Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Wang Cheng:......

He had to be crazy to really think that there was someone in his heart, "Oh..."

Lin Qiong looked at it and said, "Why are you sighing at such a young age?"

"..." Wang Cheng was speechless for a moment, then glanced at the other person and planned to find another breakthrough, "Lin Qiong actually has a very high value in life. As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded one day."

"There is no need to trust your life to others."

Lin Qiong: "Yeah, I know."

Wang Cheng's eyes widened, "Do you really know?"

Lin Qiong nodded.

Wang Cheng: "Then why did you get married?"

Lin Qiong lowered her head shyly, "I don't want to work hard anymore."

"..."

Lin Qiong looked at him, blinked twice and said very profoundly: "Working hard may not necessarily lead to success, but giving up will definitely be easy.

Rotten wood cannot be carved!

Wang Cheng looked at him and felt heartbroken, "That's because you haven't worked hard at all! You know there are many young actors like you who work hard. Do you know how long it takes for one minute on stage to last off stage?"

The other party spoke so passionately that Lin Qiong was stunned for a moment, "Sixty seconds?"

Wang Cheng:......

What a slave to money.

Finally, Wang Cheng watched Lin Qiong enter the villa area with bitter eyes.

At this time, the sunset was about to set, and Lin Qiong walked home in the orange sunlight.

When entering the door, I deliberately put the wrapping paper bag in my hand behind my back. Life still needs some sense of ritual.

Lin Qiong stretched out her furry head and looked around, and after confirming that Fu Xingyun was not on the first floor, she walked in with a paper bag.

First, he went to the room to change his clothes, and then took his things to the door of Fu Xingyun's study.

Knock-knock twice, the young man's voice came from outside the door, as bright as the little sun that never goes out, "Xingyun, I'm back!"

Fu Xingyun was in the study room looking at Lin Qiong's information that had been re-investigated before. When he heard the voice outside the door, he put the paper in his hand into the drawer in an orderly manner.

When I opened the door, I was met by Lin Qiong's bright sunflower-like smile.

Fu Xingyun glanced at it, then got straight to the point, "What's the matter?"

Lin Qiong's eyes sparkled, "I'm back with a gift for you."

As he spoke, he handed the paper bag in his hand to the other party's hand.

"See if you like it. I'll go downstairs to cook first."

Without waiting for the other party's reply, he turned around and went downstairs.

Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes and glanced at the paper bag in his hand, then opened it and found a dark red knitted handmade blanket inside.

The hand holding the paper bag froze for a moment, and then he glanced at his legs. There was silence in the study. Then the man reached out and threw the handmade blanket on the sofa in the study without looking at it again.

There were no takeout packages in the trash cans in the dining room and kitchen. It must be that Fu Xingyun didn't eat the lunch meal and he deliberately made more for dinner.

When Fu Xingyun came to the restaurant, he saw the rice bowl which was piled higher than yesterday's.

If yesterday was hills, today is mountains.

Fu Xingyun: "..."

After the two sat down, they started eating. Lin Qiong didn't speak again except after asking about the taste.

He buried his head in his mouth and shoveled the rice into his mouth. Maybe it was because he was always hungry after a full meal in his previous life. He had always been very serious about eating.

After eating, Lin Qiong patted his white belly and slumped on the chair.

Then he looked up and saw that the other party was still eating.

Lin Qiong watched for a moment. Fu Xingyun's appetite was larger than he thought, and he was a real carnivore. He also ate some vegetables but very little. It could be said that he only ate what looked pleasing to the eye.

After the other party put down his chopsticks, Lin Qiong asked, "Do you like the gift?"

Fu Xingyun raised his eyes and met the other person's expectant gaze, and then said perfunctorily, "I like it."

Lin Qiong saw that the other party had no emotion and said, "I think you are lying to me."

Fu Xingyun: "A white lie."

"..." Lin Qiong pursed her lips, and then asked tentatively: "You don't like it?"

Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment. He looked at the other party's expectant eyes and asked him to take it back. He couldn't say anything. Then he said dryly, "I don't hate it."

He was indeed a little surprised when he first opened the paper bag and saw what was inside, but he has been through so much and always thinks of the worst in everything.

Is there anything on this handmade rug?

Is this a provocation from the other party to him?

However, looking at the young man's innocent and expectant eyes, Fu Xingyun knew that he was overthinking and was being despicable.

Don’t hate = like it.

Relying on her amazing ability to understand, Lin Qiong lowered her head and smiled shyly. For a moment, she felt as if she was raising a son.

Suddenly I felt that my chest felt a lot more generous.

Looking at the time, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon. It might be because one of them worked outside and didn't eat at noon, so they felt hungry like wolves and tigers at this time.

Then Lin Qiong happily decided to have a late-night snack after nine o'clock.

After Fu Xingyun returned to the room, he glanced at the handmade blanket Anxiang was lying on the sofa, and Lin Qiong's expectant eyes at the dinner table flashed in his mind.

I wanted to reach out and pick it up, but suddenly another voice appeared in my heart.

What if he was faking it?

