73 Ancient Temple
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The day Liang Youwei engaged in "superstition" was a sunny day with a boundless blue sky.
"But Weiwei, why do you want me to wear a mask?"
In front of the ancient temple, Shao Yue, dressed in casual clothes, touched the pure black mask on the lower half of his face and spoke in a muffled voice.
Liang Youwei was full of righteousness, but after listening carefully, she also had a hint of dissatisfaction and resentment: "Isn't it because you are too famous? There are so many gossips in the past. Who doesn't know you if they love gossip?"
Shao Yue was stunned, and the smile on his lips stiffened a little, but because of the mask, he didn't notice anything unusual.
"Youwei, when will my third sister and the others arrive?"
Zhao Lingyu felt uncomfortable when she saw Shao Yue. She remained calm, took two steps closer to the person next to her, and gently took her arm.
It was originally agreed that today was a solo trip for the two of them, but who knew that Liang Jingyi would show up unexpectedly, and Shao Yue would also come along, saying that "I have to have dinner with my family tonight, so I might as well accompany Weiwei during the day."
The ghost of a dead man.
Liang Youwei noticed Zhao Lingyu's movements and thought nothing of it. She quickly held her arm tightly and replied, "I'll call and ask."
"No need to fight."
A calm female voice grew closer, accompanied by the crisp thud of high heels hitting the ground. It was hoarse and inexplicably beautiful. A woman wearing oversized sunglasses approached slowly, "We're here."
Liang Youwei turned her head away blankly, and immediately, her soul flew away.
Wow, four people?!
Liang Jingyi and Qin Zhen were dressed in black, while Liang Zhihui and Liang Tingan were dressed in gray and brown, wearing trench coats and leather shoes. They looked more like they were walking on a catwalk than worshipping Buddha. Liang Jingyi, in particular, was wearing sunglasses.
Everything was fine, why are you pretending again, Jingyi?
"Don't you ever read guides? How can you come to worship Buddha dressed like that?" Liang Youwei's heart beat fast as she stared at the slender waist tightly outlined by the windbreaker belt. She muttered softly, making a nonchalant accusation.
Liang Jingyi smiled, took off his sunglasses, and revealed a face that was extremely plain: "Don't worry, in order to make the goddess Guanyin have a better impression of you, I fasted and bathed for three days in advance. Today I am wearing nothing, not even makeup."
As she spoke, she raised her fair wrist and shook it expressionlessly, leaning her upper body toward her: "You don't even have a watch or diamonds on, is that pious enough?"
“…Pious.” Seeing the undisguised mischief and teasing in her eyes, Liang Youwei’s long dark blue eyelashes trembled a few times and she swallowed.
His eyes swept across the slender neck, Liang Jingyi smiled and stood up straight.
Liang Youwei wasn't surprised to see her two siblings, but when she spotted Qin Zhen, her throat was burning. She forced her attention away from her third sister, pursed her lips, and swung her sleeves: "Why did you bring Qin Zhen here too?"
Aren't you afraid that he and the eldest brother will quarrel? Both of them think they are the biological father of the child.
"It's all thanks to the stupid executives at Yixing." The person in question walked over slowly and said casually, "Third sister wants to engage in marketing and hype. As her brother-in-law, I naturally have to obey her."
Liang Jingyi curled his lips and said, "Be more obedient? I am really afraid to ask you, the marketing pioneer, to listen to me."
Qin Zhen has a rather unpleasant yet amusing nickname in the business world: the "Young Killer." The reason is simple: in his early years, he specialized in online games, spanning mobile and PC, MOBAs, MSCs, FPSs, and LVGs. From twenty-somethings to ignorant children of seven or eight, men and women alike were smitten.
At present, among the most popular B-games in China, "The World with You" takes the lead, and it was led by Qin Zhen himself.
He is a great marketer. First, he posted a blurry high school graduation photo of himself online, hyping up his image as the "standard face of a president in novels"; then he vaguely revealed his complicated family situation, reinforcing the atmosphere of "beautiful, strong and tragic"; finally, he took advantage of several commercial activities, using specially taken pictures and short videos to label himself as a "daughter-loving" person, and he also promoted the fact that the production team of "The World With You" was all female.
