"You!" the man exclaimed angrily.

Lin Qiong glared at him fiercely, feeling much better after saying what she had to say. She then turned and went downstairs to eat the two bowls of noodles.

Fu Xingyun was furious and picked up the phone on the table to dial a number.

The secretary, who was at a company party, was a little surprised. Wasn't today's meeting over?

A colleague standing nearby mouthed, "Who is it?"

The secretary turned on the caller ID.

Without further ado, he picked up the phone and said, "Boss."

The man's voice was filled with anger, "Come and pick me up."

The secretary's eyes widened as she glanced at the pitch-black night outside; it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

"Where are you going, boss?"

Fu Xingyun was so angry that his breathing became unsteady for a moment. "Anywhere is fine, just come and pick me up now."

The secretary sensed the boss's agitation and asked, "Boss, is there some problem at home?"

Was it a burst water pipe or a gas leak?

Fu Xingyun recalled Lin Qiong's words and nearly exploded like a pufferfish. All his reason snapped in an instant. "He wants to find a gigolo. I'll make room for him."

When it does speak, it is sober that it is considered a great success.

The secretary's eyes widened instantly. He automatically matched the person he was referring to to someone in his mind, guessing that it could only be Lin Qiong, who had recently married the boss.

My jaw almost dropped in surprise.

The other party actually wanted to find a gigolo in front of the boss!

This...this is simply...

Why bother?!

Doesn't their boss look like a pretty boy?

It's inevitable that some sounds will come out of the phone, and my colleagues around me were almost speechless when they heard it.

The spirit of gossip ignited fiercely, and for a moment, lips fell silent.

"boss?"

"Cuckolded!"

The secretary quickly smacked the back of the head, making the person wince in pain. Then, the person raised a hand to cover the receiver and whispered a scolding, "Why are you spouting such obvious truths!"

colleague:……

Then the call continued, "Boss, did you and Mr. Lin have a fight?"

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath. "He's being unreasonable."

Okay, so they had an argument.

Judging from the looks of it, she probably didn't win the argument, so she's threatening to run away from home.

But isn't the marriage between the boss and Mr. Lin a feudal dreg?

How can there be arguments about feelings in an arranged marriage?

But despite her thoughts, the secretary quickly composed herself and said obsequiously, "Boss, when you and Mr. Lin argued, what he said was most likely just a momentary lapse in judgment..."

Fu Xingyun's voice came slowly from the other end of the phone, "The truth."

secretary:……

"Perhaps Mr. Lin spoke without thinking when he was angry? Who doesn't say a few things against their conscience when they're arguing?"

Fu Xingyun: "Me."

secretary:……

It's like giving someone a way out, only to have them crush it with one foot.

The secretary was silent for a moment before asking, "Boss, may I know what you and Mr. Lin were arguing about?"

Without hesitation, Fu Xingyun said, "I won't eat his cooking."

"..." The secretary thought of the worst possible scenario, "Did he feed you spoiled food?"

“No.” Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment. “He gave me vegetarian food.”

"..."

Are you guys elementary school kids?!

"Then Mr. Lin said he was going to find a gigolo?"

"Hmm." The single syllable was deep and muffled.

The secretary was at a loss for words; he was a single man, yet he was acting as an emotional mentor to his boss in the dark of night.

"Boss, Mr. Lin might not be saying what he really meant when he's angry. Don't take it to heart."

However, the other party clearly wouldn't listen, acting like a spoiled child, and said, "Come pick me up now."

Seeing that going along with it didn't work,

Then we have no choice but to go against the will of Heaven.

The secretary, bracing herself, launched a counterattack, "Boss, if you leave home now... no, if you leave now, wouldn't that be exactly what Mr. Lin wants? He'll become even more unruly in the future."

As expected, the other party fell silent upon hearing this.

"Boss, you're the head of the household. What you say goes in this family. Where did Mr. Lin get the audacity to find a gigolo?"

Fu Xingyun: "He has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard."

"..."

Even if you look, you won't find someone more outstanding or richer than you.

Even if he finds someone, he'll just be looking for a substitute for you.

The secretary was spouting nonsense with her exceptional eloquence when the man's voice came leisurely from the other end, "Didn't you say he was just saying that in anger when he was seeing a gigolo?"

secretary:……

Then what are you even saying?!

The secretary took a deep breath. After all, she was being paid; what else could she do but quit?

"Of course it was just said in anger; I was just making a hypothetical statement,"

After half an hour of psychological counseling, the emotional phone call finally came to an end.

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

The surrounding colleagues were curious, "So, so, what did the boss say?"

The secretary took a sip of water to moisten her throat, but always knew to uphold the boss's dignity.

"Of course, it was Mr. Lin who came to apologize!"

"real?"

"Of course," the secretary said, forcing a smile. "Mr. Lin came in halfway through the phone call and tried to persuade the boss to stay, he was in tears."

A colleague asked, somewhat puzzled, "Didn't Mr. Lin say he wanted to find a gigolo?"

"How could that be?" The secretary's eyelids twitched. "That's what Mr. Lin wanted to find for the boss."

Haha!

This messy relationship!

They had always had a stereotypical impression of the boss's new male wife as a stupid, wicked prince, but now it seems she's actually quite adaptable.

