Chapter 40 Chapter 40 "Next time if you can't find me, I'll just stand there obediently..."
Qin Du walked out of the viewing platform calmly, then immediately quickened his pace and strode to the locker room to change into his suit.
The moment I tied my tie, a deafening closing statement came from the front desk:
"Congratulations to Team XX for winning the 2025 World Championship!"
Qin Du pushed open the door, his well-tailored suit wrapped around his slender waist. He walked through the narrow and dim corridor and strode towards the stage.
At this time, Liu Jingheng was sitting among the fans who were crying inconsolably, looking dazed.
How did you win? I don't understand.
He thought for a long time and was about to turn around to ask the boss, but he found that there was no one around him.
Where is the boss?
On the stage, the young people who had trained hard for countless days and nights ran onto the stage in the grand golden rain and held up the trophy together to the grand and warm music.
Liu Jingheng changed her posture and waited.
He had no desire in this regard and could not understand the excitement of these people.
The host appeared in a gorgeous dress:
"Now, please welcome Mr. Qin Du, a representative from our competition sponsor, Rilon Group, to present the medal to the champion of this competition!"
Liu Jingheng slowly raised her eyes.
Who? I seemed to hear a familiar word just now.
He looked toward the stage. Amidst the lingering golden rain, a tall, graceful man, his feet like the wind, swiftly approached the champion team.
"Wow! It's the prince of the consortium!" Suddenly, a fan nearby screamed, "Xiaopoyou, you've made it!"
"Dream Link, I'll die without regrets!"
Liu Jingheng rubbed her eyes and stretched her neck to look.
The man on the stage who is putting medals on the contestants is Qin Chuyao's uncle, right?
Liu Jingheng suddenly understood.
This is normal. Qin Du has already expressed his interest in this game and his intention to invest in it, so it is not surprising that he will appear as the award presenter this time.
Different from those young and energetic teenagers, Qin Du has become more calm after years of baptism. When those young men who have just defended their championships and are full of honors look at him, their eyes are filled with admiration that cannot be concealed.
If I were to be reincarnated like him, would I have to train until the early morning every day?
Liu Jingheng couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Suddenly he straightened up.
By the way, where is the boss?
Liu Jingheng thought carefully and it seemed that the boss just said that he wanted to go to the bathroom.
But forty minutes have passed. Could it be that he encountered the "Red Hand, Green Hand, Big White Hand"?
Liu Jingheng began to ponder again, why do most ghost stories happen in toilets? Wouldn’t it smell?
No, no.
He stood up slowly and staggered.
The most urgent task now is to rescue Qin Du from the ghost.
Liu Jingheng left the stage against the cheering crowd.
At this time, the host on stage announced a little Easter egg.
Qin Du has always been a role model for young people, and his appearance has given great encouragement to the teenagers, so the event team arranged for the FMVP player to ask Qin Du a question.
The contestant asked almost without thinking:
"Hello, Mr. Qin. We're delighted that you can personally present us with the award. I believe you have a keen eye for talent, so we'd like to know what motivates you to sponsor and invest in our gaming competition."
Qin Du took the microphone and gently stroked the handle.
An opportunity?
Two words suddenly appeared in my mind:
【Hello. 】
Qin Du lowered his head and chuckled, looking at the young contestant with stars in his eyes, and said:
"I have a friend who isn't particularly interested in anything. Even though he enjoys art, he occasionally feels like slacking off. But this is the only game he logs in on every day. It must be a very interesting game to keep someone like him going."
"Wow——" the contestants applauded enthusiastically.
I have to say that Qin Du is a man with really high emotional intelligence. It seems that their nameless little You can be saved.
The host chatted for a few more words before asking Qin Du to move off the stage to rest and continue interviewing the championship team.
As Qin Du arrived backstage, the elegant smile on his face disappeared.
The event organizer came up to him and asked if he could have dinner with him later.
Qin Du loosened his tie as he walked: "Sorry, I have plans today, I'll be the banker another day."
The person in charge didn't dare to stop him. He knew the characteristics of these people. He knew that it would be useless to represent them another day. He also knew that these people were so busy that they wanted to be torn into pieces. He could only bow to Qin Du's back.
