108 The jealousy jar is overturned
◎The soundproofing is so bad that I dare not even shout (more)◎
"nothing."
Song Shixi coughed guiltily. She didn't have the nerve to say she was seduced by male beauty. She rolled her eyes, placed her hands on Qin Yue's back, and pushed him towards her office chair. "Time is money, hurry up!"
Qin Yue's eyes curved slightly, and he followed her force without saying anything, even as he continued to move forward. He didn't forget to say, "You can call the Shenzhen Stock Exchange and ask. Assistant Zhao said he'll give you an answer today."
Hearing this, Song Shixi's eyes flashed with joy and nervousness, "Okay."
After saying that, he placed all the relevant information in front of Qin Yue. Not wanting to disturb him, he even ran to the conference room to make a phone call.
After the call was connected, Song Shixi didn't waste any time. After greeting each other, she got straight to the point and talked about business. Zhao Hecai was also straightforward and said that she was willing to come to Beijing to work with her. She wanted to get out of Shenzhen and see the scenery outside, and try her luck in the capital while she was still young.
After receiving a positive answer, Song Shixi breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that she would probably have to go back to Shenzhen to cooperate with Hualan in a few days, she told her not to rush over and that she could just go back to Beijing with her after the filming was finished.
After this matter was resolved, the people who came to install the office desks and chairs also arrived. Song Shixi felt a pain in his waist, so he moved a chair and sat not far away to supervise the work.
For several days, with Qin Yue helping her take care of things at Hualan Culture, Song Shixi devoted all her energy to interviewing talents. Finally, she recruited enough suitable candidates before the effect of "free labor" disappeared.
The studio was on the right track, and the cooperation with Qin and Hualan Culture had been finalized. The busy days were finally over, and Song Shixi prepared to go to Shenzhen to sign a contract with Hualan Culture and enter the shooting stage.
Before leaving, I took some time to go back to Qingyun Street with Qin Yue.
It was dinner time, and the alleys were filled with the aroma of various dishes. The two had just finished eating hot pot and came here. They were not hungry, but they smelled a little strong. Not only did Qin Yue dislike it, but Song Shixi also wrinkled her nose, "I need to change clothes later."
"What about me?" Qin Yue glanced at her dimly.
"I don't have any clothes of yours here, so just wear them and change them in the evening." Song Shixi smiled a little guiltily. After all, she was the one who chose to eat hot pot in the hot summer, and she was also the one who accidentally spilled the soup on the two of them.
Qin Yue raised his eyebrows, and when he saw her entering the yard, he reached out to hug her. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a noise not far away. The two looked in the direction of the sound and met a pair of slightly shocked eyes.
"Ayue?"
Zeng Jingxu, dressed in indigo casual clothes, pushed open the door and walked out of the house, holding a kettle in his hand. It seemed that he was going to water the flowers and plants in the yard.
Qin Yue's eyes swept past Zeng Jingxu's back inconspicuously. The fan inside the door was blowing, and there were some fruits on the table. The previous dusty look was gone, and it was obvious that they had moved in for some time.
The veins on his forehead throbbed, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. The hand that he had wanted to withdraw was placed back on her shoulder, and he even used force with his knuckles to pull her into his arms.
Song Shixi was wearing high heels and stumbled, almost losing her balance. Her heart skipped a beat. When she turned her head, she saw Qin Yue's lips slowly straightening, and she couldn't help but close her eyes in annoyance.
She had been too busy recently, and he always led her astray when they were chatting, so she even forgot to mention Zeng Jingxu to Qin Yue.
I didn't expect to run into it like this now.
Before she could figure out how to appease this man who was clearly about to burst with jealousy, she caught a glimpse of Zeng Jingxu's increasingly shocked expression. She immediately thought to herself, "Oh no!" and subconsciously pushed Qin Yue's arm, giving a dry laugh. "Brother, I'm already standing firm. Please let me go."
Although this excuse is lame, it is also a reasonable excuse for the two people's current intimate behavior.
Fortunately, Qin Yue was willing to cooperate. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, he withdrew his hand and said in a serious tone, "Be careful when you walk next time."
Facing his obscure gaze, Song Shixi felt a slight chill on her back. The only words left in her mind were "It's over". She couldn't help swallowing.
"I was wondering why you weren't at home these days. It turns out that Ayue is back." Zeng Jingxu looked at the two of them, temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and curled his lips slightly.
After hearing him find an excuse for her, Song Shixi breathed a sigh of relief. She was sure Zeng Jingxu wouldn't go to the Qin family to ask about this matter, so she didn't give a direct answer. She smiled as if to acquiesce, then changed the subject and asked, "You got off work so early today?"
"Well, it's rare that I don't have to work overtime, so I came back to read a book."
After Zeng Jingxu finished speaking, he thought of something and put the kettle in his hand on the windowsill. He thought of something and asked Song Shixi to wait a moment, and then he went back to the house and brought out a bag of peaches.
"Comrade Wu gave me half a watermelon yesterday, and it was quite delicious. I passed by that fruit stand today and bought some peaches. I know you find it troublesome, so I've already washed the hairs off them. You can take them and eat them with Comrade Wu. I've tried them, and they're very crisp and sweet."
He returned the gift in Wu Qiuhong's name, so Song Shixi couldn't refuse. Plus, she didn't want to stay here any longer, so she took it and said, "Thank you."
