Chapter 82
Rong Jing, whose mind was in a mess, obviously had not yet reacted to what "delivered to the door" meant, until the man's breath approached, his lips and tongue were plundered, and it was difficult for him to breathe smoothly under the kiss. He bit Xie Changshi's lips, and a drop of blood fell between his lips and teeth. The urge to escape disappeared completely at this moment. He unconsciously longed for it and sucked the sweet liquid.
Xie Changshi let out a muffled groan from his throat, inserted his five fingers into Rong Jing's five fingers, pressed him on the bed, and moved his body back slightly.
The little zombie, deprived of fresh blood, stared blankly at the man in front of him with his blurry eyes wide open in confusion. The dim light fell from above the man's head, casting a large shadow on him, making him look even more handsome and his eyes even more profound.
It was as if it was going to suck the mirror completely into it, and it would fall into a deep cliff, unable to escape.
Xie Changshi's long fingers brushed across the wound on his lip, and a slight stinging pain came. He couldn't help but chuckled: "It really is a little zombie."
Just keep sucking it and won’t let go.
Fortunately, it was just a small wound. If it was a bigger wound, Xie Changshi felt that he would probably be sucked dry by him.
"Is it good?" Xie Changshi asked him with a smile. His deep, alcohol-tinged voice, with a warm breath, fell on the boy's ear, making Rong Jing shiver uncomfortably on the ground, squeezing his body deeper into the bed. Unfortunately, just as he got closer, Xie Changshi grasped her slender white ankle in his palm and slowly pulled her back.
The clothes on her body touched the quilt, rubbing off large areas of it, revealing her snow-white waist and belly.
Xie Changshi leaned over, poked his cheeks, which were puffed up with unhappiness, and asked in a low voice again, "Is it delicious?"
Rong Jing thought he was so annoying.
If it didn't taste good, why would he keep catching people like that?
But Xie Changshi seemed to insist on getting an answer from him, so he could only frown and say, "It tastes good."
"So, compared to the wine you drank tonight, which one tastes better?"
“…They’re all delicious.”
Are they all delicious?
Xie Changshi's eyebrows lifted slightly, and his slightly warm fingertips gently touched the boy's waist, which had become slightly cool due to the lifted clothes, and rubbed it casually. But at the same touch, Xie Changshi felt the body under his fingertips suddenly tense, outlining a beautiful waistline.
He smiled thinly, "Baby, answer me, which one tastes better?"
Rong Jing felt like a poor little creature waiting to be slaughtered. Xie Changshi could easily break his neck if he exerted enough force. So, he could only piteously confess, "Blood tastes good."
After hearing the satisfactory answer, Xie Changshi asked again: "Do you want to drink more?"
As soon as these words came out, the boy's dark eyes, which had originally looked aggrieved by Xie Changshi's 'coercion', instantly lit up. He even took the man's hand and asked a little embarrassedly, "Can I drink?"
"Of course." Xie Changshi looked into his beautiful eyes and chuckled softly, "It's a reward for you."
…
Inside the studio on Changhua Street.
Rong Jing slumped on the sofa, his face looking as if he had been drained of his energy by a demon. Nie Liu considerately poured him some hot water, then placed the cup in front of Rong Jing. He couldn't help but glance at Rong Jing's face twice before asking with a smile, "Master, how was your lovemaking last night? You looked exhausted."
Rong Jing: “…”
He took a sip of hot water, but felt that the water seemed to be mixed with the taste of Xie Changshi's sweet blood.
The feeling that he had finally forgotten surfaced again. Rong Jing couldn't help but glance at Nie Liu and said, "I didn't expect you to be so educated."
I also know the word "Dianluandaofeng".
Nie Liu's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the hidden meaning. He couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose and whispered back, "That can't be called a high level of education, right? Anyone would know that."
Rong Jing ignored him and just slapped his face. To be honest, he didn't know why, but the surveillance footage showed that he had drunk a lot of Xie Changshi's blood, so why did he wake up with a tired face, as if a goblin had sucked all his energy away?
So much so that even a single rookie like Nie Liu could see the problem at a glance?
Rong Jing, confused, turned around and returned to the workshop.
The store will open in ten minutes, so he has to be in the best working condition to face the guests.
As a result, just after returning from the bathroom after washing his face, he saw Nie Liu pushing the door open and entering. Their eyes met. Nie Liu closed the door behind him and whispered, "Master, here comes a guest you absolutely wouldn't expect."
Unexpected guests?
Rong Jing blinked and asked, "Who is it?"
Nie Liu: "Lin Qi."
Rong Jing: “…”
After a moment of silence, Rong Jing couldn't help but laugh. It seemed Lin Qi was genuinely worried about Lin Ciyan's potential support. He'd only just met him yesterday, and he'd probably investigated his identity overnight, eager to visit him this morning.
