Chapter 38 Chapter 38 “I told you to speak properly…
Although it was ironic, Liu Jingheng was not sad at all.
After all, until now, he still "bites anyone who says that he and Qin Chuyao are a good match."
But he couldn't respond to this.
While Qin Du was admiring the sunset, he quietly took out his phone and searched for Green Tea Quotes.
Afraid that Qin Du would discover the clues, he only glanced at the first sentence:
[I just want to simply like someone, why do feelings have to be so complicated. ]
When selecting quotations, Liu Jingheng never cared about the current context, nor did she have time to study them in detail. As long as the flavor was there and people all over the country could drink Longjing tea, that was enough.
He put away his phone and didn't recite silently this time. He knew that his brain was so confused that the more he repeated himself, the more likely he would make mistakes.
Just shout out:
"You simply said you like me as a person, why make it so complicated?"
Qin Du's fingertips on the hood of the car trembled suddenly.
Liu Jingheng lowered her head and muttered:
"No, that's not what I meant..."
He looked at Qin Du again:
"What I said just now was not good. Let me say it again."
He cleared his throat. "Why do you like to make things so complicated? Just keep it simple."
Qin Du folded his hands that were on the hood.
His Adam's apple slid slightly, and he withdrew his hand from the hood and put it into his trouser pocket as if to cover up something.
"If you could make a living by being sentimental, you could feed six billion people in the world," he said.
Liu Jingheng asked seriously, "What about animals?"
Qin Du sighed heavily. Communicating with Liu Jingheng was exhausting.
Liu Jingheng continued to ask, "Can't we add animals? I like animals and I can raise them."
Qin Du remained silent, but where Liu Jingheng couldn't see, he quietly raised the corners of his lips.
Looking at it this way, this guy is quite cute.
When the first ray of blue-black color merged into the setting sun, the faces of the people around me could no longer be seen clearly.
Qin Du, who had been standing for five hours, tapped his toes, opened the car door, got in, and said to Liu Jingheng:
"Get in the car."
Shift gears, reverse, and the grand scene in front of you becomes farther and farther away.
Liu Jingheng rested her chin on Penny's head, quietly watching the last trace of orange that was about to disappear.
The mood was strange, bloated and noisy.
Who says the sun at dusk is not the dawn?
But he was really hungry.
The last cloud turned into the shape of Orleans grilled wings.
The Qin family mansion was brightly lit in the night.
The old man kept looking towards the door and asked Uncle Li who was looking outside:
"Haven't seen anyone yet?"
Uncle Li looked around:
"I guess today will be very... I'm back! I'm back! Get off the bus! Get off the bus!"
After hearing this, the old man immediately stood up, walked to the dining table and did some warm-up exercises.
As soon as the sound of leather shoes came, the old man pulled out his belt from his waist:
"This unfilial son!"
With a roar, he instantly turned into a desktop cleaning master, and the dishes were smashed all over the floor.
Then he pointed angrily at Qin Du who had just entered the room:
"I asked you to pick someone up, but where did you go? Do you know that hundreds of guests were waiting eagerly in the banquet hall? If you didn't come, they wouldn't even start eating!"
Qin Du looked at the broken dishes on the ground, and stood in front of Liu Jingheng without leaving any trace, saying in a light tone:
"So, this is why you've started smashing pots and pans after just a few days of having enough to eat?"
"What qualifications do you have to lecture me? Tell me, where did you take Liu Jingheng?!"
"I don't need to report to you before I do anything." Qin Du grabbed Liu Jingheng's hand and pushed her, lowering his voice, "You go up first."
Liu Jingheng went upstairs, and then came down again. When the two of them were on the verge of a fight, he raised his hand:
"Well, I haven't eaten yet."
They both responded: “…”
The old man looked at the nanny with a cold face:
"Take Miss Xiao Liu to eat something first."
Liu Jingheng left. The old man was disgusted with his rebellious eldest son and turned around:
"I know you're deliberately going against me, but I might as well tell you that I'm going to take this granddaughter-in-law."
Qin Du looked at his departing back and snorted coldly.
On the last two steps of the stairs, the old man raised his leg high and took a leap of faith.
