Chapter 99

"Then you should spend it sparingly."

Fu Xingyun was taken aback.

The other party offering him a gold card in exchange for his salary card was an inappropriate transaction. He had very little money in his card, probably not even enough to buy Xingyun a rare little trinket.

Lin Qiong intertwined her fair fingers, then looked up at Fu Xingyun somewhat shyly, "There's not much money inside."

At this moment, Lin Qiong felt a sense of failure. He wished he could earn more money; he didn't even have enough to give his lover.

If he earned more, he could just hand someone a card like a domineering CEO and say, "Here, spend it however you like."

The thought that he didn't have enough money to buy Xingyun the things she liked made Lin Qiong feel extremely upset. It was not a small amount of money for him, but for Xingyun it was probably only a few yuan.

The other person had their head down, and Fu Xingyun looked at them with his dark eyes. He knew exactly what the other person was thinking. He raised his hand and rubbed the person's fluffy head. "I will use it properly."

Then he put his hand in his pocket, saying, "I'm going to buy something I like."

Lin Qiong was touched and looked up at the other person with a pleading expression, "But I'm afraid you won't have enough money."

They might not even be able to afford the deposit.

He then continued, "But I will work hard to earn money. There will be money coming in every month. If you don't mind... if you don't mind, you can use my card as a substitute for future expenses."

He originally wanted to use his card directly, but he was afraid that there wouldn't be enough money in the card, which would make Fu Xingyun lose face.

The man gently stroked the other person's cheek with his long, slender fingers. "No, it won't happen."

Her voice held a tenderness she had never shown in her previous decades of life, and her eyes were filled with love. "I'll just use your card to buy things."

Fu Xingyun comes from a prestigious family and has been pampered since childhood. As the young master, he is sought after wherever he goes. With money and power, he has seen all kinds of good things and probably wouldn't even look at anything worth less than 10,000 yuan.

Lin Qiong: "Won't it be very expensive?"

Fu Xingyun said, "Pork is thirty yuan a pound."

"..."

Seeing that the person was stunned and didn't speak, he thought he had said something wrong. He realized that Fu Jinglin and Lin Qiong had told him this when they came back to buy groceries last time.

The first thing the kid said when he got back was, "Uncle, we were fucking scammed before."

Fu Xingyun glanced at him and said, "If you get scammed, you get scammed. Don't drag me into it."

"..."

Fu Jinglin sat down next to the man and said, “Uncle, the Michelin and five-star restaurants we ate at before were all rip-offs. Today, Lin Qiong and I went to buy meat, and pork was 30 yuan a pound. A single serving of meat at a hotel costs nearly 3,000 yuan. How can they dare to do that?”

——

Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong, who was still in a daze, licked his lips, and then asked, "Isn't pork thirty yuan a pound?"

Lin Qiong quickly turned around and said, "Yes, it's thirty yuan per jin."

It's surprising that a billionaire boss has such simple and unpretentious tastes.

Fu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, "That's good."

He took the card out again and waved it in front of people, saying, "I should be able to buy a lot."

"Buy it!" Lin Qiong grabbed the man's cheeks with both hands and gave him a few hard kisses on the lips, her voice getting louder and louder, "Buy the big ones!"

He knew that the other party was also considering his pride. Fu Xingyun had always been cold and aloof. He wondered what kind of person could win the favor of this arrogant old madman. He couldn't imagine what the other party would think if he had someone he truly liked.

But it's right here in front of us right now.

Fu Xingyun's head was pulled down, but he thoroughly enjoyed the kiss Lin Qiong gave him. Actually, it wasn't really a kiss, just an intimate moment between lovers.

But this intimacy touched him deeply, and he enjoyed it.

After showering the man with kisses, Lin Qiong looked at him with a serious and earnest expression. "Fu Xingyun."

Fu Xingyun smiled slightly. "Hmm?"

"you say……"

"What?"

"Did I save your life in my past life?"

"..."

The man's upturned lips froze instantly, and he was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond.

The assumption that he was poor and destitute in his previous life was completely unrealistic, but Lin Qiong couldn't help but think that the only person who had given him sincere and loyal feelings in his two lives was Fu Xingyun.

It was as if the other person had flown in through a window that God had opened for him; Fu Xingyun had come to love him.

Looking at the man in front of her, Lin Qiong suddenly felt that all the hardships and suffering in her past life were worthwhile.

He resented God more than once, wondering why He was treated this way, so kind to others but so cruel to him, it was a complete double standard.

But if all of this were for the sake of meeting Fu Xingyun, he would be willing to do so.

His phone vibrated; it was time for Wang Cheng to come and pick him up.

Lin Qiong glanced at her phone, her voice filled with undisguised disappointment, "I'm leaving."

"Um."

The man said "hmm" but didn't let go of his arms.

But he has to leave now.

He then reminded the other party, "Don't forget the agreement."

Fu Xingyun was somewhat puzzled. "What agreement?"

Lin Qiong blushed. "Study...study? Didn't we have to try it next time we meet?"

He tugged at the other person's sleeve and said, "Let's try to succeed this time."

Lin Qiong had witnessed the other party's patience, so he decided to learn from them.

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath. "Okay."

After she finished speaking, the atmosphere around her became slightly awkward. Lin Qiong felt embarrassed and forced herself to say, "Then I'll be going now."