After several operations, he successfully won the favor of female players. In addition, Qin Zhen interacted with players from all over the world every month and showed up to perform from time to time, so the number of people joining the game increased day by day.
Of course, if Qin Zhen had only focused on women, his reputation wouldn't be so bad. He was greedy for money and power, wanting to make money from women and men, and he was good at making money from both ends.
If someone wants attitude, he gives it; if someone wants feelings, he pretends to have them.
Qin Zhen does things like organizing friendly tournaments and personally playing games with employees; he also goes deep into the grassroots to understand the gaming audience; whenever there is a natural disaster, Qin Zhen will be the first to donate money and materials on behalf of all the games under Hengqin; when encountering issues of stance, Qin Zhen will also issue a statement in a timely manner. If the workers are slow to react in the middle of the night, he will get up from the bed and write a handwritten letter to fight for every inch of the game's reputation.
These basic exercises are nothing. What’s even more humorous is that Qin Zhen loves “linkage” very much.
The various games under his brand are basically all unrelated, but he arranges them by the year of release. The ones for females are "sisters" and the ones for males are "brothers". From time to time, he puts Easter eggs of game B in game A, and when they are discovered by "multi-players", he says that "sisters are born to be protected by brothers" and "it's normal for brothers to get some leftovers from their sisters."
Once emotions are aroused, feelings are connected, which directly expands the group of real multi-pit players.
Strictly speaking, Qin Zhen did not do anything wrong in game management, but because everyone was too "correct" as a whole, many competitors disliked him.
But Qin Zhen can, knows how to, and dares to pretend. He is good at self-deprecation and uses everything he can to win the favor of players. He has successfully coaxed most of the active players into becoming "official protectors."
Whenever someone says that Hengqin is not good at a certain game, other players will casually say, "There must be a misunderstanding," "Xiao Qin will not allow this to happen," or "Dear Qin, we've been set up again."
Thinking of Qin Zhen’s various business operations in previous years, Liang Jingyi rolled his eyes.
"Have you been feeling unwell recently?"
The most sinister person seemed the most sincere. He ignored Liang Jingyi's ridicule, walked up to Liang Youwei and asked gently.
Liang Youwei shook her head and thought for a moment: "Not really. It's just that my appetite has been too good recently. I'm always hungry and eat a lot... Qin Zhen, do you think I've gained weight?"
Qin Zhen lied with his eyes open: "No, it's exactly the same as the last time we met."
"He's coaxing you." Liang Jingyi couldn't help but said, "Obviously, your collarbone isn't that noticeable anymore."
Qin Zhen felt that this girl was capable of doing things. He was puzzled: "Did I ask you, Liang Jingyi? If you can't speak, you don't have to say anything."
What did Liang Youwei like about her? That devilishly beautiful face? But with that snarky mouth, how could she possibly like her?
Qin Zhen absolutely didn't think Liang Youwei was a pica eater. Because she loved him, she actually had a good sense of taste.
"People open their mouths to speak, why bother with so much?"
"Stop arguing, stop arguing..." The person in the middle was extremely worried. He quickly let go of Zhao Lingyu and instead pulled one of them with each hand, saying helplessly, "You two, stop arguing. What's there to argue about? Can't you just get along well? We are obviously family."
The question "Who is his family?" was stuck in his throat. Thinking of future cooperation, Liang Jingyi closed his eyes and endured.
Qin Zhen looked at Liang Jingyi coldly and sneered silently.
Liang Youwei's thoughts came one after another. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She let go of them both and clapped her hands. "How about this? We're all here today, so let's create a group chat so we can stay in touch. Do you guys use WeChat or QQ more often?"
Zhao Lingyu was puzzled and turned to look at her.
How could you suddenly jump into this topic?
Liang Zhihui, who had been silent the entire time, spoke, slowly muttering four words: "Keep in touch?"
But what kind of "relationship" is there between the six of them that is worth maintaining?
Liang Youwei couldn't figure out her second sister's thoughts, but she was very good at playing dumb, so she nodded very seriously and blinked: "Yeah, to keep in touch."
Liang Zhihui didn't say anything.
She was very quiet, looking at her sister's eyes that pretended to be innocent, with some indescribable waves hidden in her dark pupils.