Uncle Li came trotting over from the shadows, dabbing his fingers with saliva and tidying up the old man's temples, his mouth firing like a machine gun:
"Master, I give you full marks for this ethical drama. I'm not afraid of you getting too proud! You have to act perfectly. Don't let your secrets slip when Mr. Qin comes up later."
The old man pushed Uncle Li's hand away and pursed his temples:
"You're not even telling me."
Five hours ago.
The hotel where we got engaged was empty and lonely.
There were only three members of the Qin family, dressed in suits and ties, eating melon seeds and drinking tea.
Qin Chuyao prayed over and over in his heart:
Liu Jingheng is not allowed to come back. According to the law of attraction, whatever you wish for will come true!
After waiting for a long time, no guests showed up.
Look at Grandpa and Uncle Li again. Their front teeth are almost broken from cracking melon seeds. They are chatting about Xiaotian, looking calm and relaxed.
Qin Chuyao took the initiative to offer advice:
"Grandpa, do you want to vent your anger? None of these bastards actually take you seriously."
The old man spat out the melon seed shells and said, "You go back first."
Qin Chuyao ran away confused but happy, fearing that the situation would change if he was a second late.
The old man looked at his fleeing figure, smiled and shook his head:
"This silly child...I don't know who he follows."
Uncle Li chuckled:
"Of course it's a common thread. I think you also believed the ridiculous rumor that Jingjing was a girl."
"I'm just waiting and watching." The old man rolled his eyes at him. "You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child."
Uncle Li laughed and said, "But how did you see that? You even thought of this trick to force Mr. Qin to do something unethical."
The old man looked at the gorgeous ceiling and sighed deeply, as if he was lost in memories:
"When Qin Du's mother passed away, he seemed to grow up overnight, pouring all his energy into studying and working. He's in his thirties and still hasn't figured out where to end up in life. As his father, I'm naturally worried."
Uncle Li has been with the old man for more than 30 years. He knows everything and is not afraid of offending people. He just picks the unpleasant things to say:
"Master, forgive me for being blunt, but the child grew up watching his parents' backs. His parents' relationship has made him completely disappointed in marriage and family. Even the arrival of a celestial being wouldn't be of any use."
The old man raised his hand, wanting to slap him, but then he felt he was in the wrong and retracted his hand awkwardly.
Sighing, he continued:
"In the past, I introduced him to many young masters from the Wang family and daughters from the Li family. I didn't know his sexual orientation, so I had to try all kinds of methods. But this unfilial son told me..."
"Father likes young and beautiful college students so much, why don't you go on blind dates with them? You can kill two birds with one stone."
"Pfft—" Uncle Li burst out laughing. Serves you right!
The old man said again:
"I may be old, but I'm not blind. Qin Du's attitude towards Teacher Xiao Liu is unusual. Take the last match for example. If you had allowed him to have close contact with others, you might as well have killed him directly. But when I was waiting for Teacher Xiao Liu to pass the note with his mouth, I actually saw a hint of impatience in him."
"Ahem, that's called expectation," Uncle Li corrected.
"Although Teacher Xiao Liu doesn't come from a big family, Qin Du likes her, which is more important."
Uncle Li nodded: "Yes, that's what you said when you married your second wife, so I can guarantee that Mr. Qin is definitely your biological son."
The old man suddenly fell silent.
After a while, change the subject:
"It's just that Qin Du's brain circuit is so stubborn. I guess he still doesn't feel the taste yet. We can only rely on us elders to support him from behind."
Uncle Li nodded: "I'm sorry, Master Chu Yao..."
The old man raised his eyebrows:
"Speaking of Chu Yao, that Cheng Yunqing, you found an excuse to drive him away, but you eat and live at my expense every day and still covet my future daughter-in-law. How can this be justified?"
Uncle Li had been with Liu Jingheng for a long time, and he had also learned the same thing:
"OK."
Anyway, he will take responsibility for all the offending things.
In fact, from the first day Liu Jingheng entered the house, everyone, including the babysitter, knew that he was not disabled. After all, Liu Jingheng's acting skills were learned from the acting family - Wozniak and Yan Jiude.
