Chapter 97
As soon as Lin Qiong finished speaking, the previously noisy surroundings instantly quieted down.
—Bullet Screen—
"What's going on?!"
Why is everyone so quiet?
“I recognize every word he says, but I can’t understand some of them.”
"No way, no way, her husband can't really be Boss Fu, can he? Didn't he shake his head when the host asked him if he had a lover?"
"Halfway up the wall, I sat on top and ate watermelon."
——
Lin Qiong looked at the sudden silence and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Aren't you all going to ask anymore?"
He was about to put down the microphone when he said excitedly, "Then I'm off work."
"Wait! Wait!"
The microphone was shoved back into his hand.
After a moment of surprise, one reporter asked, "What is your relationship with Mr. Fu?"
Lin Qiong thought he had made it clear enough, but since the other party had asked, he couldn't refuse Fu Xingyun's request for a formal status: "a legal husband-and-wife relationship."
"What?!"
"What?!"
Two voices rang out in unison, deafeningly loud.
Wang Cheng stood not far away in the audience, his jaw practically agape.
The man who took Lin Qiong away yesterday turned out to be the old pervert he had mentioned.
The sudden sound startled Lin Qiong, who took two steps back.
Wang Cheng almost instinctively took out his phone and dialed the company.
The boss was already troubled by Lin Qiong's matter, and seeing that it was Wang Cheng calling only made him more upset. He picked up the phone and asked, "What is it?"
"Boss, we don't need to suppress the trending topics anymore. If we have the money, we can buy them back up."
The boss's brow twitched. "Are you crazy?! What are you doing this for?!"
Wang Cheng suddenly realized he was going crazy, "all for the sake of popularity."
"If the temperature is increased further, Lin Qiong will go inside."
"Boss, do you know Fu Xingyun?"
"I know him, isn't he the big boss who took Lin Qiong away yesterday?"
That's Lin Qiong's husband.
"What?"
Wang Cheng took a deep breath. "That's Lin Qiong's husband!"
—Bullet Screen—
"Holy crap, it really is! Boss Fu is her husband!"
"Lin Qiong! I knew you wouldn't do something so immoral, sob sob sob."
"Aaaaaaah, I'm going crazy! It really is true!"
"No wonder his face was so dark when I introduced Boss Fu yesterday. Turns out he didn't have a proper title or status yesterday, hahahahahaha."
Lin Qiong: I never do things that cost money. Sleeping with other people costs money, so I sleep with my own husband.
"Mr. Fu isn't even as good as a duck..."
"Hahahaha, that's hilarious!"
"It shocked my mother for a hundred years."
——
Seeing the incredulous looks on the reporters' faces, Lin Qiong asked in a low voice, "Is there a problem?"
"So you two are really a married couple?"
Lin Qiong nodded.
"Why didn't you clarify the rumors immediately when they came out?"
Lin Qiong scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly, "I only got up at three o'clock this afternoon, and I only just found out about this."
—Bullet Screen—
"Goodness, they really don't act like outsiders at all."
"If you talk about that, I won't be sleepy anymore."
"Tell me about the process."
"In the video, Lin Qiong was carried inside. This couple is really going wild."
"Whose pants are these?! They hit my head!"
"Put on some clothes, you guys."
"Waaaaah, my mute husband has found another husband, so now it's just the three of us living together."
"Damn! I thought Boss Fu was so manly when I watched the video yesterday. He's good-looking, has a great physique, and most importantly, he's rich! I love him so much!!!"
"For a moment, I didn't know who to envy."
——
The media originally thought that the scandalous relationship between Lin Qiong, a newly popular actress, and a business tycoon was enough for them to write about, but they didn't expect to get an even bigger story.
Lin Qiong glanced at the time and realized that fifteen minutes had passed since his interview began. He then handed the microphone to his assistant.
"Lin Qiong! Lin Qiong, won't you say anything more?"
"Lin Qiong, could you answer a few more questions?"
Lin Qiong looked at them and said, "But my time is up."
The implication was that I should leave work.
Suddenly, a loud voice came from not far away. It was the event organizer: "More money!"
Lin Qiong picked up the microphone, "I'd also like to talk to you guys some more."
reporter:……
—Bullet Screen—
"Fuck hahahahahahahaha."
Lin Qiong: What?! More money?!
Reporter: Are you being polite?
"Because she likes money, she found a very rich husband. Lin Qiong is awesome!"
——
A reporter swallowed hard and asked, "How long did you date before you got married?"
Lin Qiong: "We've never dated."
The reporter understood immediately: it was a marriage of convenience that blossomed into love. "So, how many times have you met?"
Lin Qiong: "We've never met."
"Then why did you marry Mr. Fu? There must be something about him that attracted you."
"Yes." Lin Qiong: "I have money."
Is there a deeper aspect of attraction?
"Very rich."
Reporter: "Regarding self-cultivation."
Lin Qiong: "Relying on 100 million to get close to people."
reporter:……
—Bullet Screen—
"I could see the reporter's survival instinct; he was desperately trying to prove that the two were truly in love."
Reporter: Why don't you just kill me?
"To be able to get close to people with a billionaire's wealth, that's amazing!"
"Lin Qiong, you truly live up to your reputation."
——
The interview lasted about half an hour before it finally ended. Lin Qiong stepped off the stage feeling light and saw Wang Cheng's relieved look.