When Liang Youwei began to avoid his gaze, Liang Zhihui nodded gently: "Okay."
There was no obvious emotion on her face. She was very calm. She took out her phone from the pocket of her dark brown windbreaker and said in a businesslike manner, "Let's set up a group face to face."
…
"Mr. Shao is really independent and detached. Even Liang Ting'an has burned incense, but you just stand here motionless." After walking out of the main hall, Qin Zhen casually crushed the ashes left by the burning incense with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and put his hands back into his pockets.
Shao Yuexu leaned against a pillar and said calmly, "My mother doesn't like to pray to the gods, so I can't go against her will. I guess Mr. Qin is a filial son, otherwise how could he be so skilled in his movements? He has truly inherited Uncle Qin's legacy perfectly."
Qin Zhen didn't follow this rhythm and looked into his eyes steadily: "For no reason, you enjoy a life that ordinary people can't reach. If you don't pray to Buddha, Shao Yue, don't you feel guilty?"
"Enjoy it?" Shao Yue felt it was ridiculous, as if he had just heard a huge joke. However, he just smiled with his head down, not letting the sarcasm in his eyes show. "If ordinary people say I enjoy it, I have nothing to say, because it is true. But Qin Zhen, as free as you are, do you also think that I enjoy my life?"
Qin Zhen was stunned for a moment, then sneered disdainfully: "As free as me? If I were truly free, you wouldn't be the one marrying Liang Youwei. Shao Yue, you have a mother who is so stubborn and spoils you like crazy. Isn't your life good enough?"
The man opposite fell silent.
Is his life good?
He doesn't know either.
"What are you talking about?"
After making her wish, Liang Youwei held it in for a long time and only dared to speak after leaving the main hall. The coming and going of people around her blurred her voice, and only the edge of her beige ruffled skirt was particularly clear.
Shao Yue restrained his temperament, stood up straight, and took her hand with a smile: "Let's talk about company matters, nothing more. Watch where you walk, don't just jump over here, be careful not to fall."
"I know. I saw some reviews online, and they all say the vegetarian noodles here are delicious too. Should we have lunch here? Also, I checked the map, and there's a really big bodhi tree near the cafeteria where you can hang a wishing note. Should we go check it out?"
She held Shao Yue in her hand, but blinked at Qin Zhen with her lively eyes.
Qin Zhen subconsciously wanted to hold her other hand, but the arrangements made the day before flashed through his mind, and he finally restrained himself and simply nodded: "Okay."
Shao Yue couldn't help but purse his lips as he watched their familiar interaction. Then, almost uncontrollably, he raised his large hand to cover most of the person's face.
The warm, dry touch touched her eyelids, and Liang Youwei's heartbeat stopped. The sound of people walking around her disappeared. Her shoulders hunched in response, her eyelashes trembled, and she held her breath.
"W-What are you doing…"
Finally reacting, the girl licked her lower lip, raised her arms reluctantly, and placed her hands on the hand that almost covered her entire face.
Why does it smell so good even without perfume?
Shao Yue lowered his head slightly, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice, suppressing his shame: "Don't look around."
No, looking around?
It was actually a commanding tone?
Is this the first time Shao Yue has been so overbearing? So cool and handsome, what would he be like in bed? Liang Youwei felt dizzy and immediately forgot about Qin Zhen's existence. She felt like her soul was about to ascend to heaven.
Sudden.
"Release your claws."
She didn't know when Liang Jingyi came out, or how long she had been watching. She coldly slapped Shao Yue away, but at least she took Liang Youwei's physical condition into consideration and didn't force her to stay with her.
Liang Youwei's expression was still confused. "Jing... Third Sister? You're out now. Why did you take so long to worship?"
Liang Jingyi was choked by the question, the corners of his mouth turned down a little, unable to hide his speechlessness: "Second sister said my movements were not standard and asked me to bow again."
She was just going through the motions, so what if her movements weren't standard? It's not like she hadn't learned it before, it's just that she didn't grasp the details well. Why would her second sister be so serious about it?
Liang Zhihui is even less of a believer in ghosts and gods than she is, but he insists on taking all kinds of worldly attitudes to the extreme, and he doesn't even feel tired.
"Boss Qin," Liang Jingyi called out politely and indifferently, "Are your people in place?"