Also, apart from Qin Mu, no one believed that Liu Jingheng was a girl.
Even though I accidentally discovered his sanitary napkins, breast pump, and moldy European bread, I could only understand it as him having some special fetish.
Mr. Qin, the King of Understanding: Hehehe, my son is blessed.
*
The engagement ceremony just passed by for the time being.
Liu Jingheng didn't ask any more questions, as it was impossible for him to ask questions given his personality.
But the old man works diligently day after day to perform the whole show.
Every day he either transformed into a desktop cleaning master or a roaring emperor. He even imitated Liu Jingheng by hanging a book around his neck and also hung his blood pressure medication around his neck, and every now and then he would swallow a couple of pills in full view of everyone...
Vitamins.
Qin Chuyao was afraid that his grandfather would bring up the matter again, so he simply moved to the school. It was painful not to see Cheng Yunqing for a while, but if he could never see Cheng Yunqing again, it would be self-destruction.
Jinhai City welcomed the first sound of cicadas.
Summer came exceptionally early this year, with temperatures reaching over 30 degrees Celsius in early June.
Liu Jingheng was still wearing that padded shirt; he had nothing else to wear.
But he has money and learned how to shop online from Uncle Li.
I just opened my phone and was about to buy the shirt with free shipping for 39.9 that had been in my shopping cart for almost a month when the class group message rang with a "ding dong".
Counselor Zhang:
Dear students, the internship period is drawing to a close. In the final few days, please complete your internship report, have it stamped by your internship unit, and write positive comments. Then, please report back to the academy on time on June 4th!
Liu Jingheng scratched her head.
There are still three days left.
In the middle of the night, Liu Jingheng suddenly sat up.
My plan to break up the couple failed prematurely again because Qin Yaojin showed up unexpectedly.
What should I do?
At this time, Cheng Yunqing, who had just returned from overtime, passed by Liu Jingheng's room and took a casual glance, and saw him doing sit-ups on the bed.
He knocked on the door, walked in and asked:
"Still asleep?"
"right."
Cheng Yunqing put down his backpack, sat down on the bed, hesitated for a long time and spoke:
"The academy just sent a notice that the internship will end in two days. What are your plans?"
Liu Jingheng: "I plan to ask the counselor which dormitory I should live in."
Cheng Yunqing pursed her lips and suddenly sighed:
"I don't want to go back to the dormitory."
"Why." Liu Jingheng seriously jumped into the trap set by Cheng Yunqing.
"Because my roommate has smelly feet, snores, leaves his underwear everywhere without washing it for a week, and borrows my toilet paper every day." Cheng Yunqing raised his eyes, "Where is your roommate?"
Liu Jingheng was stunned. He didn't know that even though he had never lived in a dormitory, the director would always try his best to arrange single rooms for them in the welfare home, no matter how bad the conditions were.
From what I hear, dormitory life is a bit scary. He can't argue with others, and he doesn't want to wash other people's underwear.
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"I don't want to live here anymore, just like you said." He said frankly.
Cheng Yunqing sat closer and lowered his voice:
"Your home is eight kilometers from school, making commuting inconvenient. In the last few months, you'll be busy with your thesis defense and graduation project. With all this running back and forth, I'm really worried you'll be late one day and miss something important."
Liu Jingheng nodded in agreement. Given his poor memory, forgetting to set the alarm wasn't unusual.
"You live in the dormitory. Besides having to endure those perverted roommates, have you ever thought about what will happen to Penny and Cube?" Cheng Yunqing coaxed.
"Yes, what should we do?" Liu Jingheng nodded.
"Don't worry, have you forgotten that I have a duplex apartment opposite the school? It's just right for two people to live in, and the puppies and cats can have enough space to run around. It's a good opportunity to introduce the balls and blocks to each other. What do you think?" Cheng Yunqing smiled like a spring breeze.
Liu Jingheng really thought it over carefully this time and said:
"OK."
Cheng Yunqing was a little excited, and took Liu Jingheng's hand, smiling with eyebrows curved:
"Okay, you can pack your luggage in advance and we'll go back together. By the way, what color sheets do you like? I'll buy you new ones, as well as cups and toothbrushes in your favorite colors."
