Chapter 79

Media and journalists: ...

As soon as Lin Qiong finished speaking, the previously noisy surroundings fell silent.

——

"Damn it, hahaha, I'm her sister."

"Hahahaha, look how you've forced the kid to reveal his sexual orientation."

"Instantly cleared of suspicion, I've decided to become a fan of this handsome guy!"

"Such a handsome boy only likes boys. Can't you stop being so fixated on gender?"

——

The reporter, who had been so aggressive, looked rather displeased. He hadn't expected Lin Qiong to answer like that, and then retorted sarcastically, "Do you think I'm trying to excuse myself like that?"

"Can't you understand human language?" An impatient voice came from the side, and Qin Weichu, who had stepped down from the stage, walked back up.

The reporter was taken aback.

Qin Weichu's bad temper was notorious in the industry, but the other party was famous and had a strong background, so even if some people disliked him, they couldn't do anything to him.

Who can blame them when they have a ruthless backer?

Qin Weichu was naturally someone he dared not offend. The reporter, holding the microphone, stammered, "I was just questioning Lin Qiong's answer."

Qin Weichu said with a sour face, "There's a woman in the photo. He likes men, don't you understand?"

"If you can't understand the language, I advise you to change careers as soon as possible."

The reporter immediately fell silent.

——

"Waaaaah, Wei Chu is so handsome, he's saved the younger generation from a difficult situation."

"Oh my god, this is so good, so good."

"From now on, I'll be the first to disagree if anyone says that Wei Chu has no heart!"

"Isn't Qin Weichu's talk a bit harsh? He's really looking down on people."

"If I had a big brother like President Qin, I would be even more arrogant than him."

——

After stepping down from the stage, Lin Qiong walked to Qin Weichu's side and said, "Thank you for helping me out of that situation earlier."

Lin Qiong looked up at him, her fair face beaming with a smile. Qin Weichu blushed slightly upon seeing her, then turned his head away, saying, "It's nothing..."

Lin Qiong expressed her gratitude to Qin Weichu, who, despite his bad temper, was quite kind.

Just as Qin Weichu was about to find something to talk about, he heard the other person say, "You're such a good person."

*Beep!* A friend card.

"..."

After the event, Lin Qiong got into the car. Wang Cheng took out his phone and asked Lin Qiong to log into his Weibo account to post a clarification. Then he said, "Back to the hotel?"

Lin Qiong shook her head. "Go buy a phone."

It's 2 PM now, and he's been out of contact with Fu Xingyun for six hours since his phone got submerged in water.

Lin Qiong hurriedly bought a mobile phone, inserted the SIM card, and dialed Fu Xingyun's number.

The phone was answered after just one ring.

"Floating Clouds".

When that familiar, energetic voice came through, Fu Xingyun's pent-up anger subsided somewhat, but he still questioned, "Why didn't you answer my call this morning?"

Lin Qiong scratched her head, a little embarrassed, "I drank too much yesterday and soaked my phone in water."

After hearing this, Fu Xingyun seemed to remember something, "You didn't receive the message I sent either?"

Lin Qiong asked curiously, "What message did you send me?"

Looking at the slightly lighter rain and snow outside, Fu Xingyun replied, seemingly unrelated to the question, "Are you outside?"

Lin Qiong nodded. "Okay, I'll buy the phone after I finish work."

"Back to the hotel."

Lin Qiong asked in confusion, "Why?"

Fu Xingyun remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Don't you understand yourself?"

"Clear what?"

“I saw the report this morning.”

Lin Qiong's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. She hadn't shown any emotional fluctuations when others talked about his scandals, but she instantly became nervous when Fu Xingyun mentioned it.

Lin Qiong's voice was somewhat flustered, "You...you saw it too?"

Fu Xingyun's voice was low and deep. "Mm."

"Don't overthink it, let me explain."

Fu Xingyun glanced at the messy living room and the books scattered all over the floor, and calmly said, "I'm not overthinking anything. I'll listen to your explanation."

"I had drinks with my friends yesterday."

Fu Xingyun frowned. Going out drinking in the middle of the night, he probably wasn't a respectable person. "Don't associate with shady people in the future."

Lin Qiong: "That person is Ji Rao."

"..."

"She broke up with her boyfriend yesterday and asked me to go out for drinks. She drank too much, so I took her back to the hotel. Who knew the paparazzi would take pictures of us and cause a misunderstanding?" She then whispered tentatively, "You didn't misunderstand, did you?"

Fu Xingyun looked at the antique vase that was smashed to pieces in the corner, "No."

Lin Qiong was deeply moved upon hearing this. In fact, he had been somewhat unhappy when the reporter launched a barrage of attacks and questioning against him. He had already explained himself, but the other party was still relentlessly pressing him. "Xingyun, do you believe me?"

"Hmm." Fu Xingyun replied succinctly; he believed what the other party said.

But Fu Xingyun knew in his heart that even if this were true, he could not do anything to Lin Qiong.

Lin Qiong held her phone, her voice softening considerably, "Xingyun, you're so good to me, I love you even more now."

The man unconsciously closed his eyes upon hearing this, clearly finding the words very pleasing.

Then she asked softly, "When will you be back?"

Lin Qiong calculated, "About half a month later, has the doctor said anything about the rehabilitation progress?"

Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "No."

Lin Qiong felt a little sad after hearing this. The other party had been taking the drug for seven or eight months, but it hadn't had any effect at all.

The more I thought about it, the more pitiful I felt for Fu Xingyun.

Watching the person talk for almost an hour before hanging up, Wang Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Who was it? Why did it take so long?"

