Fu Xingyun looked at the other person with a very serious expression, his sharp eyebrows and eyes questioning, his handsome face slightly annoyed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The overwhelming sense of oppression made Lin Qiong's heart skip a beat when she saw the person's clenched fist.
Holy crap! Did he beat someone up after drinking yesterday?!
After quickly observing the other party and finding no serious injuries, he relented.
But it seems like this piece of pine nut wasn't delivered.
I hope he won't blurt out his true feelings while drunk.
Lin Qiong's mind raced, filling in a flurry of possibilities.
Then the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. I had been living in constant fear of angering this crazy old man, and all that effort was wasted because of a few drinks yesterday!
Do we really have to go back to the death register?!
Lin Qiong's legs went weak and she lunged at Fu Xingyun's legs, her eyes glistening with tears, "Xingyun!"
No matter what terrible things you do, it's never wrong to apologize.
She then reached up and climbed onto the man's body, wrapping her arms around his firm waist. She tilted her head back and looked at him with her eyes slightly lowered. "Listen to my explanation."
At this moment, tears welled up in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were faintly red from a hangover. He was half-crouched on the other person's lap, his gaze tilted upwards, giving off an air of submission and obedience.
They look so pitiful, it's hard not to feel sorry for them.
Fu Xingyun's heart softened, and most of the anger that had been surging in his chest subsided, but his expression remained as cold and hard as ever. "What's there to explain?"
Lin Qiong shivered at the man's cold words, then reached out and grabbed one of his hands. "It wasn't intentional."
Fu Xingyun initially thought the other person was trying to forget what happened last night, but a moment later he heard the other person say, "I drank too much yesterday, I was ignorant, naughty."
Fu Xingyun's eyelids twitched. "What are you thinking?"
Lin Qiong winked at the person, "Just pretend you never sent anything."
Boom!
Fu Xingyun felt something explode in his mind.
He abruptly pulled his hand away from the other person's grasp.
Lin Qiong was taken aback, and hurriedly tried to grasp it, "Xingyun...Xingyun..."
"Wrong." Lin Qiongren didn't let him hold her hand and wrapped her arms around his waist again. "It's really wrong, it's wrong no matter what."
With a restrained expression, he said, "If you don't listen, you can beat me up, as long as you don't..."
Fu Xingyun was momentarily taken aback, then raised his hand to pinch his brow and threatened, "Yours?"
Lin Qiong: !!!
Knock! Are they really going to fight?
Fu Xingyun could clearly feel the person in his arms tremble.
It was just a spur-of-the-moment thing to scare the other person, but I didn't expect them to take it seriously.
Lin Qiong felt wronged for a moment, "You really want to hit me?"
Fu Xingyun remained silent.
Lin Qiong's face fell instantly, then she stretched out a hand, "Go ahead and hit me, but you have to finish first."
Fu Xingyun glanced at him, then pulled away the hand that was wrapped around his waist, "Look at you, you don't even know you're wrong."
Turn around and take the elevator.
Lin Qiong was left alone in the restaurant, looking bewildered.
Heavens above!
If you wanted someone to die, why did you go through all that trouble to bring them back to life in the first place?!
Lin Qiong collapsed to the ground in frustration, clutching her head as she tried to recall the events of the previous night, but she couldn't remember anything at all, as if she hadn't done anything at all.
I swear I'll never touch alcohol again, I'm a dog!
But this isn't a solution for Fu Xingyun; what exactly he posted yesterday remains a mystery.
Therefore, Lin Qiong plans to obtain evidence from Fu Jinglin, the only eyewitness from last night.
Lin Qiong shuffled into the living room in her slippers and immediately spotted Fu Jinglin, who was grinning foolishly while holding his phone.
"My eldest nephew."
Fu Jinglin grinned at Lin Qiong, "What?"
His tone was light and cheerful, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
This contrasts sharply with Lin Qiong's calm demeanor at this moment.
Indeed, people's joys and sorrows cannot be shared.
Lin Qiong sat down next to the person and said, "I want to ask you something."
Fu Jinglin was in a good mood. "What?"
"It's nothing really." Thinking about the embarrassing thing she did at the drinking party yesterday, Lin Qiong didn't know how to start the conversation.
This damn pride.
But this tiny bit of self-esteem is worthless in the face of being alive. "Didn't I drink too much last night?"
Fu Jinglin nodded, "Yes."
Lin Qiong swallowed hard. "What did you do after that?"
Fu Jinglin recalled, "It didn't seem like anything. You were drunk and just sat close to your uncle the whole time. You only went upstairs when it was almost over."
Here comes the important part!
Lin Qiong asked eagerly, "Then what do you send to your uncle?"
Fu Jinglin instantly recalled his reckless behavior, and his mouth tightened, "It's better if you don't know."
Lin Qiong's heart skipped a beat.
They definitely did something.
"No, please tell them."
Seeing the hesitant look on Fu Jinglin's face, Lin Qiong felt as if she were being repeatedly fried in a pot of oil.
Fu Jinglin looked troubled. "You can't blame me if it's you."
Lin Qiong nodded quickly, "Okay."
He then impatiently said to the person, "Hurry up."
Fu Jinglin scratched his head. "Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted you to give a speech yesterday, but none of you agreed, so I asked you to kiss each other."
Lin Qiong's eyes widened instantly, and she stood up abruptly, "You call this nothing?!"
Fu Jinglin was startled.
Lin Qiong quickly sat up straight. "And then? You really kissed your uncle?"
