69 It's all about details
◎Eat every failure, learn every failure◎
"Wow! These fireworks are so beautiful!"
"Wow! The light show is made of cartoon characters! I love these cartoon characters the most!"
"So beautiful, I don't know who these are prepared for, but I, a passerby, like them all. The person who prepared these must be a super handsome guy! Careful, gentle, charming, considerate, patient and in great shape!"
Lu Yancheng didn't need to answer at all. After the first few seconds of embarrassment, Song Qiu started to save the situation by giving exaggerated praise and cheering, and even praised him sweetly. He then pulled Lu Yancheng aside and asked.
"Lu Yancheng, do you know who prepared these? I really want to meet this person. Today happens to be my birthday. What do you call this? This is fate!"
As long as you are not embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed. Face is sometimes useless and should be thrown away. Song Qiu not only dared to ask, he also pulled Lu Yancheng's arm and shook it, "I suspect he prepared it specially for me. Who is it? Who is it? Do you know this super handsome guy?"
The speechlessness on Lu Yancheng's face gradually turned into helplessness.
Little Mu just had this ability. Even though he knew that this was done on purpose to coax him, he still enjoyed it very much and was coaxed to the point where he couldn't resist at all.
He even felt that he was almost tamed. No matter how hurt he was, the little wooden boy would turn around and coax him, but he would not learn from his mistakes. He kept failing and never learned from his mistakes.
"Come on, tell me, who is so awesome?" He didn't say anything, but Song Qiu kept pulling his arm and shaking him, her voice became hoarse, soft and a little bit funny and coquettish, "I wonder if I will have the honor to meet this handsome guy, I really want to meet him~"
"Who is it, who is it, who is it..."
Lu Yancheng was coaxed and pestered until he had no way to deal with him. He smiled before he even opened his mouth, "It's me."
Song Qiu's expression was just the right amount of shock, and the hand holding his also froze slightly. Two seconds later, he rushed over and hugged him, "Ahhh, it's you! When did you prepare for it? My first birthday is so grand, Lu Yancheng, are you an angel!"
Putting aside his acting skills, just being entangled by him like an octopus made Lu Yancheng unable to stop smiling.
These words are half true and half false. The shock at the beginning is false, but the touching feeling at the end is real.
"I prepared it when I bought you the cake."
He may not really want to ask these, but Lu Yancheng answered very cooperatively, "I originally wanted to go home and set off fireworks for you, but I changed it to here temporarily. It's just right for me to watch it while eating cake."
"I don't know who disliked those cartoons just now, but I think children's birthdays should have a childlike atmosphere, so I chose the ones that we have seen at home."
He didn't say it directly, and imitated Song Qiu's way of saying that he didn't know who it was. Song Qiu raised his head guiltily and chuckled twice, "I didn't know just now. How could I say that if I knew it was you? I thought it was someone who didn't understand these things and randomly came up with it."
When Song Qiu knew it was Lu Yancheng, he understood. It’s not that he didn’t understand, but... it’s all about the details.
Many of the things he bought for the house had cartoon patterns on them. Lu Yancheng looked at each one carefully, then wrote down the ones he liked and put them together to form the light show.
The money was definitely well spent and the ceremony was grand enough, but the thought behind it was more precious than the money and the sense of ceremony.
They must have been together at some point in time. Song Qiu can now be sure of this. Moreover, it was not the kind of togetherness in the plot. It was not that Lu Yancheng forced them to be together. He was also willing to be in love with them.
But he didn't know more clues. Lu Yancheng must have known but didn't say anything, which meant that there was something even more problematic about the matter.
Song Qiu hugged Lu Yancheng and rubbed him intimately, but all he could think about was what they had experienced before. He would not fall in love with just anyone. He either became Lu Yancheng's lover in order to survive and avoid suffering, or it was... true love.
As soon as the last two words appeared in his mind, Song Qiu felt his hair stand on end.
As the protagonist, he was in love with the villain. Regardless of whether the plot allowed it or not, just thinking about Lu Yancheng's ending was...
Was it him who killed Lu Yancheng?
Or was Lu Yancheng controlled by the plot in the end, and treated him as violently and cruelly as described in the plot?
There are too many possibilities and Song Qiu can't think of them all. He is not the kind of person who likes internal friction, so he simply stops thinking about it if he can't be sure.
The message alert on his mobile phone interrupted his thoughts. Song Qiu recognized it was his mobile phone. When he was in the bathroom, his clothes were torn by Lu Yancheng and his mobile phone was thrown on a shelf. Now when he heard the sound, he couldn't find it at all.
"My phone is on..."
Before he could finish his words, a hand handed him a mobile phone, with the screen facing upwards accidentally touched. After it lit up, both of them subconsciously looked over and saw the WeChat message.
【Abstract artist: Wife, it’s late, when will you come back? 】
Before Song Qiu could react, another message popped up.
【Abstract Artist: You are with my brother, right? 】
The hand that was about to answer the phone trembled a little, and Song Qiu subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the man opposite him, "It seems that we fell asleep, and then he..."
"Yeah." Lu Yancheng naturally put the phone into his hand, "It's okay, ignore it."
If the protagonist and the villain really get together, how could the protagonist not be influenced by the plot and do something? Lu Yancheng is mentally prepared.
"Why do I feel that..." Song Qiu looked doubtful, "Do you already have a solution?"
Lu Yancheng nodded, "The solution is on the way. The solution worth 100,000 yuan will be solved smoothly, don't worry."