"Don't be so polite with me. It's a bit heavy. Please hold it carefully." Zeng Jingxu carefully supported the bottom of the bag and let go only when he saw that she held it firmly. In the process, the two of them inevitably touched each other's hands. Not long after, the tip of his ear was stained with a hint of red.
Afraid of being noticed, Zeng Jingxu coughed lightly and looked at Qin Yue again, "Ah Yue, do you want to eat one too?"
As soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of deep and dull eyes. Qin Yue stared at him expressionlessly and suddenly said, "I heard that your family has arranged a marriage for you?"
Hearing this, Zeng Jingxu's face froze. He unconsciously glanced at Song Shixi beside him and shook his head in denial: "It's just a joke between elders. Don't take it seriously."
"Oh, really?"
Qin Yue raised one corner of his lips with a half-smile, then stepped closer to Song Shixi, reaching out his hand to pick peaches from the bag she was holding. While doing so, he intentionally or unintentionally used his body to cover the back of her hand and rubbed it with his fingertips. The force was quite strong, leaving a thin layer of powder on that area. It didn't seem like he was picking up something, but rather like he was washing her hands.
Song Shixi naturally knew what this petty man was doing. He couldn't help but glared at him, then immediately opened the bag and took one out at random, "This one is red, brother, you eat this."
"I suddenly don't want to eat it." Qin Yue took the peach from her hand, then put it back and took the whole bag. "I'll help you carry it up."
She was in the wrong first, so what else could she say? Of course she could only agree.
Song Shixi sighed helplessly, "Thank you, brother."
Zeng Jingxu didn't notice Qin Yue's obviously inappropriate movements in the bag, but he was sharp-minded and still noticed the unusual intimacy between the two.
Is Qin Yue the type of person who would quickly get close to someone, especially someone of the opposite sex?
Although she was half a sister, based on his understanding of him, the answer was obviously no.
Thinking of the scene of the two of them half hugging each other just now, a possibility was about to emerge in his mind. He calmly clenched the hands hanging by his legs, tried his best to ignore the erratic rhythm of his heartbeat, and pretended to be calm and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time, "Did you go to eat hot pot together?"
Before Song Shixi could open her mouth, she heard Qin Yue's affirmative answer: "Yes."
"Didn't you always dislike the smell before?"
"The past was the past, and the present is the present."
The two men's eyes met in mid-air, revealing a sense of obvious understanding, but neither of them gave in, and they just stood there confronting each other.
Qin Yue stood there tall and handsome, with an imposing aura. His obsidian-black pupils held a dangerous aura, as cold as a knife. It was not until a pair of hands took his arm that he gradually softened.
"Don't you have something to do later?"
"Brother Jingxu, we'll leave first. Thank you for the peaches."
Zeng Jingxu stood there, wanting to say something in response, but couldn't open his mouth for a long time. She didn't intend to wait for him to speak, and simply pulled Qin Yue and walked quickly upstairs.
The two people's arms did not loosen, but were forcibly interlocked.
Seeing this, although he had guessed the answer long ago, at this moment, his face still turned pale inch by inch.
At the same time, upstairs, the door that had just been opened was slammed shut, peaches scattered all over the floor with a dull thud. As soon as Song Shixi entered the room, she was lifted up by someone. Her feet were off the ground, and she subconsciously clung to the shoulders of the person below her. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she cursed in a low voice, "Are you crazy?"
Qin Yue said nothing and went to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully.
The gurgling sound of running water was particularly noticeable and harsh in the bathroom. Song Shixi vaguely understood something and her breathing became a little faster. Seeing that she couldn't struggle free, and feeling guilty, she quickly changed her plan and began to "explain" in a coquettish voice.
He first explained the whole process clearly, and then explained why he had forgotten about it. "You know, I almost slept in the office recently, so how could I have the time to pay attention to these things?"
"Ayue, I really didn't mean to hide this from you, seriously, I swear!"
"Are you talking?"
"Put me down first. I can't breathe."
As soon as the words fell, he changed his posture and picked him up horizontally. She immediately reached out her hand to touch his chest, which was heaving violently with anger, and said with a wry smile: "I..."
Just as she opened her mouth, she was carried quickly into the bedroom next door and thrown onto the soft bed. His tall body leaned over her and without saying a word, he simply pressed her wrist to the top of her head and kissed her fiercely.
Qin Yue seemed to want to rub her into his body, his sweet saliva caressing and entwining between his lips and teeth, from deep to deeper. Soon, the quiet space was filled with the ambiguous sound of kissing.
At the same time, his other hand was not idle either. He reached in along the corner of her clothes and rubbed her with unprecedented force.
Not long after, she went there once, but this place was not as soundproof as his apartment, so she didn't dare to shout. She could only hold it in, kicking her feet and kicking the quilt under the bed, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
Qin Yue pulled his hand back and wiped all the water on her light-colored bra. His eyes were heavy, like surging waves, and his voice was cold and hard.
"Have you been living upstairs and downstairs with him these past few days? Do you still say hello when you run into each other in the morning and evening? How much of each other's things have you taken? Zeng Jingxu is practically staring at you!"
Song Shixi knew that he would come to hold him accountable, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon, and he guessed almost everything. For a moment, his heart was beating like a drum.
【Author’s words】
Xibao: Why wash your hands?
Mr. Qin: You (sneer version)
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