Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Hearing the sound outside the door, Fu Xingyun glanced sideways at the door, "The company will do as I say."

Then he hung up the phone, turned the wheelchair and walked towards the door.

Seeing that there was no sound inside, Lin Qiong upheld the noble Olympic spirit of never giving up, raised her hand and knocked on the door persistently.

He clenched his hand into a fist and dropped it in the direction. The next moment, the door opened without warning.

Lin Qiong:!

Lin Qiong quickly stopped her hand when she saw it, and then patted her heart.

Fortunately, he didn't punch Fu Xingyun in the face.

Fu Xingyun raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"

Lin Qiong put on a professional smile and said, "It's time to eat."

Fu Xingyun glanced at the watch on his wrist. It would still be some time before someone would come to deliver food to him.

Fu Xingyun raised his eyebrows, "Takeaway?"

Lin Qiong was a little embarrassed, "I did it."

"The beheading feast?"

Lin Qiong pinched a heart on her chest and said, "Love dinner."

"..."

There was silence in the air for a moment.

The other party's behavior was too attentive, and Fu Xingyun fell into deep thought.

However, Lin Qiong didn't think so much, "I was busy getting married today and didn't have time to eat. I saw there were vegetables in the refrigerator and made some."

After finishing speaking, the man asked, "Can you cook?"

Lin Qiong blinked: "Yeah."

Fu Xingyun's eyes dimmed. He had asked someone to investigate Lin Qiong before they got married, and the investigation report showed that Lin Qiong was a lazy person who couldn't cook at all.

Fu Xingyun turned his wheelchair: "I won't eat."

He turned around decisively, like a rebellious boy of fifteen or sixteen.

Lin Qiong hurriedly stopped the person, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

Gulu——

"..."

Lin Qiong thought the other party was embarrassed, lowered her head and said shyly: "No need to be polite to me."

Fu Xingyun: ...No.

Lin Qiong pushed him to the elevator entrance. Fu Xingyun had no choice but to raise his hand and take his fingerprints. After entering the elevator, Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun to the corner.

"The Golden Triangle."

Fu Xingyun:?

Lin Qiong said with a serious face: "If there is an accident, even if I run away, you will not be hurt."

Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes.

Then I saw Lin Qiong standing silently in the other corner.

Fu Xingyun: "..."

Lin Qiong seemed to realize something and said hurriedly: "Of course it was just a hypothesis. If there is an accident, I will never leave you."

Fu Xingyun glanced at him and said nothing.

Two minutes later——

"Why doesn't the elevator move?" Thinking that fingerprints were required to enter the elevator before, Lin Qiong tilted her head and looked at him, "Does it require a password?"

Fu Xingyun was silent for a while, "You didn't press the elevator button."

"..."

After getting out of the elevator, Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun to the restaurant. Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, a rare hint of surprise appeared on Fu Xingyun's indifferent face.

The aroma of the food came to my face, it seemed that it was just that.

Since he was going to use Fu Xingyun's money to run away in the future, he should be responsible for others now. Lin Qiong tried her best to fix Fu Xingyun's wheelchair, and then turned around and went into the kitchen to serve food.

Boom - a mountain of rice bowls fell in front of me.

Fu Xingyun:......

Lin Qiong held her own portion and sat down opposite Fu Xingyun.

Counting the days, he realized that he hadn't had a full meal in four months. Then he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Lin Qiong makes no sound when eating, but she likes to stuff rice into her mouth.

Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong, who was exuding the joy of cooking, and took a few bites to confirm that there was no poison in the food before using his chopsticks.

Seeing someone pick up a piece of fish, Lin Qiong's eyes flashed and she asked, "How is it?"

When Fu Xingyun ate it, the meat was delicious and had no fishy smell, and the taste was surprisingly good.

Fu Xingyun: "It's okay."

Lin Qiong smiled after hearing this, and then gave him another chopstick, "Eat more."

Fu Xingyun looked at him.

The next moment, Lin Qiong smiled shyly and said, "Brain supplement."

Fu Xingyun:......

I didn't know for a moment whether I was doing it for his own good or scolding him.

After dinner, Lin Qiong got up and cleared away the dishes. The three dishes and one soup were eaten by the two of them, but most of them were eaten by Fu Xingyun.

Seeing Lin Qiong's very busy figure, the man said, "You used to know how to cook?"

Lin Qiong looked back at him and said, "Well, I learned it when I was young."

Lin Qiong grew up in an orphanage. The children there did not have the protection of their parents and basically learned everything. They had no one to discipline them whether they were good or bad. It was up to them to decide whether they would go astray.

The reason why Lin Qiong learned to cook was because the food cooked by the cafeteria aunt was too unpalatable.

After hearing this, Fu Xingyun didn't ask any more questions. He just said "There is a dishwasher in the kitchen" and then turned around and took the elevator back to the third floor.

When Lin Qiong turned around, he had already disappeared.

Unexpectedly, this old Yinbi was quite considerate.

After Fu Xingyun returned to the third floor, he pushed his wheelchair to the study room and took out the broadcast number on his mobile phone.

"Mr. Fu."

"There's no need to deliver food today." Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment, then continued: "There won't be any need in the future."

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't say much. He just asked, "Does Mr. Fu need to send someone to take care of me?"