It's true... I can't pretend at all.
Rong Jing wiped the outer shell of the turtle and said with a curled lip: "Let him come, it's just to make money anyway."
Nie Liuyi agreed when he heard it.
He returned to the waiting room with a sense of peace of mind, yawned, and went to the front desk, picking up his phone to report today's findings to Lin Ciyan. Lin Ciyan leaned against the headboard, looking at the message on WeChat from Lin Chen, "I'm going home tonight, I have something to tell you." He couldn't help but curl his lips. Instead of replying, he deleted the message and returned to the chat with Nie Liu, saying: Not surprising at all.
Nine o'clock sharp.
The studio opened, and Lin Qi was the first guest of the studio today.
He pushed the door open and walked into the workshop, and saw the young man sitting on the chair.
Rong Jing lowered her eyebrows and fiddled with her tortoise shell. When she noticed the sound, she looked up at his face. He didn't seem surprised at all. She calmly and naturally made a "please sit down" gesture and asked, "What do you want to ask?"
Lin Qi looked at Rong Jing with a rather amazed look in his eyes.
I thought Rong Jing was the youngest among the four people last night, but I didn't expect that Rong Jing was the calmest when he saw him. The light look in his eyes just now seemed as if he didn't realize his identity.
Lin Qi raised an interested smile and immediately walked to the table and sat down, greeting with a smile: "Master Rong, we meet again. When we first met yesterday, I really didn't expect that you, at such a young age, would be a nationally renowned master. Please forgive me."
At a young age, he is famous throughout the country.
Lin Qi dared to praise, but Rong Jing didn't dare to accept it.
His expression was strange for a moment, but he didn't refute much. He just asked Lin Qi: "So what does Mr. Lin want to calculate?"
"I'm not quite sure how Ah Yan introduced me to you when you were friends with him. But after last night, you could see that Ah Yan and I didn't get along well. In fact, I think Ah Yan was just being stubborn and thought that my presence might hinder him..." Lin Qi sighed as he spoke, then smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry to have made fun of you. I just wanted to ask, is there any possibility for Ah Yan and I to reconcile?"
Rong Jing: “…”
To be honest, he really didn't expect Lin Qi to be so shameless.
Last night, Lin Qi's dog howled at Lin Ciyan. If Yan Yingyao and Nie Liu hadn't been there holding the dog leash, the stupid dog Shen Xi would have bitten it.
Is Lin Ciyan still stuck in a dead end over this?
Still want to reconcile?!
Rong Jing's mouth twitched slightly, but considering that Lin Qi had already paid the money, he decided to give Lin Qi a good fortune.
Under Lin Qi's gaze, the tortoise shell shook and the copper coins quickly fell down, forming a hexagram.
Take a look.
Rong Jing almost laughed out loud.
Meeting Lin Qi's curious gaze, he pointed to the hexagram and said, "Zhen represents thunder, Li represents fire, a hexagram of thunder and fire. The sun is seen in the water, but there is nothing to be gained. The pursuit of wealth has not yielded results, and the end of the matter remains unclear."*
When Lin Qi heard the words "failed to get wealth", the smile on his face froze for a few seconds.
Before he could ask, Rong Jing continued, "Yaoci 65 tells you that when you are in an advantageous position, you must not let victory get you carried away and blindly expand."
As Rong Jing spoke word by word, the expression on Lin Qi's face became more and more wrong.
Don't let victory get you carried away and expand blindly. Isn't this what's happening right now?
Just as this thought came to mind, Lin Qi saw Rong Jing supporting her chin with her fair fingers and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, you seem too anxious."
Throwing down a rather meaningful remark, Rong Jing ignored his reaction and put away the tortoise and copper coins again. He said slowly, "I have given you the divination you requested. Mr. Lin, you may leave now."
Lin Qi’s mind was filled with the words “You seem too anxious.”
He came here naturally to investigate Rong Jing, and he also knew about the Chang Tianrui incident and the Song Zhiye incident related to Rong Jing. Before that, he did not believe in these supernatural things, but with those two incidents, and when he went out this morning, he heard someone mention the heir of the Huai family in Cangyun Yancheng, so he already knew Rong Jing's ability.
But... there is no guarantee that Rong Jing won't lie to him just because she's on Lin Ciyan's side, right?
Lin Qi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked Rong Jing: "I have another question that I want the master to answer. Can you give me a chance?"
"Is it fortune-telling too?"
"No."
"You ask."
"I don't quite understand why Master would become friends with Lin Ciyan. He doesn't seem to be of any use to you."
whispering sound.
This reveals the true face.
Just now he was calling "Ayan Ayan", and now it's Lin Ciyan.