Without waiting for a reply, he picked up his suitcase and turned to leave, but halfway there he suddenly turned back, kissed the person on the cheek, and said, "See you next time."

After saying that, he slipped out the door as if his feet were greased.

The other person had been gone for almost five minutes, but Fu Xingyun remained standing by the door like a waiting-for-husband stone.

All I could think about were Lin Qiong's words.

But how to learn?

He then quickly took his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

"What's up?"

Fu Xingyun: "I need to study now."

Qin Heng was startled and quickly sat up in bed. "You want to go to a senior citizens' university?"

"..."

Fu Xingyun remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "No."

Qin Heng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "I knew you weren't that desperate."

"..."

He continued, "What do you want to learn?"

The two grew up together and, being such good brothers, there were naturally no taboos between them, such as discussing films.

Qin Heng pondered the man's words, "A short inspirational video about turning one's life around."

Fu Xingyun remained expressionless. "A feature film that violates discipline and work style."

Qin Heng was puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "What movie is that?"

Fu Xingyun: "Pornography."

"..."

Violating discipline and work style...

After a moment of silence, a burst of laughter erupted from the other side.

"Fuck, hahahahahahahaha, Fu Xingyun, you fucking bastard, you're actually a virgin..."

Fu Xingyun felt a pang of pride, "So what if it is?"

Qin Heng almost burst into tears of laughter. He had always thought that Fu Xingyun would find someone to vent his anger on privately, but he didn't expect that he didn't. He then boasted, "I wasn't eighteen when I was eighteen."

He and Mu Xian will be fine at eighteen.

In this respect, he completely outclassed his good brother.

The next moment, a voice came from the other side and said in a low voice, "You and your eighteen men also ran away."

"..."

Qin Heng's hand holding the phone froze. "Mutual harm, is that it?"

After exchanging a few veiled insults, the two men got down to business.

"Sure, I have plenty here." He said, starting to look for something for someone. "What kind do you want?"

"I want them both."

Qin Heng was shocked. "Damn, this is all my savings."

But since the other party was a good friend, he ended up sending them all anyway.

After receiving the message, Fu Xingyun opened it to study, but exited after only ten minutes, placing his hands crossed in front of his chin.

He felt physically uncomfortable almost immediately upon seeing the image. He frowned as he looked at it, but then he thought that he and Lin Qiong were like this and he could accept it. He then resignedly opened it again.

Lin Qiong, on the other side, was not to be outdone. Every day, she would secretly watch learning videos on her phone like a thief, hiding in a corner each time, afraid of being seen. She even took notes.

Wang Cheng looked at Lin Qiong, who had walked into the corner countless times today, and asked with some confusion, "What are you doing?"

Lin Qiong was startled, and the phone in her hand almost flew out of her hand.

"I'm... I'm studying."

Looking at the other person's guilty face, Wang Cheng said, "You think I'd believe that?"

Lin Qiong: "I have no other reason."

"..."

It means I can't tell you even if you ask me.

Wang Cheng asked again, "If you had worked this hard for the college entrance exam, you would be in Tsinghua University now."

Lin Qiong proudly raised her head, "I didn't take the college entrance exam, I was admitted to university through a special program."

"..."

In his previous life, he attended an art university. Although he was admitted through a special admission program, it was out of necessity. After all, the first year of admission was tuition-free, and he had to work incredibly hard to get in.

Wang Cheng glanced at him and said, "You can continue."

Lin Qiong stretched out her small hand and gave a slight OK.

A week later, when they returned home, the two had been in contact for a while without mentioning the incident, as if they had never made any agreement. However, they were both very attentive to it.

Lin Qiong returned home with a head full of knowledge, opened the door and walked in, "Xingyun".

"Xingyun, are you there?"

No one was home! Lin Qiong's eyes lit up; he still had time to review his lessons.

But this time, instead of going back to his own room, he slipped into Fu Xingyun's room, took a shower, changed his clothes, and began reviewing his notes.

Startled by the noise by the window, I quickly shoved my notebook under my pillow, but then bumped into something hard.

Lin Qiong went to look out of curiosity and found that it was a book Fu Xingyun had read before, but now his mind was completely focused on studying and he had no intention of diverting his attention.

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Lin Qiong's heart nearly jumped into her throat.

The man walked in, his face slightly tipsy, clearly having been drinking. He then stared blankly at the person on the bed.

Lin Qiong awkwardly raised her hand to greet the person.

"Hi."

Fu Xingyun glanced at the person's thin clothing, swallowed hard, and said, "You're back."

Lin Qiong nodded. "Mm."

She then pulled the man to her side, saying, "We can do our homework now."

Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, "I've learned a lot; if you don't know how, I'll teach you."

Fu Xingyun's pupils constricted.

The two embraced almost instantly, with Fu Xingyun hurriedly unbuckling his belt like a hot-blooded young man.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, his remaining rationality brought him to a state of clarity, and he almost simultaneously took off his clothes and pulled a book from under his pillow.

He flipped through the pages haphazardly, then with a sweep of his large, well-defined hand, tore off a thick stack of articles, heading straight for Article 102.

The next morning, Lin Qiong sat on the bed, completely bewildered. It seemed the other person had learned more than him!