"Thank you, Representative Qin, for your honor. See you next time."
Qin Du strode to the locker room and pulled the handle hard, but the door didn't move at all.
Only then did he realize that the door of the locker room had been locked by some clever trick.
Qin Du turned and left, calling his secretary and asking him to send over a set of casual clothes immediately.
At this moment, Liu Jingheng was knocking on the bathroom door:
"Boss, are you there?"
"Get out of the way! I've been holding it in for three days and finally feel the urge to poop. Don't waste my time!" A cursing voice came from inside the door.
Liu Jingheng walked around the men's restroom but didn't see anyone.
After coming out, he fell into deep thought while looking at the women's restroom.
It shouldn’t be that serious.
But he didn't seem to trust the boss that much, so he asked a girl to go in and find a man.
Girl: "I'm going to call the police."
Liu Jingheng ran to the restaurant again, wondering if the boss was hungry and came here to find food.
After searching around, I still couldn't find anyone.
Liu Jingheng stopped and touched her chest with her hand.
The restless little heart inside was beating fast, and the originally rosy face turned slightly pale, and the lips were covered with a layer of blue.
During this time, he sent messages and made voice calls to the boss, but the boss seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Liu Jingheng wandered around the venue like a headless fly, asking everyone she met.
Many things have been slowly forgotten in his dull memory, but they left a deep impression on him. When he was very young, his parents brought him home from the hospital. His grandmother, who came from the countryside, poked him on the forehead and said resentfully:
"You little jinx, you're such a spendthrift. Your parents only make a few bucks, and you're not enough for them. Why were you born?"
Unlucky star.
Is it because he's a jinx? The boss didn't have to suffer the hardship of being stranded on a deserted island.
Liu Jingheng looked around in panic, not knowing where to go next.
Qin Du finally got rid of the constant "Good afternoon, Representative Qin". That was why he didn't like to appear in public. Some people had no sense of boundaries.
He called his secretary, who said there was a traffic jam and it would take a while.
Qin Du hung up the phone and looked at his watch.
A full hour had passed since he left, and the viewing stands had been cleared. He saw the message Liu Jingheng sent him, but he couldn't meet him now.
Otherwise, Liu Jingheng would know that the person who bought ninety-nine white roses, rode the carousel with him for a whole day, used her body to keep him warm while stranded on a deserted island, and was willing to play two roles was Qin Du.
Qin Du rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the crowd.
The next second, the body suddenly tensed up.
He saw Liu Jingheng, who was in a panic in the crowd, twisting her neck to look over here.
Qin Du quickly pulled the baseball cap off a passerby's head and put it on, then took off his suit jacket and threw it aside.
Passersby were frightened and tried to scream, so he used his money power to calm them down.
Then he walked quickly towards Liu Jingheng, saying in an unhappy tone:
"Why are you running around everywhere?"
Liu Jingheng stared at the newcomer blankly, and after a long pause, she said:
"Hello, are you...?"
Qin Du lowered the brim of his hat, his eyes hidden in the shadows:
"Your father."
Liu Jingheng blinked, and blinked again.
A thin layer of water light gradually accumulated in the clear eyes.
Qin Du snorted coldly. "How old is he, and he still misses his parents every day?"
"Boss..." Liu Jingheng choked.
Qin Du's expression froze for a moment.
Bang!
At a certain point, my heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.
His Adam's apple slid up and down, and his usually calm voice now seemed a little tense and unnatural:
"You, recognize me."
Liu Jingheng slowly reached out her hand, gently grabbed Qin Du's sleeve, and nodded.
He felt very strange when he saw the boss standing in front of him intact.
There is a sense of satisfaction in regaining what you have lost, and all the regrets are made up for at this moment.
The root of his nose felt sour. He had never been good at controlling his emotions since he was very young.
For him, emotions are either non-existent or uncontrollable once they arise.
"What's wrong?" Qin Du also felt helpless and confused at that moment.
He raised his hand, tightened his fingers, and put it back down.
Just keep repeating: "What's wrong?"
