Chapter 68

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.