Liu Jingheng scratched his head. He didn't have a favorite color, so he said, "Anything's fine."
Cheng Yunqing held him aside for a long time to confirm, and confirmed that from now on he would be able to see Liu Jingheng's lovely face when he returned home after class. When he left, his steps were as light as a dance, and he couldn't help humming a few lines softly.
Liu Jingheng really thinks it's possible.
Living with the male protagonist also makes it convenient to do whatever you want to him.
No, kill him.
Not really, hand, foot and mouth disease?
Liu Jingheng couldn't think of anything, so she didn't want to make things difficult for herself and went to sleep first.
*
The next morning, Liu Jingheng sat on the bed in a daze. Before Cheng Yunqing went to the unit, he specifically told him to pack all his luggage today and go there directly tomorrow.
Liu Jingheng took out her internship certificate, hesitated for a long time, and knocked on Qin Du's door.
Qin Du opened the door, still wearing his dark blue silk pajamas, his hair unkempt and hanging down on his forehead.
"What are you doing?" he said coldly.
Liu Jingheng tremblingly handed over the internship certificate:
"The internship is over, and the school requires a stamped review. Grandpa's not here, so I can only come to you..."
Qin Du placed his fingers between his knees and gently stroked them.
After a few breaths, he sat down at the desk, picked up a pen, and scratched it twice on the paper, and ink came out.
In the comments column, a few vigorous and powerful small characters were written:
【Rilon Group Representative Qin Du】
He started writing a new line, but his fingers suddenly stopped, and the tip of the pen was stuck on the paper for a long time without falling.
As if his thoughts had suddenly interrupted his movements, he asked casually:
"Going back to the dorm tomorrow?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
After a while: "No. I live in Cheng Yunqing's house."
Qin Du shook the tip of his pen, as if looking for a suitable place to start writing:
"You have a good relationship with him."
“The one who is closest to the water gets the moon first.” This time Liu Jingheng was right.
Qin Du's fingers holding the pen suddenly tightened, and a faint blue color appeared on his knuckles.
The first word of a new line was finally not dropped.
He put the cap on the pen and inserted the pen into the pen holder.
"I can't sign the execution certificate." Qin Du said.
"Hmm?" Liu Jingheng said briefly.
Qin Du casually picked up a hardcover book and pushed it over. There were four big words printed on the cover:
【Housekeeper's Manual】
"This is Uncle Li's work notes." Qin Du said nonchalantly, "A qualified housekeeper, even if he can't be perfect in everything, must at least be able to do 70% or 80% of this."
He clicked on the cover and looked up at Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng: ...
Uncle Li harmed me.
"Since we've accepted you as an intern, we have to take responsibility for your studies and work. Right and wrong are not decided by others, but by you." Qin Du's voice became softer. "Tell me, what smart things have you done these days?"
Liu Jingheng pondered for a long time and began to count carefully on her fingers:
"For the ancestor worship ceremony, I wrote the petition and arranged accommodation; and then... and..."
Eh? He seems to be doing nothing, just slacking off.
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Qin Du chuckled and pushed the internship certificate back:
"Do your job well, and I'll explain the situation to your school."
"And this." He pushed Uncle Li's thick dictionary-like notebook over to him and said in a slow voice, "Study hard."
Liu Jingheng's internship certificate was left blank and returned with eleven more words.
He wasn't one to show his emotions on his face, but he couldn't help but make a face.
Villain, damn it.
Back in his room, Liu Jingheng studied Uncle Li's work notes. The handwriting was ugly, huddled together like ants, and he couldn't understand it.
In the next room, Qin Du called the Academic Affairs Office of Jinhai University.
"Sorry, intern Liu Jingheng needs to extend her internship."
When the person over there heard Qin Du's voice, even though he couldn't see, his back still bent unconsciously:
"Representative Qin, if our student has done something wrong, please tell us directly. We will find a time to talk to him."
Qin Du pondered for a moment and said softly:
"You're worrying too much. Our old housekeeper needs to go back to his hometown for a while for personal reasons. Liu Jingheng is already very good at housekeeping, so we need him to stay and help temporarily."