"I thought you were killed again because of me." Liu Jingheng choked and managed to say a complete sentence.
Qin Du: "Change the word."
Liu Jingheng stopped sobbing, lowered her head and thought for a long time, and then her tears came back, even more violently:
"I haven't read much, so I can't think of it..."
Qin Du's pupils continued to expand in surprise.
He thought that people like Liu Jingheng would be in standby mode until they died, but he didn't expect that even a well-programmed CPU would crash one day.
Liu Jingheng tugged at his sleeve, her fingers tightening even more:
"I figured it out, then I'll meet with misfortune."
Qin Du held his breath and couldn't exhale for a long time.
After a long time, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.
"Liu Jingheng." He didn't want to continue this topic and whispered, "You've been looking for me."
Asking despite knowing the answer.
Liu Jingheng nodded and wanted to come up with some green tea quotes, but found that her brain was as pale as goose feathers.
I could only stand there and breathe.
But suddenly I heard the boss's low voice:
"Liu Jingheng, you really know how to act like a spoiled child."
Liu Jingheng: I...
Before he could think clearly, he suddenly felt a heavy force falling on him. His whole body was firmly restrained by a pair of strong and powerful arms, as if they were using all their strength to wrap him up so that he couldn't breathe.
The boss's chin rested on his shoulder, and the warmth of his breath could be felt through the thin shirt.
"Next time if you can't find me, just stand still and I'll come find you." Qin Du slowly closed his eyes, unable to understand why he made such a statement.
But I don’t want to think about this problem now.
Liu Jingheng is very thin, and even if she tightens her arms as much as possible, she still feels an unfilled sense of emptiness.
"Boss..." Liu Jingheng said softly.
"Well, go ahead and talk. I'm listening."
Liu Jingheng was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice:
"Your shirt looks familiar. I saw President Qin wearing the same one on the podium just now. The decoration on the collar is the same, too."
After he finished speaking, Liu Jingheng clearly felt that the body of the man holding him gradually tensed up.
Qin Du often didn't know what to do with Liu Jingheng. This person had a bad memory, but a very good eye.
"Are you..." Liu Jingheng frowned, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
Qin Du's hand, which was clasping Liu Jingheng's lower back, tightened involuntarily.
Was it too obvious that even Liu Jingheng, who had such a long reflex arc, noticed it?
But because he was slow-witted, he had to quickly find an excuse to get away with it.
Qin Du let him go: "What do you want for dinner..."
Interrupted by Liu Jingheng:
"Did you steal Mr. Qin's clothes?"
Qin Du's hand paused. For the first time, he experienced what it meant to have something stuck in the throat.
"I stole it, so what?" He admitted it frankly.
Liu Jingheng looked around like a thief and made a gesture to silence everyone:
"Let's go quickly. It will be very bad for you if he finds you."
"Is he some kind of devil?" Qin Du laughed.
Liu Jingheng nodded mysteriously, pulled Qin Du's ear, stood on tiptoe, and moved closer:
"Even Satan needs a tattoo on his back."
Qin Du's face was covered with a layer of gloom.
It turns out that this is the image he has in Liu Jingheng's mind.
Qin Du ended the topic and didn't want to talk about it anymore:
"Let's go and have something to eat."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
*
After parting with the boss, Liu Jingheng boarded the train home alone.
It was almost the same as when we came, the whole world kissed me.
When Liu Jingheng got off the bus, his originally empty backpack was about to burst, as it was filled with food given to him by kind passengers.
Liu Jingheng scratched his head in confusion.
Standing at the exit, he munched on the snacks that couldn't fit in his bag in the strong wind.
Just go home, take a cab and take Penny for a walk. The poor child must be choking.
Liu Jingheng had just taken out her phone when a voice suddenly called out from behind her without any emotion:
"Liu Jingheng, turn back."
Liu Jingheng turned around and saw a large bouquet of brightly blooming red roses.
Above the bouquet of roses was Cheng Yunqing's delicate and elegant face with a smile on the corner of her lips.
But there was no smile in his eyes.
"Why...are you here?" Liu Jingheng knew that she had done something wrong and stuttered unconsciously.
