Fu Jinglin swallowed hard, looking at Lin Qiong in front of him. Appearances can be deceiving. He then stammered, "I didn't expect you to be so capable, beating me like that."
Lin Qiong lowered her head shyly, "My family consists of relatives, so I still left myself some leeway."
Fu Jinglin: "..."
They've all been admitted to the hospital.
Fu Jinglin took a deep breath and asked in a puzzled voice, "How did you hit him? With your fist?"
Compared to Fu Jinghong, Lin Qiong looks delicate and weak. If the two were to fight, it's unlikely that Fu Jinghong would be the one to get hurt.
Lin Qiong raised her hand, and the ring shone brightly in the moonlight.
Fu Jinglin: "A pigeon egg?"
Lin Qiong: "Diamond drill."
"..."
Excellent.
Not long after, Fu Jinglin was called away by Fu Yuan, who had come out to look for him. Lin Qiong saw this and pushed Fu Xingyun, who was standing to the side, saying, "Let's go home too."
After saying goodbye to Grandpa Fu, the two drove away. While waiting at a traffic light, Lin Qiong glanced at the person beside her and asked, "When did you arrive?"
Fu Xingyun glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Lin Qiong tentatively asked, "You listened to everything?"
"No." The man's expression remained expressionless. "I knew his teeth had already fallen out."
Lin Qiong: ...
The young man blushed and tried to defend himself, "Actually, I'm not usually that violent. I just acted impulsively today."
Fu Xingyun glanced at him but said nothing.
Lin Qiong felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze. "Actually, if you think about it carefully, you'll realize there must be a reason why I took action."
He then resorted to his fallacious reasoning: "If it weren't his problem, why would I attack someone else instead of him?"
Fu Xingyun: "Because there's nothing around."
"..."
Lin Qiong looked serious. "Because he provoked me."
Seeing the man remain silent again, Lin Qiong asked, "Are you blaming me?"
Fu Xingyun: "No."
Looking at the man's face, Lin Qiong felt a small flame suddenly ignite in her heart. "You're just blaming me."
Fu Xingyun said, "I said I didn't."
"You! You blame me for hitting you at the Fu family's house and causing you trouble." Lin Qiong pouted. Just then, the light turned green, and the man, who was about to drive away, turned his attention back to the road and continued driving.
The car was deathly silent the entire way.
Only after the family entered the house did Fu Xingyun speak, "I don't blame you."
Lin Qiong hung her head and ignored her.
Fu Xingyun stepped forward and grabbed the arm of the woman who was about to leave, "Lin Qiong."
Lin Qiong didn't look. "Why?"
"What's wrong with you?!"
Lin Qiong considered herself a kind soul, but she wasn't really that shrewish. Fu Jinghong's lewd words still echoed in her ears, and the humiliation she felt was stuck in her heart, refusing to dissipate. "I didn't."
She tried to turn around and go upstairs, but the man's arm was too heavy to pull away.
He sighed as he looked at Fu Xingyun.
Lin Qiong instantly bristled, "You're impatient with me?!"
Fu Xingyun: "I haven't said anything yet."
Lin Qiong: "Then why are you sighing?"
"Then ask yourself why you don't listen to what I'm saying."
Fu Xingyun pulled Lin Qiong closer to him, saying, "No matter why you hit him today, I don't blame you."
Lin Qiong pouted, "Then why didn't you drive?"
Fu Xingyun asked in confusion, "Open what?"
"Start cursing at him." Before Fu Xingyun could voice his doubts, he heard someone continue, "When I was criticizing Fu Jinghong in the car, you should have joined me in cursing him."
"You're angry because I didn't yell at him?"
Lin Qiong nodded her head. "That's what a normal appearance looks like."
Fu Xingyun asked, puzzled, "Why?"
"Because you and I are family, he isn't. You have to protect him. When I say bad things about him, you have to say bad things too."
The man's expression froze slightly.
Lin Qiong said sternly, "Do you understand?"
The man nodded.
"Fu Jinghong is a bastard."
Fu Xingyun drove like an emotionless machine, curtly muttering, "Bastard."
Lin Qiong was satisfied after hearing this, then asked in confusion, "Why didn't you say you were home when you were in the car?"
"Because you're driving."
"What does this have to do with my driving?"
Fu Xingyun was silent for a moment, then said, "You don't know?"
Lin Qiong: ...
Fang said nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said everything.
Seeing the improvement in his complexion, Bu Weifu Xingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
For the next few days, Lin Qiong stayed home as usual, cooking three meals a day and keeping Fu Xingyun company. On Sunday, just as dawn broke, Lin Qiong was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone by her bedside. "Hello."
Wang Cheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you up? Pack your things and let's go."
Lin Qiong perked up immediately upon hearing Fang's words, "Are you there?"
Wang Cheng: "That's right, it is."
Lin Qiong got out of bed and started getting dressed. "Didn't you say a week later?"
Wang Cheng: "How many days have you been at home?"
Lin Qiong was still half asleep and hadn't quite grasped the meaning yet. "Seven days."
Wang Cheng: "A week is fucking seven days a week!!!"
"..."
Lin Qiong quickly packed her suitcase. In the rush, she didn't have time to make breakfast, so she made Fu Xingyun a bowl of instant noodles and left him a small note.
By the time they got into the car, a thin layer of sweat had appeared on her fair forehead.
Wang Cheng: "What did you do that made you so tired?"
Lin Qiong, panting, said, "Get up."
"..."