Fu Xingyun didn't give an immediate reply after hearing this, so it depends on how long Lin Qiong can keep pretending.

"It's not necessary for the time being." Fu Xingyun said, "Let's investigate Lin Qiong's previous information in more detail."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Fu Xingyun hung up the phone and looked at the dark night outside the window and fell into deep thought.

Ever since the fire half a year ago, Fu Xingyun has become wary of everyone around him. First, he started a comprehensive reshuffle from loyal subordinates to domestic helpers.The servant is just afraid that someone has ulterior motives to plant an spy.

As for Lin Qiong...

Sooner or later he will find time to give a reasonable reason to do it.

Fu Xingyun's knuckled fingers tapped on the cold wheelchair. His eyes were as black as ink, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, the door was knocked again.

"What's up?"

Lin Qiong's voice came from outside the door, "Is there any room available at home? I don't know where to sleep tonight."

Although the two are now married and should sleep together, Lin Qiong knows that Fu Xingyun has a negative affection value for him now, so if he rashly enters the other person's room.

He felt that he should be able to enter vertically and exit horizontally.

Fu Xingyun: "Except for the one at the end."

Lin Qiong nodded after hearing this and politely replied: "I understand."

After saying that, he happily went to find the room.

Lin Qiong walked into the room carrying her own small bag. The driver said it was luggage when she got off the bus.

The rooms are mainly in light colors. They are not as luxurious as the overall appearance of the villa, but very restrained.

Lin Qiong took out a change of clothes from the small bag and went to the bathroom.

I was surprised to find that there was a jacuzzi.

Lin Qiong put hot water in and soaked it, slurping in the water, boiling frogs in warm water... No, he has friends now.

Boil the bird in warm water.

After taking a bath, Lin Qiong put on her pajamas and lay on the bed, sighing comfortably.

After sleeping on the street for a long time, I was still a little unaccustomed to sleeping in a bed.

Lin Qiong took a pillow, hugged it in her arms, and rolled on the bed.

Click - there was a sound from the door. Lin Qiong raised her head after hearing the sound, and the next moment she met a pair of dark eyes.

Lin Qiong:!!!

The young man lying on the bed at this time was wrapped in a white quilt, leaving only his fluffy head outside.

My eyes were misty because I had taken a shower.

Fu Xingyun looked at the cat in front of the bed, his face so cold that it could drop ice shards, "What are you doing?"

Damn it, maybe he went to the wrong room!

Lin Qiong suddenly sat up from the bed.

Then he pretended to be calm and said, "Have you heard Huang Xiang's story?"

Fu Xingyun crossed his arms and looked at him.

Lin Qiong swallowed stiffly, then lowered her head shyly, "In ancient times, Huang Xiang warmed his father's bed, but now Lin Qiong warms his husband's bed."

Fu Xingyun:......

Before anyone could react, Lin Qiong hurriedly slipped out of the room, not forgetting to politely say good night before going out.

Lin Qiong breathed a sigh of relief when she came out. She thought she was careful, but she ended up in the wrong room.

It's okay, life goes by quickly.

Then he drooped his furry head and entered the next room.

Lin Qiong woke up from bed early the next morning, with her messy black hair lying on the pillow.

He felt that his body was light and airy, as if he was sleeping on a cloud.

He went to heaven... Then he thought about it and came back to his senses. By the way, he wore a book yesterday.

Lin Qiong slowly sat up from the bed, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

There was a soreness and numbness in her legs as if she had been electrocuted, and boom - Lin Qiong suddenly fell to the ground, and there was pain in her buttocks, and Lin Qiong was woken up by the fall.

Lin Qiong got up from the ground miserably. When she walked out of the room, she glanced at the door next door. She didn't know if Fu Xingyun was awake or not. Then she looked at the time, which was only six in the morning.

The biological clock from the previous life was brought here, forcing the cuckoo bird who wanted to sleep in to get up early.

The ingredients in the refrigerator were almost used for making dinner yesterday. Lin Qiong got dressed and planned to go out to see if there was any morning market selling vegetables.

Just throw out the trash.

Lin Qiong walked to the garbage station and saw an old man who was full of aristocratic garbage.

"..."

Lin Qiong fell into deep thought as she looked at the old man wearing a brand name and rummaging through the trash can.

Is digging through trash cans a popular hobby?

The old man seemed to realize something. He turned his head suddenly and the two of them looked at each other unpreparedly.

The other party looked at him defensively, "I pick these trash cans every day."

Lin Qiong: "No, I didn't mean that."

Old man: "Retirement pension of 20,000 yuan."

Lin Qiong: ...Good job.

Lin Qiong took a walk around after throwing away the garbage. However, this rich man's villa area only had a large supermarket and no morning market.

Lin Qiong walked in holding her wallet and pushed a cart into the fruit and vegetable area.

The vegetables here are packed in plastic boxes and sold one by one. Lin Qiong stepped forward and picked up a box of vegetables.

Suddenly my eyes seemed to be dazzled by something. I looked down and saw a box of eighty.

"..."

It was already half an hour later when Lin Qiong walked out with the things she bought.

I bought a lot of things, almost all the ingredients for the next week.

The amount spent was enough for one month's salary in his previous life.

He really looks less and less like himself.

Then he lowered his head and laughed at himself,

Like a rich man.