"I came to pick you up." Cheng Yunqing stuffed the bouquet into his hands, "I was worried that you would be alone and couldn't find your way home."
He emphasized "one person".
Liu Jingheng held the bouquet silently for a long time, chewing the biscuits she had not swallowed.
"Yesterday at school, I met your classmate and asked him about visiting the elderly and lonely people. Your classmate was confused." Cheng Yunqing chuckled.
"So I'm very curious, is there something shameful that you're not comfortable telling me?"
Liu Jingheng pursed her lips, feeling that Cheng Yunqing's questioning tone was very strange.
He didn't know how to answer. Going to watch the game was not an unforgivable sin, but subconsciously, he didn't want Cheng Yunqing to know.
It's hard to explain.
Seeing him as silent as a log, Cheng Yunqing sighed softly and a smile returned to his face:
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you. You have your own private life, too. I just hope you'll tell me if you're going away so I can be sure of your safety at any time."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "I'm going on a long trip."
Cheng Yunqing laughed out loud and raised his hand to scratch his chin:
"If you are a wise man after the event, you can no longer be called Zhuge Liang."
Liu Jingheng: "Should he be called Zhou Liang?"
Cheng Yunqing:?
"Lu Xun's last name wasn't Lu, but Zhou. Zhuge Liang's last name wasn't Zhuge, so he should have had the last name Zhou, right?" Liu Jingheng counted on her fingers, looking down. "Compendium of Materia Medica was also written by Jay Chou. Anyone with the last name Zhou is a master."
Cheng Yunqing looked at him quietly, and his breathing stopped for a moment.
Finally, he couldn't help laughing.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Liu Jingheng's hair, his voice as gentle as coaxing a baby:
"Liu Jingheng is really smart, you are absolutely right."
Liu Jingheng: Hey.
Cheng Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief. The anger that had been pent up in his throat disappeared completely with Liu Jingheng's bold words.
When he accidentally learned that Liu Jingheng had lied to him, a nameless evil fire suddenly surged in his heart. He checked his ticket purchase information based on Liu Jingheng's ID card and found that he had gone to the nearby city and bought tickets for a game competition. The nameless evil fire in his heart rushed to his forehead.
Since you were going to watch the game, why couldn't you just tell me directly? Did you make an appointment with someone he couldn't know about?
Perhaps in his mind, from the moment Liu Jingheng first said the word "bad" to him in a coquettish way, she had quietly become his property.
As soon as he got home, Cheng Yunqing didn't even have the most basic courtesy to ask. He directly took Liu Jingheng's backpack and emptied it out. He rummaged through the pile of snacks and found his heart medicine and vitamins. After counting them, his face turned cold again.
"Didn't I tell you to take your medicine on time? You never took it once."
Liu Jingheng said bluntly: "I forgot."
Cheng Yunqing pursed his lips tightly, a furrow forming between his brows.
He wanted to get angry with Liu Jingheng, but he couldn't bear to.
In the end, he had to swallow his anger himself, and did not forget to supervise Liu Jingheng to finish taking the medicine.
late at night.
Cheng Yunqing was busy with his graduation thesis downstairs. He was selected to be in the blind review, and all the papers were submitted to the city for plagiarism checking, which had stricter requirements.
Liu Jingheng also had to work on his thesis, but he didn't know how to use a computer. He had never even used a computer before. He could only rely on his right hand to write it out stroke by stroke, and then scan and print it.
His thesis advisor formulated the thesis content direction for him, which roughly started from the historical origins of butlers, service content, and then to transformation and development.
Liu Jingheng stared blankly at the blank paper.
Penny squatted at the door for a few days, but found it useless, so she became obedient. She lay on Liu Jingheng's slippers and waited patiently for her owner to finish work so that she could play with the ball with him.
Liu Jingheng held it in for four hours, only managing to utter a few words:
【Historical Origins of Butler】
He sighed, stood up and walked to the window to rest his brain, which had rarely been used.
If only the cannon fodder plan had been completed earlier and he had returned to the original world, the original owner could have borne the consequences himself.
His sight turned and fell on the downstairs.