Wang Cheng strode forward and said, "That old pervert is Boss Fu. Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"You didn't ask."
"..."
Wang Cheng took a deep breath. He had been worried that one day someone would expose Lin Qiong's marriage to an old pervert, but now, things were fine. She could do whatever she wanted in the industry!
Lin Qiong comforted the person a few more times and hurriedly returned to the hotel. It was already late, and Lin Qiong rushed back under the cover of night.
"I'm back."
The familiar voice rang out, causing the man who had been waiting in the living room to turn around. A few seconds later, the other person appeared in front of him.
Fu Xingyun stood up, his mind still on the words Lin Qiong had said when she left.
I'm going to kiss his lips raw.
Lin Qiong strode over aggressively.
Fu Xingyun felt a little itchy when she saw his energetic appearance. As soon as he walked up to her, she pulled him into her arms.
It was as if he wanted to stick Lin Qiong to him all the time.
Holding her like this felt unexpectedly satisfying, but when the man lowered his head to peck her face a few times, she quickly dodged away.
Fu Xingyun's eyes darkened. "What are you hiding from?"
He then kissed Lin Qiong's exposed neck.
Lin Qiong shuddered instantly, quickly straightening her face. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Fu Xingyun was speechless for a moment.
Seeing that the person refused to admit it, Lin Qiong took out her phone and found the surveillance video. "Was it you who bullied me last night?!"
Fu Xingyun said with a serious face, "No."
"Then why does he look exactly like you?"
Fu Xingyun wouldn't budge, "You should go ask him."
"..." Lin Qiong pinched the man's cheek angrily, "It's you, I know everything."
Fu Xingyun's lips curled up slightly.
Lin Qiong's eyes widened in surprise. "You're still laughing."
Fu Xingyun looked at the other person, "Are you angry?"
Lin Qiong turned her head away. Actually, she was only angry when she first found out, but now she didn't feel anything anymore. It was probably because the intense love between them had subsided.
Then he said in a low voice, "No, not at all."
But remembering her miserable state last night, Lin Qiong pouted and began to question the other person, "How could you treat me like that last night?!"
She pointed at people and said, "You don't care about me at all."
Last night he cried and screamed, his heartbreaking cries went unheeded, and no one seemed to stop.
"Didn't my calling do any good?"
Fu Xingyun agreed, saying, "It's useful."
"Feeling sorry for me?"
"I'm even more excited now."
Lin Qiong: ...
"You don't care about me at all!"
"It hurts." The man tightened his grip, forcing Lin Qiong to press against him. "How could I not feel sorry for him?"
"Then why are you touching me? I thought someone else was touching me."
Seeing the person's dissatisfied look, Fu Xingyun asked, "Can I touch it then?"
Lin Qiong was taken aback.
The man kept asking, "Can I touch it?"
The other person's warm breath made Lin Qiong shrink back slightly. She glanced at him, her eyes darting away, and then nodded.
"May I?" The man's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible laughter.
Lin Qiong: "Mm."
"Then..." Fu Xingyun stared intently at him, "Can I touch this?"
The other person's large hand slipped under the hem of her clothes, and Lin Qiong instantly shuddered.
Seeing the person's reaction, Fu Xingyun didn't move again. "Still scared?"
Fu Xingyun felt much heavier. He had scared her quite a bit last night, so much so that Lin Qiong was still trembling even after being touched like this.
Lin Qiong still remembered last night, but she felt much better when she learned that the other person was Fu Xingyun. "I'm not afraid."
"Aren't you afraid of shaking?"
Lin Qiong bit her lip and remained silent.
Fu Xingyun glanced at the person and lightly kissed their ear, saying, "I'm sorry."
Lin Qiong was taken aback.
The man continued, "I'm sorry about last night. It was my fault. I shouldn't have treated you like that."
Lin Qiong looked into the other person's eyes and felt a little embarrassed for a moment. "Actually, I... I wasn't that angry."
"Can I touch it now?"
Lin Qiong was taken aback.
The hand that was originally resting on the side of the waist and abdomen slid down naturally.
Lin Qiong was startled. "Wait a minute."
The shape of the man's hands was slightly outlined by the fabric of his trousers.
Fu Xingyun hugged the person and asked, "Can I touch here?"
Seeing that Lin Qiong was still trembling, he changed the position of his hand again, "What about here?"
Lin Qiong blushed as red as a ripe shrimp. Instead of asking if it was okay, she whispered, "You weren't like this before."
I wasn't as thick-skinned back then.
Fu Xingyun felt the skin beneath the other's hand. The two were already close, and when Lin Qiong looked at him, his Adam's apple bobbed.
Then she took a deep breath and asked, "Is this okay?"
Lin Qiong was startled, but pretended not to understand, "What do you mean, 'can I or can't I'?"
"Give me."
The other person spoke frankly and openly; someone who is usually so indifferent could be so passionate when expressing love.
Lin Qiong was at a loss for what to do. He wasn't prepared at all. He had never done anything like this even in his two lifetimes.
Then, tense, she asked, "You can?"
Fu Xingyun: "No."
"..."
Lin Qiong whispered something in Fu Xingyun's ear, and the man's dark pupils instantly lit up.
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Author's Note:
Lin Qiong whispered: "You can't be lewd on Jinjiang!"
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