"Oh, no problem. Just tell me if you have any requests." The counselor on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Du hummed, "As for his graduation thesis and other academic tasks, we will supervise him here."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Du received a message from Uncle Li:
[Mr. Qin, summer is here, and the housemaids need to change into summer clothes. I'd like to ask for your opinion.]
Qin Du replied "You handle it yourself" and planned to call Wang Group back. The boss of this group had repeatedly invited Qin Du to play golf with him half a month ago, but Qin Du always declined on the grounds of handling important matters.
But the necessary connections should also be taken out and shown off while the weather is fine.
It just so happened that his cell phone was out of battery. Qin Du searched around but couldn't find a charging cable, so he planned to go to the utility room to get one.
Passing by Liu Jingheng's room, his steps suddenly stopped.
The June sun was scorching hot, shining through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and filling the entire room.
Liu Jingheng knelt beside the bed, trying to decipher Uncle Li's handwriting.
The padded shirt was too loose and couldn't support her figure. Perhaps it was too hot, so her sleeves were rolled up to her forearms, revealing her delicate wrists that were too thin to be held in one hand.
The exposed slender neck was slightly reddened by the sun.
Qin Du looked away and thought of this shirt. He had seen him wearing it since Liu Jingheng first came until now. He wore it over and over again, washed it, and it was difficult to dry on rainy days, so he had to use a hair dryer to dry it himself.
Qin Du cleared his throat.
Liu Jingheng pointed at the words on the notebook and muttered:
"Business...business?"
Qin Du cleared his throat again, speaking a little louder.
Liu Jingheng narrowed her eyes. "Deal with...the ...
"Liu Jingheng." Qin Du said coldly.
Liu Jingheng slowly turned around: "I'm here."
"I'm going out now. You should pack up and come with me." Qin Du said this and turned to leave without caring about Liu Jingheng's opinion.
Liu Jingheng lowered her eyes and looked at her work notes.
Uncle Li just figured it out and said that the housekeeper would occasionally go out with the employer to do business, and he represented the face of the Qin family outside, so he had to dress appropriately and be dignified.
Liu Jingheng opened the wardrobe and found it empty.
He could only go to the bathroom to get some water, comb his hair, and try to make himself look more energetic.
Ten minutes later, in the car.
Qin Du shifted gears and glanced subtly at Liu Jingheng's hair, which was still dripping with water.
"Boss Qin, what are we going to do?" Liu Jingheng asked. Uncle Li's work notes mentioned that one should understand the details of the employer's out-of-town work beforehand and be prepared for any emergencies.
"Buy clothes." Qin Du stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly drove away from the Qin family mansion.
Liu Jingheng: "Yours?"
Qin Du: "Yours."
Liu Jingheng: "Why?"
Qin Du: "Are you planning to wear this outfit until you're buried? If someone doesn't know, they might think the Qin family is mistreating their employees."
Liu Jingheng fell silent, clutching his baggy jeans with both hands. He had no idea how to buy clothes, and had never been to a clothing store. His father, the dean, was poor, and at most he'd buy them one new piece of clothing a year, always a size too big, saying it would keep them in shape when they grew up.
New clothes, new clothes.
Liu Jingheng scratched her cheek.
Should he be happy?
Liu Jingheng followed Qin Du into the mall in a daze. It was her first time shopping in a mall and she was like a 360-degree camera, curious about everything she saw.
His impression of shopping malls dates back to when he was seven or eight years old. A local small shopping mall held a Children's Day event, and the director's father took a group of children to get candy.
But the shopping mall in front of me is very different from what I imagined. There are many strange and incomprehensible things here.
For example, the colorful jelly beans in a transparent bucket will flow out like water when you pull the handle.
Liu Jingheng stared——
Qin Du walked a long way away, but didn't see anyone out of the corner of his eye. When he turned around, he saw Liu Jingheng holding her knees and observing the bucket of candy beans.
He breathed heavily and walked back:
"You should not have forgotten the purpose of our trip."
Liu Jingheng pointed at the candy bean machine and answered the question irrelevantly:
"What's in here?"