Under the dim street lights, the shadow of the huge black monster was stretched diagonally.
Liu Jingheng put her face against the window and observed carefully.
It was obviously a very common car, but for some reason it made him very concerned.
In the car, a man in a suit and tie held the steering wheel lightly with one hand, his eyes passing through the car window to the small lit window upstairs.
A dark figure was reflected on the window, thin and distinct, as if always tired, almost lying on the windowsill.
Qin Du chuckled, resting his elbow on the car window, his fingers inconspicuously hiding the smile at the corner of his lips.
After a long time, he stopped smiling and became serious again.
After looking around, he realized that he had unknowingly driven the car to the downstairs of Cheng Yunqing's house.
Qin Du had a tight schedule. Fresh from the finals, he immediately showered, changed clothes, and went to meet with his partners. After dinner, he had planned to ask the driver to take him home to rest, but for some reason, he dismissed the driver and drove alone along the cross-sea bridge. When he regained consciousness, he found himself at Cheng Yunqing's house.
Qin Du looked up again and saw that the figure on the window had changed shape. There was a furry black shadow beside him, wiping the glass up and down.
Qin Du said softly:
"Four million, long time no see."
Although there were thousands of miles between them, Penny seemed to have heard his greeting, and the whole dog was so anxious that it was running around and howling.
Qin Du couldn't hear it either, but he knew that the puppy was calling him.
He turned on the high and low beams, and the lights flashed alternately, briefly lighting up in the darkness, and then became as dark as ink again.
Liu Jingheng was stunned. His intuition kept telling him that he might know the person in the car.
But first rule out Qin Du, then Qin Chuyao.
The taillights lit up in two vertical rows, finally blending into the endless darkness.
Qin Du started the car, slowly turned the car around and drove away.
On the way home, there were red lights all the way, lasting for seventy or eighty seconds, as if the whole world was stopping him from leaving.
While waiting for the red light, he took out his phone and turned it on. After hesitating for a while, he clicked on Liu Jingheng's WeChat avatar.
What are you busy with?
When Liu Jingheng received the message from the boss, she was suddenly overjoyed. Unlike her usual slowness, she pointed at him like a gust of wind:
I'm writing a paper. [Cute]
Qin Du: [How is it written?]
Liu Jingheng: [It's almost there, only about 8,000 to 10,000 words left.]
Qin Du smiled softly, and his fingers tapped the keys slowly and gently:
So powerful?
Liu Jingheng: [Yes, it’s just that I can’t write, otherwise it would be even more amazing.]
Qin Du: [Write well, waiting for your good news.]
*
Liu Jingheng held it in for the entire night, then left a few blank pages of paper and added two lines of signature:
International Tourism Management School
Liu Jingheng
I tried my best.
He went to school with Cheng Yunqing in the morning and attended a college internship exchange meeting that he couldn't understand. He lost a lot of weight after coming out.
Cheng Yunqing sent him messages several times to remind him that it would take a while for him to finish and asked Liu Jingheng to wait for him at the back door of the school and go home together.
Liu Jingheng sat in the hot sun holding her schoolbag, a thin layer of sweat oozing from the tip of her nose.
The cell phone rang suddenly. It rang several times before he realized it and his body trembled.
The screen showed that it was an unfamiliar number from this city.
He remembered the short video he had seen before, which showed how to deal with harassing phone calls. In one sentence:
Every sentence has a response, but nothing is implemented.
Liu Jingheng picked up the call and said,
"I want to borrow a few trillion yuan to buy a house in Beijing's second ring road."
There was silence for a moment, and then a cold voice came:
"Tiananmen, huh?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
"According to you, we should apply for a national flag cover for you after you die?"
"right."
There was a sneer from the other end of the phone:
"Liu Jingheng, I don't have time to joke with you. Your art teacher called me and asked why you didn't take a day off or attend classes these past few days."
Liu Jingheng's old CPU ran for a long time before he tentatively asked:
"Are you...Uncle Li?"
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.
"Hang up." The man on the other side threw down a word and hung up the phone.
Liu Jingheng:?