Fu Jinglin thought for a moment, "I really want to kiss him, but it feels like we haven't."
"So, did you kiss him or not?"
"We're not even related."
Lin Qiong: ...
Listening to your words is like listening to a lecture.
Fu Jinglin described it to someone in detail: "After that, you and your uncle started whispering to each other."
Lin Qiong swallowed hard. "Is it close?"
"Of course, you stick directly to a person."
Looking at the rising sun outside the window, Lin Qiong felt as if she were seeing an angel beckoning to her.
Fu Jinglin continued to torment him, "You were hugging your uncle's neck so tightly that you couldn't see if you kissed his face, but you definitely didn't kiss his lips."
Lin Qiong: "Are you trying to comfort me?"
I knew without thinking that if we had kissed, I wouldn't have woken up this morning.
Fu Jinglin: "No, that's the truth."
Lin Qiong looked heartbroken. "Then why didn't you stop her back then?"
Fu Jinglin blushed upon hearing this, "This is not good. Aren't you two legal? Aren't you afraid of getting arrested?"
Lin Qiong: ...
Looking at Fu Jinglin, who was twisted like a pretzel, Lin Qiong felt like dying for a moment.
"Then you should have stopped me in the first place."
Fu Jinglin asked in confusion, "Why?"
Lin Qiong blushed before managing to stammer, "Your uncle is shy."
Fu Jinglin was taken aback. Was his uncle shy?
After asking the questions, Lin Qiong returned to her room and practiced a set of punches in the air while lying on the bed.
Nothing much, I just want to mess around with this world.
Lin Qiong thought that the biggest mistake she made while drunk was revealing her innermost thoughts to Fu Xingyun.
I'm only with you for your money.
Who knew that what he did had absolutely nothing to do with money? Yesterday, while drunk, he sexually assaulted Fu Xingyun!
Lin Qiong took a deep breath. She still had to apologize, since she was going to get hurt no matter what.
After preparing breakfast, Lin Qiong brought a portion into the study. She swallowed hard as she watched Fu Xingyun, who was reading with a cold expression, before walking away.
"Xingyun," Lin Qiong tentatively began.
The other party ignored it.
Lin Qiong leaned closer to the person and said, "They've come to apologize. They've remembered everything."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xingyun's hand holding the book froze, and he glanced at the person sideways, "Really?"
Seeing an opportunity, Lin Qiong quickly looked the other person in the eye, took their hand, and said sincerely, "Yes."
"I'm sorry," Lin Qiong said, feigning distress. "I forgot the lovey-dovey message I sent last night. I'm sorry to have upset you."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xingyun's pent-up frustration instantly dissipated.
"Just remember it."
Lin Qiong looked at the person and said, "No, this can't be left like this. I need to apologize to you sincerely."
"Don't worry, this kind of situation won't be allowed to happen a second time."
Fu Xingyun was taken aback, not expecting the other party to feel so remorseful for forgetting yesterday's events.
Lin Qiong patted Fu Xingyun's hand, "Although I drank too much yesterday, that's no excuse. I know I was wrong, and I hope you can give me another chance, okay?"
Lin Qiong looked at people with pitiful eyes.
Fu Xingyun's heart softened and he nodded.
Lin Qiong smiled and hugged him, "Xingyun knew you were the best."
Fu Xingyun was hugged tightly, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. He then planned to raise his arm to hold the person tenderly for a while.
"Don't worry, I will never treat you so lightly again like I did yesterday."
Fu Xingyun's arm, which was halfway raised, froze instantly.
Lin Qiong looked at him sincerely, "Yesterday, I acted on my feelings for you while I was drunk, which made you feel wronged. I know you have no feelings for me, and we agreed on this when we got married."
Lin Qiong was heartbroken, "But I underestimated my love for you and did that to you. But don't worry, it will never happen again. Just pretend nothing happened last night."
Fu Xingyun's face turned ugly for a moment, and he repeated, "Never again?"
Lin Qiong nodded, "I will never do to you again what I did last night."
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath. "Do you know what you did last night?"
"Of course my eldest nephew will go too, and he'll kiss you after we drink."
"of?"
Lin Qiong's heart skipped a beat, and she let slip, "Xingyun, listen, this is a white lie, it doesn't mean my heart for you will never change."
She raised her hand and pinched a tiny heart, no bigger than a butt, in front of her chest.
"I promise that this kind of situation will never happen again."
Fu Xingyun: "You..."
The next day, Fu Jinglin got up very early to look for the car, but Fu Xingyun did not come no matter how long he waited.
Fortunately, the other party's secretary finally arrived.
Fu Jinglin followed the car with great enthusiasm. He wasn't curious about the large box next to him, his mind was only on the car. But after driving for a while, he realized something was wrong. "This seems to be the direction of the school."
"
"Yes, young master."
"Aren't we supposed to be watching over the cars? What's the school doing here?"
Today is Monday.
Fu Jinglin jumped up and down, "Where's the car?"
"The boss will buy it for you when you come of age."
Fu Jinglin's eyes widened in shock. "Uncle lied?!"
The secretary shook her head. "No, it's just a matter of time."
She didn't forget to comfort him, saying, "The boss was afraid you'd be upset, so he prepared another gift for you."
Fu Jinglin asked curiously, "Where is it?"
The secretary glanced at the rearview mirror. "It's in the box over there."
Fu Jinglin heard the sound of someone raising their hand to open the box, then suddenly froze, his eyes stinging from the sight of several types of text.
"Five years of college entrance exams and three years of mock exams".
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