Song Qiu: “…” Is the person whose surname you are talking about Lin?
The method worth one hundred thousand yuan was indeed on the way. I even found a driver to pick me up. I sat in the back seat, my eyes wandering over the transfer record of one hundred thousand yuan and the chat record with my boss.
[Mr. Lu: If Song Qiu and I continue like this, there will probably be problems with Lu Yang. Can 100,000 yuan solve the problem?]
[Mr. Lu: You can solve it any way you want. I promise that I won't let Lu Yang harass you by any means necessary.]
[Mr. Lu: It’s normal to dislike him. You have nothing to do anyway, so just treat it like training a dog.]
The transfer was at the top of these records. The payment record was posted ten minutes after the message was sent. Lin Jin laughed at himself when he saw the end.
He hesitated for ten minutes, and after ten minutes he gave up his principles and chose 100,000 yuan. If he doesn't make money, who will?
He really deserves to earn this money.
Lu Wanqing went out to play again tonight and would not be home until the second half of the night. Lin Jin knew this news, but when he got off the car, he found that Zhang Ma was not there either. The villa was pitch black and the lights were not on.
If Lu Yancheng hadn't seen the surveillance footage showing that Lu Yang had returned home and hadn't left the house, he would have suspected that no one was inside.
“Pah.”
After opening the door, Lin Jin turned on the light first. Once the light in the entrance hall was on, the figure leaning on the sofa was very obvious even though the light in the living room was not on yet.
The young master of the Lu family, who was usually erratic but full of energy, was sitting on the ground, leaning against the sofa dejectedly, with a pile of broken wine bottles in front of him.
The expensive red wine dyed the white plush carpet red, and the smell of wine was everywhere. Lin Jin turned on the light in the living room and walked slowly towards the place. Along the way, she saw several bottles of red wine that Lu Yancheng had collected from the auction.
Some of it he hadn't had time to taste, and now it was all on the carpet, leaving only a pile of broken bottles.
The young master who grew up in luxury has a very bad temper. He smashes cars, watches, and red wine... From childhood to adulthood, there is nothing in the family that he dares not smash except his brother.
"What are you doing here?" Lu Yang, holding a wine glass in his hand, just watched him approach, with a slightly mocking smile on his face, "My brother stole my wife, and I have to ask you to come and see me laugh?"
It was obvious that he was being controlled more severely than any previous time. He was completely immersed in the plot. Lin Jin walked across the mess on the ground and sat gracefully on the sofa where he was leaning. She looked down at him, and the smile on her face was not the semi-permanent formulaic one, but had a lot more playfulness.
"Mr. Lu, haven't I seen enough of your jokes? I came here after get off work to see you make a fool of yourself? You are really good at flattering yourself."
He didn't want to provoke Lu Yang, not because he was afraid of getting into trouble, but because he felt it was troublesome. But since Lu Yancheng said that he could train Lu Yang like a dog, then he didn't need to be polite. He was most familiar with doing things for money.
Lu Yang's face darkened after hearing these rude words. His eyes darkened and looked particularly cruel. He stared at him like a wolf who wanted to tear him apart. "I can't bring down my brother now. Do you f*cking think I can't deal with you either?"
Lin Jin didn't answer. She picked up the empty wine glass next to her and poured herself a glass of wine. She ignored his vicious look and raised her glass towards him. "I don't represent Mr. Lu. I'm free today. I'll have a drink with you."
After saying that, he took a sip directly. His movements were a little careless and a few drops of wine fell from the corners of his mouth. The drops of wine flowed down his chin, across his neck, and finally fell into his shirt, which he had unbuttoned a few buttons before he entered the door.
The snow-white shirt, the deep red wine, and the skin sandwiched in between looked inexplicably sexy against their backdrop.
Lu Yang's eyes unconsciously followed the wine drops throughout the whole process, staring at it for a long time. In the end, he didn't know what was going on, he got up and sat on the sofa and really drank with him.
The simplicity of turning enemies into friends was not challenging at all for Lin Jin. If Lu Yang was interested in him, he knew very well how to handle it. He had met many men who were interested in him over the years. Even when he was attending social events on behalf of Lu Yancheng, many partners expressed their interest in him openly or secretly.
He did not see this as a humiliation, but rather a compliment, and an ability that could be used to negotiate a collaboration.
Good eloquence is a gift, but good looks are not?
He can easily secure cooperation and expand his network by just saying a few words and giving some random gifts, without having to make any sacrifices of his own. With Lu Yancheng and the Lu family as his backers, he doesn't have to worry about anyone forcing him.
"Because your wife drinks alone? Do you love her very much?"
Drinking quietly alone would not make Lu Yang drunk, so Lin Jin brought up this sensitive topic at the right time. Before Lu Yang could answer, she raised her hand to help him tidy up his messy clothes. The strength of her slender fingers was neither light nor heavy, but just enough to make her presence felt, and she tidied up his clothes from the collar to the hem.
There was no overstepping of boundaries, he was just helping to tidy up, but he had withdrawn his hands. Lu Yang's eyes were still on his hands, following his hands to the wine glass in his hands, and then to his lips that were touched by the wine glass and stained with a few drops of wine.
"My wife... my wife..." Lu Yang felt that he was a little drunk, his head was hot, and his thoughts were confused. "What did you ask me just now? You asked... whether you could be my wife, right?"
Lin Jin: ???
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