Qin Zhen smiled softly: "I've been waiting for you, Mr. Jing."
"Liang Youwei, tell a joke that can make people laugh." Liang Jingyi looked directly at Qin Zhen, but said this to his younger sister.
The girl who was called was stunned. She put her index finger to the tip of her nose and said, "Me?"
Are the jokes that can make Liang Jingyi laugh something you tell yourself?
Ah, this is not good... Liang Youwei's eyebrows were all knitted together. She thought, aren't those all dirty jokes? How can I tell them in public?
Glancing at Liang Youwei's expression, Liang Jingyi instantly clenched her fists. She instantly understood her thoughts and gritted her teeth: "Speak something more cultured, okay?"
Liang Youwei was even more embarrassed. She only knew how to make bad jokes, so how could she understand cultural jokes?
Oh, I'd better search online. The girl who felt like a loser sighed and opened her phone.
"Oh, I found it. This one is pretty funny. Let me read it to you."
Liang Youwei pressed her lips hard, but a laugh still escaped her. She lowered her voice so that only a few people could hear clearly. "This is a multiple-choice question—a decisive battle against the ancients' peak of fragmentation. Choose A: Shang Yang, choose B: Bo Yikao."
Liang Zhihui and the other three had just stepped out of the door and approached the four people sitting by the pillars in the corridor when they heard this hellish joke. They couldn't hold it in for a moment, and the corners of their mouths raised with varying degrees of helplessness.
Liang Jingyi is no exception.
In fact, I was very happy to be able to listen to her talk, but I just wanted to embarrass her and enjoy her distressed and confused expression.
"Third sister, why do you suddenly want to hear my jokes? Are you in a bad mood?"
Seeing her genuine smile, Liang Youwei tilted her head and leaned forward to ask in a low voice. Her expression was innocent, and paired with her off-white dress, she looked like a puzzled ragdoll cat.
Liang Jingyi denied it: "No, I've been in a good mood these days, don't worry." After a pause, he asked: "How are the wedding preparations going recently? Are you too busy?"
"It should be fine, right? I'm not sure..." Liang Youwei went to find Shao Yue and received a reassuring and tolerant look. She heard him say, "Don't worry, Miss Liang. Everything is going smoothly. Except for the wedding gown, which is ready-made, the rest of the wedding dresses are being custom-made and modified. They will be completed in a month. The theme and material selection for the wedding decorations have also been determined, and two-thirds of the raw materials have been purchased."
"Yeah, it's hard work."
Just don't call her Third Sister, it sounds disgusting.
"It's within my rights."
After all, Liang Jingyi is just a little girl, and her sensitive spots are easy to guess.
The itinerary after that became much simpler. We wrote wish notes, hung wish notes, ate vegetarian noodles, donated incense money, and finally said goodbye politely.
After working hard for most of the day, Liang Youwei fell asleep as soon as she got in the car, regardless of whether she was comfortable or not.
Shao Yue couldn't help but sigh: "Weiwei, it's not too late to sleep after I adjust the seat. Be careful not to hurt your spine." Liang Youwei shook her head and muttered: "It's okay, you adjust yours and I sleep mine, there is no conflict."
He smiled helplessly, and had to silently lay the seat flat, take out the thermal blanket, and carefully cover her with it.
Then, close the starry sky roof and adjust the temperature, all in one go.
Liang Youwei slept more soundly. She even dreamed, amidst the delicate scent of lavender, of her grand wedding in the future. At the wedding, Shao Yue, wearing a shimmering starry-eyed suit that perfectly matched his, looked incredibly handsome.
She couldn't help laughing out loud, and Shao Yue in her dream also smiled, holding his face with his hands.
Just when Liang Youwei thought that the kiss in her dream was about to come true, she suddenly missed a step, her calf kicked, and her heart leaped - she woke up from the dream.
But fortunately, his face in real life is also very handsome.
She rubbed her eyes, her voice hoarse from not getting enough sleep: "Are we home yet..."
Shao Yue, who was beside her, touched the side of her face with the back of his hand to check her temperature: "Well, we're here. Do you feel better? If you're still not feeling well, let's wait until you've rested enough before going down. It's only four o'clock, there's no rush."