Uncle Li is so cold. He used to love to cling to people, but it turns out that people don’t care about him anymore.
Not long after, Liu Jingheng received another message from "Uncle Li":
[Teacher Xiaolu solemnly informs you that if you do not attend class, you will automatically withdraw from the course and the fee will not be refunded.]
Liu Jingheng blinked. Threatening him like this? I love it~
Liu Jingheng picked up his schoolbag and left. He had been waiting at the door at two o'clock for the art class at four o'clock.
Cheng Yunqing sent more than 20 messages and made more than a dozen phone calls like a madman. Only then did Liu Jingheng slowly remember that she had been waiting for him to finish class and go home together as agreed.
Forget it, I’m here anyway.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Uncle Li received a notification in the parent group. The academic affairs teacher reminded parents that the get out of class would end in fifteen minutes and they could pick up their children now. The teacher also printed out a detailed list of students attending the class.
Uncle Li's expression changed from confusion to disbelief, and finally to earth-shattering shock.
"Master!!! I'm going to pick up Jingjing from get out of class now!!!" The sixty-year-old man was as happy as a grandson.
Uncle Li whistled as he changed his clothes, picked up his car keys and hurried downstairs.
Just arrived at the door——
"Where are you going?" Qin Du, who was reading a magazine on the sofa, called him.
"Go pick up Jingjing after class~" This tone of voice is appropriate if the context is changed to picking up the bride.
Qin Du flipped through the magazine and said in a light tone:
"I remember that as a housekeeper, you are always on call, so you should be very busy."
"No hurry, no hurry. I've already said hello to the master." Uncle Li said happily.
Qin Du picked up the exquisite porcelain cup, blew away the hot steam of the black tea, and took a sip:
"Really not busy?"
Uncle Li choked.
Uncle Li burst into tears.
Uncle Li lowered his arrogant head:
"Busy...very busy...mmmm!"
Qin Du closed the magazine and stood up:
"Next time I'll manage my time better. I don't want the teacher to call me again because no one is picking up the child."
Uncle Li: "Sorry Mr. Qin... wuwu!"
In his next life, he must be the fastest runner, seize the initiative, and be reborn into a wealthy family.
*
Liu Jingheng sat in the waiting room, holding his abstract masterpiece in his hands.
The academic affairs officer poked his head over and called Liu Jingheng, saying that the parents had come to pick up the child.
The frivolous face of Uncle Li in my memory was replaced by a handsome face that was nourished by fine clothes and delicious food.
Liu Jingheng hugged Dazu tightly, and after a long while, she took a step back in fear.
After not seeing him for many days, this face looks even more terrifying.
Qin Du saw him take a step back.
It is not difficult to guess that Liu Jingheng has been in the Qin family for so long that she must have heard some rumors.
But he didn't want to explain, so he turned around:
"Get in the car."
Liu Jingheng did not sit in the passenger seat this time. She seized the opportunity and got into the boss's seat.
Qin Du glanced at him from the rearview mirror: "You are quite self-aware."
Liu Jingheng curled up into a ball, becoming even more frightened.
Why did Qin Du come to pick him up? This guy never comes to visit someone without a reason. Could it be that... he found out that the boss stole his shirt?
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and he should go find the boss to settle the score.
"Send a message to your Young Master Cheng to inform him that you will not be going back tonight." Qin Du suddenly said.
Liu Jingheng: "Then where should I go...?"
Cement barrels? In the sea? Or on the top of the mountains.
Qin Du didn't want to take up his words and said:
"Although I won't restrict your personal freedom, you promised before you left that if the Qin family needs your help during your internship extension, you'll be on standby at any time."
Liu Jingheng tried to recall Green Tea's quotes and find a way to meet the villain's request.
When faced with the male protagonist's request, the original owner's mind was quick and she said:
"What do I think? Next time, you don't have to ask. I want to... take the initiative to get into your heart and know all your thoughts in advance."
Having said that, she had to bite her lower lip with her pearly teeth, with a shy expression as if her little trick had been discovered.
Liu Jingheng couldn't remember long lines, so she tried to extract keywords:
"Shut up, how could I not know what you are thinking?"
