun has always played the role of father.
Fu Jinglin has been afraid of no one since he was a child. He can even fight with his mother when he is fierce, but the one he fears the most is Fu Xingyun.
Obviously the other party didn't use any physical damage.
Fu Jinglin smiled reluctantly, "Uncle, who did you listen to?"
Fu Xingyun's words were concise and concise, "people."
"..."
When Fu Jinglin saw it, he had to bite the bullet and said, "Yes."
Fu Xingyun looked at him, "Want it?"
Fu Jinglin nodded, "I think so."
"I'll ask someone to take you to see the car tomorrow."
Fu Jinglin: "Uncle, please listen to me...what?!"
"I'll take you to see the car tomorrow."
Fu Jinglin's eyes widened in disbelief, and for a moment he couldn't believe that these words came from Fu Xingyun's mouth.
"Really?!" Fu Jinglin opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a moment, "Can you really buy it for me?"
He had been grinding his mother's car at home for half a year, but he never expected to get it from his uncle.
This is... simply pie in the sky!
"Yeah." Fu Xingyun responded coldly, and then said, "No?"
Fu Jinglin: "Yes! Yes!"
Lin Qiong walked out of the elevator holding her head: "Check is making trouble?"
"..."
Fu Jinglin's hands were trembling with excitement for a moment. Lin Qiong's head felt like it was being gouged because of the hangover last night. Looking at the other person's hands that couldn't stop shaking, she thought for a moment that she was drunk and dizzy.
After calming down for a while, he frowned and said, "My nephew, do you have Parkinson's disease?"
Fu Jinglin: "No, I'm just excited."
As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and found the picture of the sports car, "You know, I can own this car right away."
Lin Qiong took a look at it. He looked at all cars with the same eyes. No matter how awesome he was, he didn't know the brand. He responded indifferently, "Oh."
Fu Jinglin was speechless, "Why are you not excited at all?"
Lin Qiong wondered, "Why should I be excited?"
Fu Jinglin: "Be happy for me."
After hearing this, Lin Qiong put on a professional fake smile and said, "Congratulations to you, great nephew."
Be as perfunctory as possible.
Fu Jinglin:......
Sure enough, people's joys and sorrows cannot communicate with each other.
Fu Jinglin was happy alone with his mobile phone. Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong who was holding his head, "Are you okay?"
Lin Qiong waved her hand, "It's okay."
Then he glanced at the person sitting and said, "Are you hungry and do you want to eat?"
Fu Xingyun kept paying attention to the changes in Lin Qiong's expression, "It's okay."
The other person looked very natural and said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen to get some food."
Then he looked at the neat restaurant, "Did Ji Yao and the others clean it up yesterday?"
Fu Xingyun was stunned for a moment, "Yeah."
Lin Qiong was a little embarrassed. The other party came to attend the birthday party and packed her things, "If I had known, I wouldn't have drank so much yesterday."
He looked at Fu Xingyun in confusion: "How did I get back to the room yesterday?"
Fu Xingyun curled his fingers, "Don't you remember?"
Lin Qiong nodded cautiously, "I drank a lot yesterday."
He said and pinched a small slit with his hand.
Lin Qiong asked cautiously: "I didn't do anything stupid, did I?"
"for example?"
"Being drunk and crazy."
Fu Xingyun's voice had a rare ups and downs, "Do you think that's a drunken act?!"
The author has something to say:
Lin Zhazhaqiong, pick up your pants and run away