"Sugar." Qin Du said.
"What does it smell like?" Liu Jingheng was just curious and had no other intentions.
Qin Du didn't know either, he had never been interested in these snacks.
"I don't know." Qin Du said coldly, and looked at his watch, suggesting that Liu Jingheng should leave.
Liu Jingheng couldn't understand any hints, it was like that before and it is still like that now.
Then he asked, "Is the red one strawberry flavored?"
He was really curious, he had never seen it before.
Qin Du looked at the questions and expectations in Liu Jingheng's eyes, and his sharp brows relaxed.
Turning to the clerk, he said, "Could you please get me a paper bag?"
Then he handed the paper bag to Liu Jingheng:
"I don't know what it tastes like. Explore it yourself, don't tell me."
Liu Jingheng took the paper bag and fiddled with it for a long time. She saw the kid next to her pull the handle on the bucket and the beans came out, so she followed suit and pulled the handle hard.
I'm curious about the red ones, and the orange ones. Are the blue ones blueberries?
Liu Jingheng took several large bags full of MM beans and paid for them.
After weighing, the clerk said:
"The total expenditure, sir, is two thousand eight hundred and eighty yuan."
Liu Jingheng's hand paused: "How much?"
"Two thousand eight hundred and eighty yuan."
Liu Jingheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly put her face into the bag, trying to figure out the secret of why these beans were worth two thousand eight hundred.
Qin Du handed over the card:
“Swipe the card.”
"No, don't..." Liu Jingheng stammered.
He waited until Qin Du swiped the card before he reacted and raised his hand to grab Qin Du's hand.
Qin Du pushed his hand away and took the card:
"Next time, please extend your hand of rejection earlier."
I left the house carrying two full bags of MM beans, and Liu Jingheng was still there:
"I'll return the money to you. How much is your Alipay?"
Qin Du didn't even look at him: "You're asking for my phone number this way?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
"wrong."
Qin Du smiled for no reason.
What an idiot. Or rather, it's precisely because he's an idiot that everything he does seems so calm.
Liu Jingheng finally knew what red beans tasted like.
chocolate.
I also know what blue beans taste like.
chocolate.
He followed Qin Du while eating. When they passed the Hermès women's clothing counter, Qin Du suddenly stopped.
"Go in."
Although Liu Jingheng doesn't know what luxury brands are, she has a basic understanding of them.
He pointed at the skirts in the window, his eyes unfocused: "Women's clothing."
Qin Du looked down at him condescendingly:
"Miss Xiao Liu doesn't buy women's clothes, so she prefers suits."
Liu Jingheng:.
Qin Du saw him standing there like a wooden stick, and stretched out his hand:
"Do you want to continue wasting time?"
He stretched out his hand with no other intention, just to remind Liu Jingheng not to be like a piece of wood.
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a long time, then slowly reached out and gently held Qin Du's hand.
Qin Du's eyebrows suddenly raised at the sudden soft touch.
After a long time, he held Liu Jingheng's hand with his slender fingers, easily wrapped his fingers in his palm, turned around, and pulled him away.
I pulled it twice, but it didn't move.
When I turned around, Liu Jingheng was holding MM beans under her arm, holding the railing of the fence tightly with one hand, shaking her head.
"No... I don't want women's clothes."
Liu Jingheng's thinking is very fragmented, and he has no concept of "acting the whole role". Even though he was trying hard to build up huge breasts with European bread, once this matter came to an end temporarily, he immediately returned to factory mode.
Qin Du couldn't help but laugh, then immediately frowned again:
"You have no say."
With a strong effort, he dragged Liu Jingheng over and walked as fast as the wind through the Hermès women's clothing.
Came to the men's clothing counter next door.
Liu Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief:
Fortunately, the villain doesn’t know many words.
He didn't dare to remind him and followed Qin Du into the men's clothing counter obediently.
The decoration here doesn't look like a clothing store, but more like a small and stylish palace.
As soon as I entered the door, the salesgirls immediately came up to me and stood in a row, bowing in unison:
"Good morning, Representative Qin."
Everyone here knows Qin Du, he is the boss of this shopping mall.