The car body tilted suddenly and straightened in time.
Qin Du's voice became increasingly cold:
“How come such a great man didn’t become the richest man in the world?”
He knew? What did he know?
Qin Du glanced at him through the rearview mirror and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him frowning and looking thoughtful.
This person always replies randomly after reading a post. If you try to guess what he is thinking, you will be doomed soon.
Liu Jingheng sent a message to Cheng Yunqing, who called her directly and started with:
"What did he ask you to do? Please explain this clearly first."
Liu Jingheng thought for a long time, but didn't know the answer. She looked up at Qin Du for help.
Qin Du gripped the steering wheel tightly:
"Ask Uncle Li."
Liu Jingheng nodded and responded to Cheng Yunqing:
"Uncle Li said you'll know once you get there."
"Let Uncle Li call me." Cheng Yunqing insisted.
The car happened to stop at a red light. Qin Du listened to Cheng Yunqing's tone on the phone, as if he was accusing someone of adultery. He turned around, snatched the phone from Liu Jingheng, turned it off, and threw it aside.
Then he calmly asked him:
"What's the reason for reporting everything to such an insignificant person?"
Liu Jingheng lowered his head, lost in thought. He didn't know.
Not knowing how to respond, applying Green Tea quotes is the best solution.
So I opened my phone and searched quietly, without having time to look carefully, I just picked a sentence at random and said:
"Brother is so fierce, I'm so scared~ Will you be so fierce to our children in the future?"
Qin Du gripped the steering wheel tightly and suddenly said coldly:
"Our child? Isn't the one in your belly Qin Chuyao's?"
Liu Jingheng was stunned. Wasn't this matter temporarily over? Why was it brought up again?
Qin Du said again:
"It just so happens that your beloved brother Chu Yao couldn't make it in the dormitory anymore and moved back here. You can have a good talk with him today."
Liu Jingheng: ...
"Okay...okay..." This time the application of the formula was less decisive than usual.
As soon as they arrived at the Qin family, it was just as Qin Du said. Qin Chuyao couldn't stand the hardship of living in the dormitory and moved back in shame.
Qin Du handed the car keys to Uncle Li and said:
"Didn't you say you had something to discuss with Liu Jingheng? Go ahead."
Uncle Li was certainly happy to see Liu Jingheng, but:
"Something...? What is it?"
When he raised his eyes and met Qin Du's scrutinizing gaze, his tone changed:
"Yes... yes! Something is wrong! A big thing!"
Qin Du loosened his tie and strode upstairs:
"Don't talk too late. Liu Jingheng is still pregnant with the Qin family's child and needs to rest well."
As he said this, he glanced at Qin Chuyao meaningfully.
Qin Chuyao: Damn it, I shouldn’t have come back!
Uncle Li walked around Liu Jingheng, commenting that the child looked thinner after leaving the Qin family, and asked if Cheng Yunqing didn't treat him well.
Fortunately, Boss Qin brought the person back.
After thinking about it, Uncle Li probably understood what Qin Du meant.
Today, Qin Chuyao complained about the difficulty of writing the paper as soon as he got home. Uncle Li was still wondering how Liu Jingheng's paper was going, but looking at his dull look, he knew that it was still a long way to go before it was completed.
Uncle Li proudly held his chest high. He is good at writing papers!
Don't be fooled by his appearance. In fact, he worked as a housekeeping tutor in a key provincial university for a period of time. He also guided students to write papers. Later, he loved the Qin family so much that he reluctantly resigned from this iron rice bowl and returned to the Qin family.
Liu Jingheng followed Uncle Li upstairs with a meaningful smile on his face.
Eleven o'clock at night.
Uncle Li spoke eloquently and incessantly, trying to start from the origin of the universe.
Liu Jingheng was able to take notes seriously at the beginning, but later his hand speed obviously could not keep up with Uncle Li's mouth, so he entered standby mode.
Uncle Li felt sleepy as he was talking. He yawned, held his cheek with his hand, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
In the end, the two of them, one on the bed and the other on the sofa, just dozed off.
Qin Du next door took off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows, and his eyes were red.