Here it comes again, Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, his thoughts began to appear after the fire.

This is his vigilance and distrust of everything outside.

But it's better than being deceived by others. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. In the end, he didn't pick up the handmade blanket on the sofa.

At half past nine in the evening, Lin Qiong knocked on the door as promised.

Fu Xingyun put the information into the drawer, "What's the matter?"

The other party's voice came from outside the door, "Come out for a midnight snack!"

Fu Xingyun glanced at the time and frowned instantly, "I won't eat."

"No," Lin Qiong persisted outside the door, "You won't be able to sleep well at night like this?"

There was a trace of confusion on Fu Xingyun's face.

Then the study door was pushed open from the outside, and Lin Qiong's plush head poked in, "You won't have hungry dreams at night if you eat supper."

Fu Xingyun:......

Fu Xingyun had never eaten at this time in his life, and he initially scorned Lin Qiong's eating at this time.

When I arrived at the restaurant and ate most of the food, I found that I felt really happy.

In the evening, Lin Qiong washed up, put on her pajamas, walked to Fu Xingyun's room, said good night to him, and then fell on the bed after a busy day.

I thought I would fall asleep due to today's hard work, but instead I stared at the ceiling.

Very good, couldn't sleep at all.

It turns out that today’s busy day is nothing compared to the two kilometers a few days ago.

Lin Qiong purred and rolled on the bed like a cat, then got up and walked out of the French window.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight and the wind is gentle. They seem to be able to talk.

The night wind mixed with the moonlight blew in my ears, as if to say, "If you don't sleep, you're going to die suddenly."

"..."

Lin Qiong shivered, and the cuckoo bird shook off its wings twice under the moonlight and flew back to the house.

After taking the modeling photos, Lin Qiong never went out to work again in the next week. It wasn't that he didn't want to but that no one was looking for her.

Thinking about it, only brands that are busy and wasteful and spend a lot of money will come to him.

In the afternoon, Lin Qiong lay on the lounge chair outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room and basked in the sun. The sunlight was warm on her body. Lin Qiong squinted her eyes comfortably, like a leisurely Persian cat wagging its big tail leisurely in the sun.

After an unknown amount of time, a man's voice came from above his head, "There is a banquet tomorrow night, and I need you to accompany me."

Lin Qiong lazily opened her eyes and saw Fu Xingyun who was upside down.

There was nothing wrong with the other person's appearance, but looking at it from the other side, it looked a little weird. Lin Qiong couldn't help but laugh for a moment.

I saw the young man's beautiful face smiling brightly in the sun, as if it was more dazzling than the hot light, "Okay."

On the evening of the next day, someone brought clothes for the banquet. Lin Qiong couldn't tell the difference between a men's suit and a dress, so she randomly picked one and put it on.

When he got into the car, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Whose banquet are we going to?"

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes and rested his mind. After hearing the other party's question, he spoke calmly, "It's the eightieth birthday of Mr. Sun's family."

After hearing this, Lin Qiong opened her small mouth into an O shape.

Soon the two of them arrived at the banquet place, which was a very luxurious mansion.

Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun inside and found that there were quite a few people coming, including several rich second generations that she had seen at the wedding before.

The two came to the home court and saw a bunch of people surrounding an old man not far away, and knew that this was the birthday boy tonight.

"Master Sun is really in good shape. He doesn't look like he's eighty at all. He looks like he's in his forties or fifties."

"Master Sun is as chic as ever!"

"Uncle Sun's nephew specially brought the best Ganoderma lucidum today."

"Master Sun is a good match for people and heaven."

Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun to stand not far away, listening to the group of people talking blindly with their eyes closed.

These scenes were common at banquets, but Lin Qiong just felt that the title was a bit awkward.

They seem to call people by their surname plus a seniority, but they are not related to me either.

Fu Xingyun didn't seem to like this kind of occasion, so he came here just for a formality.

"Wait a while and go over there."

Lin Qiong nodded after hearing this. After the group of people dispersed, Lin Qiong slowly pushed them forward.

However, before they arrived, they saw a middle-aged woman, "Dad, that's not what you said when you invested in eldest brother's stocks. You said that I wouldn't lose anything if I invested in vacancies for eldest brother, but nowWoolen cloth?!"

The smell of melon.

Mr. Sun glanced at his youngest daughter and said, "It's all a family that has something to lose. Why don't you ask for something in return for helping your elder brother? You don't know how to help each other between brothers and sisters. If I leave in the future, what will happen between you brothers and sisters?"It’s worth it.”

The woman's face was bitter, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Lin Qiong finally saw clearly that this was Mr. Sun who favored boys over girls and asked his daughter to help his son deal with the mess. He backhandedly tricked him.

But after all, it is not our own business, and it is not easy for outsiders to interfere.

"Okay, that's it for now, don't make me angry on a good day." Mr. Sun saw someone coming and waved them away, "I hope you understand the principle that suffering is a blessing."

After the woman left, Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun forward. She didn't say any blessings for a while. It took her a long time to hold back the words, "I wish you blessings like the East Sea."