Rong Jing leaned back in his chair, a half-smile on his face. He vaguely felt that he was becoming more and more like Xie Changshi. Suppressing this sudden thought, he explained, "Mr. Lin, you probably don't know how Ah Yan and I met. It was just a very ordinary day. I was sitting on a bench in the park and ran into him feeding stray cats. We became friends."
"Mr. Lin, Ah Yan is not like you. Even after returning to the Lin family, he remained clean and honest. He was not corrupted by the so-called power and money."
“I like to be friends with clean people.”
"I don't make friends to use them for anything. After all, as you've seen, I can see the secrets of heaven and control evil spirits. What I have is something you people will never be able to touch in your lifetime. Why would I care about what use he has to me?"
"Mr. Lin, judging others by your own standards is not a good habit."
"It's getting late, and I have another guest. You should go back and think about how to break the deadlock."
Lin Qi wasn't quite sure how he walked out of Rong Jing's workshop.
But when he turned around, he could remember the sarcasm in Rong Jing's eyes when he said, "Mr. Lin, it is not a good habit to judge others by one's own standards." Lin Qi felt his face turn red.
He looked at the glass door of the studio, his brow gradually darkening.
Mirror.
Oh.
Lin Qi got into his car. His car was a Mercedes-Benz, which was relatively ordinary for a wealthy family and only cost a few hundred thousand. Of course, this was not his only car. It was the car he bought when he realized Lin Ciyan's existence, deliberately showing weakness.
At that time, he happened to be looking to buy a new car. According to his original idea, the price of the new car would definitely not be less than three million. But when Lin Ciyan came, he gave the three million car to Lin Ciyan and drove a car worth several hundred thousand himself.
Lin's parents were both relieved and distressed about his choice.
I felt that he was sensible, and too sensible, so I felt bad about it and secretly bought him a supercar to compensate him.
Honestly, he'd been too relaxed dealing with Lin Ciyan for the past two years, so relaxed that he'd barely even taken him seriously, dismissing him as nothing more than trash. That was until he saw Lin Ciyan talking to two figures in the restaurant parking lot that day, and saw the Cullinan, though he couldn't clearly see the license plate.
The defensiveness and alertness that had disappeared for a long time came back again.
...Although I am reluctant to admit it, it seems to be in line with what Rong Jing said before: "I was blinded by victory."
Lin Qi pursed his lips and drove away from Changhua Street.
After Lin Qi left, Rong Jing dealt with a few more customers' questions. During a break, Nie Liu came in carrying a beautifully packaged lunch box. Meeting Rong Jing's puzzled gaze, he smiled and said, "This was just delivered by Mr. Xie's assistant Song. He said this restaurant is new and the food is pretty good. I'd like you to try it."
Yeah?
Rong Jing thought that Xie Changshi was so attentive probably because he was worried that he would be angry about what happened last night, so he rushed to please him.
But he is not that kind of unreasonable little zombie.
Originally, drinking was his own idea. Besides, they were already boyfriend and girlfriend, so a couple of kisses was perfectly normal. Furthermore, he even drank Xie Changshi's blood...
Wait, now that I think about it, he was really happy last night.
Rong Jing touched his nose, subconsciously trying to throw the words "amazing" out of his head. Then he took the lunch and asked Nie Liu, "What about you guys? What are you eating?"
Nie Liu chuckled, "Boss Xie is so thoughtful. He prepared some for me and Brother Yan as well."
Then he changed the subject and asked Rong Jing curiously, "Master, why did Lin Qi come to you for a fortune-telling? Can you tell me?"
Rong Jing raised a finger, waved it at Nie Liu, and said with a smile: "No, this is a professional principle."
Nie Liu: “…”
He struggled and asked, "Is it really not possible?"
Rong Jing: "No, but didn't you notice his ugly face when he left? Just by looking at his expression, you should know that no matter what he asked for, it wouldn't be a good result."
Okay, it seems so.
Nie Liu walked out of the workshop with satisfaction and went to tell Lin Ciyan the good news.
Three days later, the day of the Shangqing Auction finally arrived. The auction was held at the Yancheng Convention and Exhibition Center. As soon as the location and time were confirmed, it attracted a lot of media attention. However, Shangqing Group had its own media center and did not need other media workers.
Nie Liu had changed into a neat suit early in the morning. Standing in front of the studio's newly purchased floor-length mirror, he looked left and right. He couldn't help but ask Yan Yingyao and Rong Jing, "How is it? Does this suit fit?"
Yan Yingyao looked at him speechlessly: "It's just an auction, not your wedding, why do you care so much about your image?"
Nie Liu said confidently, "Won't Lin Qi be there too? As Lin Ciyan's good friend, I have to dress myself well, or else I'll embarrass Lin Ciyan."
Yan Yingyao: "No, Mr. Xie can stand behind you, and no one will think you are ashamed even if you dress like a beggar."
Nie Liu: “…”
Grass.
That makes a lot of sense.
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