Lin Qiong put her newly bought phone into her pocket, saying, "My old baby."

Looking at Lin Qiong, who had completely fallen into depravity, Wang Cheng said, "One day you will regret this."

Lin Qiong: "Why would I regret it?"

Wang Cheng said seriously, "If you become famous in the future, your old baby will be your biggest scandal."

Lin Qiong was startled, then said shyly, "My old baby isn't that bad."

Fu Xingyun is beautiful and rich, but he has a problem with his legs.

Wang Cheng was exasperated. "Aren't you afraid someone will expose you and say you're being kept by an old man?!"

Lin Qiong shook her head. "It's not about being kept. We're licensed to do this. If they try to take advantage of me, I'll sue them for spreading rumors."

"..."

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, wondering why Lin Qiong could be so optimistic in the entertainment industry.

Although he had never met the "old baby" the other party mentioned, an older man who tricked Lin Qiong, who was in her early twenties, into marriage, and who had some perverted and abnormal habits, restricting Lin Qiong's personal freedom and constantly calling her to report her whereabouts, was probably not a good person.

"Maybe she's even worse at home," Wang Cheng clenched his fist. Although he hadn't been particularly close to Lin Qiong before, he had found her to be a decent person after spending time with her. If he ever ran into this old pervert who was trying to scam him into marriage, he would give him a good punch!

On the other side, Fu Xingyun received a call from his secretary after finishing his call with Lin Qiong.

"Boss, Mr. Lin and Ms. Ji went out for drinks last night."

Fu Xingyun gave a simple reply.

Half a month passed quickly, and Lin Qiong had already told Fu Xingyun the date of her return a week earlier.

Fu Xingyun timed the doctor and nurse to come to his home precisely.

"From now on, please help me with rehabilitation every day, just like you did two months ago."

The nurse was a little confused. "Mr. Fu, your leg isn't..."

The doctor pulled the man behind him. "Okay, Mr. Fu."

Nurse: ? ? ?

Doesn't he understand what rich people are thinking?!

After leaving the wealthy area, the nurse asked in confusion, "Master, why didn't you let me continue?"

"Why should I ask you to continue?" The doctor stepped forward. "If you tell us, we won't have to go?"

"That's not it." The nurse touched the back of her neck, then seemed to understand something. "Mr. Fu still doesn't want Mr. Lin to know that he can stand up?"

The doctor said with a serious expression, "What are you talking about? Mr. Fu didn't even stand up."

Nurse: "? Mr. Fu didn't..."

Doctor: "He didn't stand up."

Nurse: ...

Very good, the secrecy work was very successful.

But the nurse didn't approve of this act of paying someone to keep quiet, saying, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for Master to do this?"

The doctor glanced at him and said, "You're still too young."

"What if Mr. Lin discovers one day that Mr. Fu has been lying to him all along?"

Doctor: "Why are you worried about these things?"

The nurse asked in confusion, "Master, aren't you worried?"

The doctor shook his head. "You should worry about your rent instead of these things."

"..."

Very well, he doesn't deserve it.

A few days after Fu Xingyun gave the doctor his instructions, Lin Qiong indeed returned home with a suitcase and a bag around her neck. She looked travel-worn and her clothes were a little disheveled. When she saw Fu Xingyun sitting in a wheelchair, her eyes sparkled. "Xingyun!"

For a moment, it looked just like a stray dog ​​entering the city.

Lin Qiong put down her luggage and flew gracefully to Fu Xingyun's side. Then, she carefully took off the bag around her neck, opened it, and saw a huge apple lying inside.

Lin Qiong's face was sincere as she handed the gift to Fu Xingyun like a treasure, saying, "This is a gift for you."

Fu Xingyun glanced at it and took it out, only to find that the apple, which was almost the size of two palms, was actually heart-shaped.

Lin Qiong: "The boss said it was a genetic mutation, so I bought it."

Fu Xingyun smiled slightly.

When Lin Qiong went upstairs to change her clothes, the doctor and nurses happened to arrive.

Fu Xingyun warned in a tone, "You should all know what you should and shouldn't say."

The doctor and nurse nodded hurriedly.

Lin Qiong changed into her home clothes and came downstairs to see a few people talking about something. She then eagerly went over to join in.

The doctor said, "Although Mr. Fu still can't stand up, his condition has improved slightly."

As he spoke, he held up his little finger to show the extent of the improvement.

Lin Qiong: ...

"If it is convenient for Mr. Lin, he can try to help Mr. Fu stand up when he has some free time."

Lin Qiong listened attentively, holding a small notebook in her hand.

After dinner, Lin Qiong, not forgetting her mission, said, "Xingyun, let's stand for a while to digest."

Before anyone could speak, Lin Qiong stepped forward and carefully helped the person up, letting the other person's hand rest on his shoulder, and the other person's chest gently lean against his back.

Fu Xingyun was extremely close to the person. He swallowed hard as he looked at the mole on the side of the person's neck. Then, following the person's movements, he bent down slightly to get closer. He could touch the person's lips with just one side of his face.

Lin Qiong mustered all her strength to support the person, saying, "From now on, we'll stand like this for a while every day."

Seeing their intimacy, Fu Xingyun said, "Okay."

In the evening, Fu Xingyun came out of the bathroom and looked down at the "Love Manual" on the bed.

The request the doctor made to Lin Qiong was actually his own idea, which was to be more intimate with people. He thought that if he could hug people every day, pretending to be paralyzed wouldn't be out of the question.

The man then sat on the bed, feeling ashamed of his filthy thoughts.

Fu Xingyun! You're despicable!