"Come and take a look at the new models." Qin Du said concisely, pushing Liu Jingheng over. "It suits him."
Several salesgirls exchanged glances with each other, one of them went to the back to get the exhibition brochure, while the other was busy receiving Liu Jingheng, serving him tea and water, and she wished she could feed him with her own hands.
In the brief eye contact just now, the conversation between the salesgirl and the salesgirl was as follows:
"This is the first time Representative Qin has brought someone here. Something's going on!"
"Serve me like the boss lady, everyone, stare!"
The salesgirl came with the brochure and asked Liu Jingheng with a smile:
"What style do you like, sir?"
Liu Jingheng opened her mouth and closed it again.
Qin Du said: "No need to ask him, he is an outsider, you can just recommend him."
Liu Jingheng had basically nothing to do in the entire conversation. He was only responsible for not understanding, and left all the coordination work to the salesgirl and Qin Du.
Only when the money was finally paid did he give a little reaction:
"How many???"
The salesgirl repeated, "The total purchase is 268,800 yuan. We will deliver the clothes to your home as soon as possible."
Qin Du handed over the card: "Don't bother, we'll take it away directly."
In the car.
Liu Jingheng took the clothes that could not fit in the trunk and put them in a dust cover. No exaggeration, the dust cover was surrounded by a circle of rhinestones.
Under the transparent cover is a new version of an off-white European-style court-style collared shirt.
Just now, Liu Jingheng also roughly understood a few things from the salesgirl's introduction:
This store was once a brand that was exclusively available to European royalty and aristocrats, making it impossible to buy even with money. Later, the designer sold the copyright before his death, allowing this exquisite product to enter the public eye.
The price is also very good.
Liu Jingheng stroked the retro shirt through the hood, her eyes wide open.
Before coming here, he knew he would get new clothes, but he wasn't thrilled, and he didn't know how to feel about it. As a child, the new clothes he received were all the same, with a different color at best, and his father, the director, had limited taste.
But he still remembered the feel of the shirt in his hand, the smooth brocade, and the embroidery patterns were soft and smooth without being prickly.
Only when she got in the car did Liu Jingheng finally come to her senses.
This is his thing now.
I felt very strange, my chest felt swollen and hot.
"Is it for Jingheng?" he confirmed again.
Qin Du didn't even look at him: "I told you to speak properly and not act like a spoiled child."
"No, duck~" Liu Jingheng hugged her clothes tightly.
He, who was as quiet as a chrysanthemum, experienced for the first time what "like" meant.
It is a feeling that the lacking and unsatisfied hole from birth to now is filled silently.
So he began to imagine how the clothes would feel on his body, how the new clothes would smell, and what others would think of him after seeing them.
Everyone wants to know.
Qin Du held the steering wheel with one hand and glanced over inconspicuously.
I don’t know if it’s because of the hot weather or the lack of ventilation in the car, but Liu Jingheng’s face looks a little red from lack of oxygen, and the little mole on the tip of her nose is wilted and red, like the lining of a wedding dress.
Qin Du took a deep breath and his hands gripping the steering wheel loosened for no apparent reason.
Suddenly, he saw Liu Jingheng raising her head and moving towards him, as if she had something to say.
Qin Du unconsciously reacted with his body and put his ear close to it.
The next second, a touch of moist heat came from the earlobe, wrapped by two thin pieces of flesh.
Qin Du's eyes suddenly widened, his fingers trembled, and the car changed lanes at high speed.
He stepped on the brakes and Liu Jingheng was pulled back by the seat belt due to inertia.
"What are you doing?" Qin Du said in an unhappy tone and slowly turned the steering wheel.
Liu Jingheng: "I want to say thank you."
"Your way of expressing gratitude is really unique." Qin Du raised his hand and touched his earlobe.
Liu Jingheng wanted to move over to say thank you, so she straightened her body and moved closer.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Qin Du unexpectedly offered his ears.
So he just held it in his mouth.
Liu Jingheng didn't know how to respond, so she could only go along with it:
"Yes, that's how I express my gratitude."
Qin Du didn't say anything else, looking straight ahead, as if he didn't hear Liu Jingheng's words at all.