After Lin Qiong went downstairs, she sat down at the dining table and ate her egg noodles with gusto.

Even though she felt full after finishing her bowl, she still forced herself to pick up Fu Xingyun's bowl of noodles from across the table and started eating.

I was so full after eating that I slumped in my chair, rubbing my white belly, and didn't want to move.

He's not young anymore.

Back when he was begging for food, he could eat five bowls of rice at a time.

Lin Qiong stared at the ceiling above her head. The huge crystal chandelier was so bright it hurt her eyes. Perhaps because she had eaten so much, her mind was a little dull, and for a moment her brain seemed to shut down.

After a while, he suddenly woke up.

Knock! What did he just say to Xingyun?!

Is he courting death? Who gave him the courage?

Lin Qiong's eyes were glazed over. She had been incredibly brave in front of the man just now, but now, thinking back on it, she felt more and more timid.

For a moment, I cursed myself in my heart for being such an idiot.

What she just said was enough to kill him seventeen or eighteen times over. Lin Qiong sat at the dining table for a while longer before getting up.

A true man can bend and stretch; what's wrong with apologizing?

Then, puffing out his little chest, he got up and went upstairs with a proud and imposing air, knocking on the door, "Are you there?"

Fu Xingyun looked at the messy lines on the paper in front of him and said coldly, "Here!"

The other party's tone was unpleasant. Although Lin Qiong's anger had subsided considerably due to her rationality, some resentment still lingered in her heart.

The moment I opened the door, I saw the other person's sour face, and for a moment, the sweet words I wanted to say just wouldn't come out.

Fu Xingyun looked up at him; the fact that the other party had come in could be seen as an act of submission. However, Lin Qiong remained silent for a long time after entering, so the man couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"

The man's voice was cold, and his words were filled with impatience.

Lin Qiong took a deep breath.

I'm not angry, I'm not angry.

A man can bend and stretch.

Then he looked up at the other person's handsome face again.

Lin Qiong: I'm sorry, but just seeing this face makes me furious.

:)

The situation reached a stalemate.

After that phone call, Fu Xingyun regained some of his composure. "Lin Qiong..."

Before the man could finish speaking, the young man spoke up.

"I'm still angry right now. Wait until I calm down before I try to make up with you."

He then turned and left the study.

Fu Xingyun: ...

After calming down, Lin Qiong went up to the third floor again. This time, no one was in the study, so Lin Qiong went directly to Fu Xingyun's room.

The scene was almost exactly the same as yesterday. Fu Xingyun was sitting on the bed with a book on the bedside table.

Lin Qiong prepared herself mentally, put on a smile, and walked over, "Xingyun."

The man glanced at him.

Lin Qiong forced a smile and said, "Are you still angry? Come down and eat."

"I'm not going."

"That won't do!" Lin Qiong said seriously. "You'll be having hungry dreams tonight."

"..." Fu Xingyun said coldly, "Didn't you refuse to do it for me?"

Lin Qiong froze. "Nonsense, how could I not cook for you when I love you so much?"

Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong and said, "Weren't you waiting for me to starve to death so you could go find a gigolo?"

"How could that be!" Lin Qiong waved her hand hurriedly as if she had been frightened, then raised her hand to her chest and made a heart shape, lowering her head shyly, "I will only love you in this life."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Lin Qiong raised her hand and patted Fu Xingyun's blanket. "I acted impulsively just now, I was like a devil, but every word I said then wasn't from the heart."

"Your hunger is my pain." Lin Qiong said, "I apologize to you, it's all your fault."

Fu Xingyun: "What?"

"No, no," Lin Qiong blurted out her true feelings in a moment of slip of the tongue, "It's all my fault, I was too fierce, I was bad."

Fu Xingyun stared at him intently, and for a moment Lin Qiong felt as if a hole had been drilled into her; she nervously swallowed.

Knock! He won't realize he's lying, will he?

Then, unable to bear it any longer, he looked away and said, "Xingyun, could you please stop looking at me like that?"

It's unsettling to watch.

Fu Xingyun: "You're feeling guilty."

Lin Qiong blushed and said, "I'm shy."

"..."

The next moment, Lin Qiong's words took an unexpected turn. "Alright, now that I've apologized and you've forgiven me, do you have anything to say?"

Fu Xingyun: ?

When did he forgive him?

Lin Qiong started stammering, "The argument is a problem between the two of us."

After hearing this, Fu Xingyun coughed somewhat awkwardly, "It was my tone that was off at first."

Lin Qiong nodded. "Anything else?"

Fu Xingyun thought for a moment, "I shouldn't have yelled at you."

Lin Qiong nodded. "Anything else?"

Fu Xingyun tried hard to recall, "I shouldn't have skipped meals."

Lin Qiong nodded with satisfaction, "Remember to change it next time."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Something feels off.

Lin Qiong then pushed the person out of the room, preparing to go eat, and began to try to salvage her image as a love-struck fool, saying, "I couldn't eat just now because you weren't here."

Fu Xingyun looked up at him, "Really?"

Lin Qiong still felt full when she thought about the two bowls of egg noodles she had just eaten.

"Of course, I didn't eat a single bite... *burp*"

"..."