My body feels a little hot, I don’t know if it’s over 38℃.
"Well, I'm fine." Liang Youwei yawned, "Let's get off the car. I remember Shengsheng raised a big golden retriever? I have nothing to do, so I just want to pet it."
Shao Yue got out of the car, opened the door on her side, extended his hand, and helped her down: "Do you like small animals?"
"I like them. Cats are cute, and dogs are cute too. But I'm not suitable for keeping pets. I will spoil them."
Shao Yue was puzzled by her choice of words: "Raise him as a bad child? How exactly do you mean by that?"
Liang Youwei pondered: "Well... For example, cats need someone to play with them and feed them with cat grass, and dogs also need to be walked to release their energy. But I'm definitely not good at raising them, so I might as well not have one."
Shao Yue understood.
Liang Youwei's personality meant her pets could only have her as their mother, so she absolutely wouldn't hire someone to take care of the cats and dogs, leaving the possibility of someone taking over the reins. Unfortunately, this person simply didn't have the personality or ability to independently care for a pet, so for the sake of both parties, she wouldn't keep a pet and add to the burden.
The two of them walked into the yard while chatting.
"Xiao Yue brought Weiwei home for dinner? That's great."
"Weiwei's complexion has been getting better and better recently. Our Xiaoyue is really good at taking care of people."
"We're having hot pot at home tonight. The chrysanthemums are all freshly picked, and we're also having Chinese toon mixed with tofu and stir-fried spring bamboo shoots to eat after the meal. They're so delicious."
The Shao family's domestic staff have been employed for many years and are very familiar with each other. They also have a good relationship with the Shao family members. They call the younger generations by their nicknames.
Shao Yue smiled widely as he walked back. Liang Youwei felt a little shy, but she also smiled and greeted all the elders, calling them aunt and uncle one by one.
At around four or five o'clock, Song Yinbing usually does fat-burning exercises, while Shao Feng drinks tea and reads books. Shao Qing and his wife are still in the company, so basically no one cares about Shao Yue and Liang Youwei.
"Hey, second brother and sister-in-law? You guys are coming home so soon?"
On the first floor of the main building, a trendy guy from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai, who was controlling his phone's joystick, froze. His hand trembled, and the phone and joystick tumbled to the ground. The noise startled Liang Youwei, and frightened him too.
Shao Yue blocked Liang Youwei without leaving any trace: "Well, didn't we say we would have dinner together today?"
Shao Sheng said "oh" and squatted down to pick up his phone: "Then I'll go back to the room to broadcast live? Brother, you understand, I have a KPI to complete at the end of the month, so I have to broadcast it."
Blocking Liang Youwei's face in time, Shao Yue said in a light tone: "Do you need me to go back and have dinner with Si Yanli to discuss the change of the contract?"
After saying this, he lowered his head and said in a much softer voice: "Shengsheng is working, let's go to the third floor."
"That's not the case, brother. Our work intensity is not bad. Shall I go upstairs?"
"Well, go ahead."
The moment Shao Sheng picked up the phone, he turned off the camera. He didn't turn it on again until he returned to his room and locked the door. He then set it up again and adjusted the angle with quick movements.
"Can you see me now?"
He turned his face a little further away and waved at the camera.
The barrage of comments moved so fast that it was almost impossible to catch the specific words with the human eye. Shao Sheng moved skillfully. He first blocked the screen and then adjusted the speed of the barrage of comments to 0.1 times.
[Shengsheng, why did you turn off the camera just now? ]
"My second sister-in-law is an amateur. It would be bad if she was photographed."
[But my second sister-in-law is really cute. I just saw her face in a flash. She's like a cute little kitten.]
"Hey, thanks for the compliment, but please don't spread her photos, or my brother will definitely come after me."
[Well, strictly speaking, I'm not an amateur anymore. Shengsheng, take a look at the trending searches.]
"Trending? What happened to trending?"
Shao Sheng was puzzled. He opened the Weibo on his mobile phone and saw the hot search column. His eyes widened.
What are these things?
#Wealthy heirs meeting#
#IcebergVideoTheWorldiswithYou#hot
#Puluo Temple is really spiritual#hot
Shao Sheng scratched the back of his neck: Can't I understand Chinese?
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