The palms holding the steering wheel suddenly became hot.
The car slowly stopped at the red light.
Liu Jingheng spread several bags of MM beans of different colors on his knees, thinking about which color to eat next to match his newly bought vintage shirt.
Red? Blue? Yellow is also good. I’m confused.
He was so engrossed in the moment that he didn't even notice the hand passing through the back of his neck.
Until a big hand came from behind and grabbed the side of his head, and his whole body fell to the left as the hand exerted force.
With Liu Jingheng's reaction ability, her brain was blank at this moment.
Suddenly, a ball of heat floated by my ear, and the next second, I felt a slight tingling sensation in my earlobe.
Qin Du bit his ear and quickly let go.
Liu Jingheng:?
One minute later.
Liu Jingheng:!
He covered his ears, his pupils slowly dilating in circles——
The villains are about to take action.
Should I make a symbolic struggle and make my own voice heard in the last moments of my life, or should I lie down and let him fuck me, conserving my energy to cross the Sanzu River?
Just as he was hesitating, Qin Du sat up straight, straightened the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator.
Liu Jingheng stared——
Qin Du was looking straight ahead, but he still noticed the other person's fiery gaze.
Qin Du still had a stern attitude and said in a calm tone:
"I won't accept your perfunctory thanks. I'll give it back to you."
Liu Jingheng: "Oh."
He touched his slightly stinging ear and felt a burning sensation on his fingertips.
Huh? Am I just being overly suspicious?
Or does the villain intend to keep him and torture him slowly for pleasure?
Qin Du was driving and his sight passed by in the rearview mirror for a moment.
He couldn't help but sneer. It was indeed Liu Jingheng. Even if the sky fell, his reaction arc would still be slower than others.
Qin Du felt inexplicably unhappy, not knowing whether it was because Liu Jingheng didn't give any response, or because of some of his own strange behavior that was inconsistent with his character.
The driver pressed the accelerator hard and drove straight across the straight road.
…
When he got home, Liu Jingheng changed into his new clothes immediately.
Uncle Li smiled so hard that his wrinkles disappeared when he saw the man, and rubbed his hands and said:
"Jingjing, you are a piece of sweet and soft cake~"
Old Master Qin: "Teacher Xiao Liu, it is true that clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Is it true that people who write well also have good taste?"
Then he asked, "I know this brand, but it's not cheap. Who paid for it?"
As he said this, the old man's gaze quietly turned to Qin Du on the side.
Qin Du went upstairs without saying a word, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
Liu Jingheng is very down-to-earth:
"Boss Qin paid for the money, and there are also beans."
He shared the priceless MM beans with the old man and Uncle Li. They symbolically ate two and started acting:
"Delicious! Better than regular beans, Lao Li, tell me why."
Uncle Li smiled obscenely:
"Of course it's because it contains a rare ingredient called love."
Liu Jingheng:?
Mugwort? Mugwort? Aren't these chocolate chips?
Just when I was at a loss for words, the sound of a car engine came from the courtyard.
After a while, Cheng Yunqing walked in. When he saw Liu Jingheng, his eyes lit up.
"Liu Jingheng, you are so cute today." He trotted over happily, took Liu Jingheng's hand and spun around.
Liu Jingheng tugged at the corner of her clothes and said:
"Boss Qin bought it for me."
The smile on Cheng Yunqing's face disappeared instantly.
After a while, he said with a cold face and an unhappy tone:
"This kind of European retro style is no longer popular. There's no need to even refer to this old-fashioned aesthetic."
Liu Jingheng:?
He thinks it looks good, so does that mean he is an old man?
"Okay, we have to report back to school tomorrow. Have you packed your things?" Cheng Yunqing realized that his remarks were inappropriate and changed the subject.
Liu Jingheng thought to herself that there was such a thing.
Seeing Uncle Li glaring at Cheng Yunqing, he remembered the work notebook.
He said:
"I can't go back with you. I failed my internship and had to postpone my studies."
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and his shoulders suddenly shook.
Cheng Yunqing, who was standing opposite him, stared at him blankly, which was a bit creepy.
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