At this moment, the young man's spiky hair showed how busy he had been that morning.
Looking at the exhausted Lin Qiong, Wang Cheng asked, "What kind of image is this?"
Lin Qiong: "The head of the household who goes out to earn money."
Then, looking at it, she asked in return, "Doesn't it look like it?"
Wang Cheng looked blank. "It looks like it."
They were in a hurry, but fortunately, they still had plenty of time to prepare for makeup and styling after Lin Qiongda left the film set.
The stylist ruffled Lin Qiong's hair, saying, "Your role will wrap up filming in two more days."
Lin Qiong: "That's pretty fast."
Stylist: "What are your plans after filming wraps up?"
Without hesitation, Lin Qiong said, "Let's go home."
"..." Stylist: "I meant your career."
"Take it one step at a time."
The stylist laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so steady and methodical."
Lin Qiong: "After all, we only work once every six months."
"..."
Lin Qiong changed into her costume and came to the set. Ying saw her and went up to her, saying, "Long time no see."
Lin Qiong greeted her as well, "Is everything settled?"
"It's all taken care of." Ying said, pulling Lin Qiong to a corner. "Be careful what you do when you come to visit the set today."
Lin Qiong was somewhat puzzled, "Why should we be careful?"
"The people visiting the set were from Qin Weichu's family. If they didn't like someone, who knows how they would cause trouble."
This scene is about Mu confessing his love to the female lead. He only has two lines, inviting her to meet him at the bridge the next day.
Lin Qiong and Ying started filming, and many people were watching from all around.
Qin Heng looked at the person in the center of the group, "Is it him?"
Qin Weichu nodded.
"Nothing special."
Qin Weichu, unusually, didn't look down on him. "He's special, different from others."
"for example?"
"He dared to insult me."
"..."
Looking at Qin Weichu, Qin Heng felt for a moment that he was like a masochist. "If you like it, just take the money and play with it."
"That's so vulgar, what I want is love." Qin Weichu: "Can't I just let him fall in love with me on his own?"
"On what grounds?"
Just as Qin Weichu was about to start, he heard his brother say, "With your bad temper?"
"..." Qin Weichu gritted his teeth, "Based on my sincerity."
Qin Heng carefully examined the group of people, feeling that some of them looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
Then he didn't make things difficult for himself; if he couldn't remember, it probably wasn't anything important.
"Just you wait, I'll confess my feelings to him and give him a surprise after he finishes filming."
Qin Heng: "You think this is a surprise?"
Qin Weichu: "Isn't it a pleasant surprise that I like him?"
"You're just like me in this way."
"Handsome and rich?"
"Confident enough."
"..."
Qin Heng stopped teasing him, his phone vibrating in his pocket. "I'm going to take this call."
Qin Weichu waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up and leave."
Qin Heng walked a short distance away.
"Today's meeting has been postponed."
Qin Heng raised an eyebrow. "That's exactly what I was thinking too, regarding these matters today."
"Still not back in China?"
"It was done yesterday."
"What is it?"
"It's about my brother's future." Then Qin Heng asked, "What's that snoring sound coming from your end?"
"Eat instant noodles."
"Hey, what's going on? Although I missed your wedding, I recently heard that the little drama queen you married is taking incredibly good care of you." Qin Heng joked, "How's married life?"
Fu Xingyun looked down at the small note on the table. "Not bad."
On the other side, Lin Qiong had just finished filming, thanked the staff, and was about to leave when she was suddenly stopped.
Looking at the familiar nostrils, Lin Qiong said, "Long time no see."
Just as Qin Weichu was about to speak, he listened carefully and continued, "It's fine if we don't meet."
"..."
Qin Weichu took a deep breath. "I have something to tell you."
"What's up?"
When asked, the young master hesitated, saying, "We have nowhere to talk about this."
Lin Qiong resolutely refused, "No."
"Why? I'm talking to you!"
Qin Weichu looked at Lin Qiong in disbelief, as if to say that this was a gift from her.
"I just don't want to."
"I'm going to sue you."
Lin Qiong was startled. "Then let's go somewhere else."
"..."
In the corner, Qin Weichu mentally organized his thoughts, "I..."
Lin Qiong: "I refuse."
Qin Weichu asked in surprise, "Why?"
"Because I don't like you."
Why don't you like me?
Lin Qiong looked at him with a disapproving expression, "Don't you have any self-awareness?"
Qin Weichu didn't give up, "But Lin Qiong, I like you. I was deeply attracted to you during our last argument. You're the first person who dared to talk to me like this."
Lin Qiong: Always looking at her phone on the subway (jpg)
It's got that Mary Sue vibe.
Lin Qiong said that she couldn't confront this young master head-on, and said tactfully, "Thank you for your interest, but I refuse."
Qin Weichu choked, "Why? Am I not handsome? Am I not rich?"
"No, it's my own fault."
What's the reason?
"I don't like people like you."
Qin Weichu exploded, "Can't I change what you don't like about me?"
"I liked the way you didn't like me before."
"..." Qin Weichu took a deep breath, "Besides these, what kind of people do you like?"
Lin Qiong replied without hesitation, "I like younger women."
Qin Weichu, two years younger than Lin Qiong, gritted his teeth, "What about now?"
"You like me to be a little aloof."
"What?!"
"Don't look at it with your nose."
"..."
Qin Weichu gritted his teeth, "You..."
Lin Qiong raised her hand and said, "I was ungrateful."
"You're great, I'm not good enough for you, forget me, next one."
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