Recently he has been preparing for the International Electronics Exchange Conference. He is busy from the moment he opens his eyes until the lights go out. Today he woke up before dawn and did not eat lunch or dinner. Even a body of steel could not bear it.
He turned off the computer, took his bathrobe and prepared to take a shower and go to bed.
When I reached the bathroom, I suddenly stopped.
Qin Du glanced at the bathrobe in his hand, casually put it on the chair, and left the room.
Arriving at the room where Liu Jingheng used to live, he glanced inside casually as if passing by, only to find that the two of them were sleeping in a slumped position.
Qin Du thought for a moment, walked into the room lightly, looked at Liu Jingheng's sleeping face, and casually took the blanket to cover him.
He turned around to look at Uncle Li again, opened his mouth wide, and drooled like a tsunami.
He turned around and picked up the paper next to Liu Jingheng.
It filled three pages, and every word was neat and elegant.
Qin Du took Liu Jingheng's paper back to the study, turned on the computer again, scanned the text into the computer, put on his glasses, and read it word by word. From time to time, he helped him revise the word order and logical errors, re-formatted it, and added and subtracted words to make the wording more serious.
But he didn't change a single word of the content.
After reading the last word, the hour hand pointed to "two".
Qin Du's eyes were bloodshot.
After taking a shower despite feeling sleepy, he gently placed the revised printout next to Liu Jingheng's pillow.
*
The next morning, Liu Jingheng held the neatly printed manuscript in her hands, stunned—
He found Uncle Li and asked, "Uncle, did you help me edit this?"
Uncle Li knew it at a glance and smiled frivolously:
"What are you talking about! Uncle went to bed earlier than you. I mean, who cares about us Jingjing so much that he stayed up late at night to read every word~"
He raised his voice very high, fearing that Qin Du, who was enjoying breakfast over there, couldn't hear him.
Qin Du remained unmoved and continued cutting the sausage gracefully.
Liu Jingheng pondered for a while, then slowly looked at Mr. Qin who was eating breakfast.
It can't be Qin Du.
After all, in Qin Du's eyes, he is a very powerful person, and he doesn't need others to interfere in his work.
Seeing no one responding, Uncle Li stepped closer, almost touching Qin Du, and raised his voice even higher:
"Master always goes to bed early. Young Master Chu Yao hasn't even finished his thesis yet. Tell me, who is so kind as to help Jingjing revise each word?"
Qin Du glanced at Uncle Li. He realized it was him.
He put down his knife and fork, took out his napkin and slowly wiped the corner of his lips, then said:
"It's Qin Chuyao, right? After all, this girl is still pregnant with his child, so as a man, he must take responsibility."
After saying that, he got up and left.
Uncle Li: Okay, Qin Du, you can do it.
Liu Jingheng on the side also fell into deep thought.
After Uncle Li's reminder, he also recalled the plot about the graduation thesis in the original text.
At that time, Qin Chuyao and Cheng Yunqing had just expressed their feelings to each other, but it seemed that neither of them took the next step forward. Whenever Cheng Yunqing's classmates wanted to introduce him to a good schoolmate, he would just say, "Study is important, I don't have any other ideas for the time being."
The original owner really couldn't stand his pretentious look. Study is important, right? Qingfeng Mingyue has no desires or demands, right?
He copied a love letter of nearly 10,000 words overnight, and colluded with the squad leader who was also jealous of Cheng Yunqing to replace the paper he submitted for blind review. When the city leaders saw the love letter, they were furious!
Not only did the product not match the description, but the duplication rate was also 99%. The school leaders were immediately summoned for a meeting and told that the student must be dealt with seriously.
As a result, Cheng Yunqing was once at risk of delayed graduation.
In the end, it was Qin Chuyao who stepped in and used his financial resources and connections to hack into the squad leader's computer, finding the chat history between him and the original owner, and clearing Cheng Yunqing of the charges, thus slapping the cannon fodder in the face.
The original owner and the class monitor were the last to have their graduation delayed. City leaders and school leaders also lined up to apologize to Cheng Yunqing.
The question is, who is Cheng Yunqing’s squad leader?
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