Chapter 100
Lin Qiong felt like her whole body was falling apart even while sitting. She tried to get up and go to the bathroom, but her legs gave way as soon as she took a step.
She almost fell onto the carpet with a thud. Fortunately, there was a carpet, but Lin Qiong was sore all over and groaned as she fell.
Upon hearing the noise, Fu Xingyun quickly got up and immediately saw the person lying on the ground. The person was not covered up, and the sunlight streaming in from the French windows shone on the person, making their already fair skin even more translucent and the marks on their body more obvious.
The man swallowed hard, then quickly picked her up and carried her back to bed.
Fu Xingyun frowned. "How did it fall down?"
Lin Qiong's eyes darted away. "I just want to take a shower."
Why didn't you call me?
"..."
If I call you that, can I still call it a shower?
It's called digging your own grave.
But Lin Qiong didn't say anything. She glanced at the other person's eyes and silently curled herself up in the blanket. "I saw you were still sleeping, so I thought I'd go by myself."
Fu Xingyun tucked the stray hairs from his forehead behind his head, and as he raised his hand, the muscle lines on his body became more prominent.
"Call me next time."
Lin Qiong stared at him with her mouth agape like a dumb goose. Fu Xingyun was a real man in every way.
He then nodded.
Seeing that the person was not making a sound, Fu Xingyun assumed that the fall had hurt the person, and was about to turn the person over to check.
Where did you fall?
Lin Qiong was so frightened that she quickly wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, saying, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
Seeing the man's nervous expression, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Are you guarding against me?"
Lin Qiong: "So you knew?"
"..."
He then wrapped the blanket around himself even tighter, acting like a silkworm, and blatantly lied. "It's nothing, I just fell, I didn't feel any pain."
He heard the thud just now, and Lin Qiong couldn't possibly not be in pain.
Fu Xingyun said with a serious expression, "You called out just now."
The screaming means it hurt.
Lin Qiong: "I called it last night too."
"..."
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath. "The nature of the matter is different."
Lin Qiong glanced at him, "Actually, it's the same."
"..."
The man, who had been about to move, froze instantly, his usually calm eyes now showing uncharacteristic shock and disbelief.
For a moment, they seemed to freeze in place, completely still.
Lin Qiong saw this, pursed her lips to suppress a laugh, her face turning slightly red. Then she raised her hand and kissed the person on the cheek before quickly wrapping herself in the blanket and heading to the bathroom.
Before leaving, he left a comment: "Study hard and make progress every day."
"..."
This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to men.
Lin Qiong wasn't feeling well last night!
Fu Xingyun sat on the edge of the bed in utter defeat, his hands clasped together and his head propped up, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
When Lin Qiong came out of the bathroom, the man was still in the same position as when he went in, motionless.
Lin Qiong's legs were trembling as she walked. She had only said those things because she was angry at how harsh he had been last night. Now, seeing the other person's defeated look, she couldn't bear it and went to coax him, "What's wrong?"
Fu Xingyun turned her head away. "It's nothing."
"Why aren't you looking at me if there's nothing wrong?"
"It's because my academic knowledge is insufficient."
Lin Qiong held back her laughter, her face turning as red as an apple.
He then patted the other person's broad, rugged back and said, "It's okay, I know you tried your best."
This sentence is even more devastating.
Lin Qiong, true to her love-obsessed persona, comforted the other person again, hugging their head tightly, saying, "But you need to know that no matter what you are like, I will love you."
Then he left a kiss of true love on the person's forehead.
Smack—
Fu Xingyun sat there like a statue for a moment, his mood like a roller coaster, just like a student who has been a top student all his life suddenly got a failing grade, but the teacher, looking at his past performance, raised it to sixty.
But apart from 100 points, 60 points is almost the same as zero points in the eyes of this top student who is nearly 30 years old.
After comforting the person, Lin Qiong lay down comfortably on the bed, only her head sticking out, and said, "Go to work."
Actually, Lin Qiong still feels shy when she looks at him now. She can't look at him for more than ten seconds without unconsciously looking away, as if a little person is hitting her heart with a big hammer.
Fu Xingyun was even more embarrassed. He had lost his essence overnight, and not only did they not praise him, but now they were even chasing him away.
You can imagine how much they disliked it.
Fu Xingyun tried to regain some control, saying, "I'll stay home with you today."
Lin Qiong blushed and shrank back under the covers, saying shyly, "No need, besides, you can still make it to the company now."
Fu Xingyun, seeing the girl's cute appearance, felt a strong urge to go and said, "I'm not going."
Lin Qiong: "That won't do."
As she spoke, she poked her little head out from under the covers, "A tyrant doesn't hold court in the morning!"
Fu Xingyun: ...
Actually, Lin Qiong knew that men were busy even without the other party saying it. He had also seen the recent financial news about Fu Xingyun. First, Fu's Group acquired land and buildings. He had a lot to do every day, including social engagements. He came back slightly drunk yesterday.
If she stayed home with him for a day, she didn't know how long she would be exhausted afterwards. Lin Qiong was reluctant to part with him, but she was even more reluctant to see him suffer.
She stretched out her little hand and waved, saying, "Goodbye."
Fu Xingyun looked blank. "Lin Qiong, we just met yesterday."
He grabbed the person's hand and said, "Give me another chance."
Lin Qiong's heart sank instantly. He wasn't even fully recovered yet; if this happened again, he would be dead.
He then gently pushed the other person's hand away, saying, "Maybe next time."
"Why?"
Don't you have any self-awareness?
"..."
Finally, the man, dressed neatly, stood by the door, his gaze filled with reluctance as he looked towards the bedside, his voice as calm as ever, "I'm leaving."
The little head that was shaking its head while lying on the bed suddenly froze, and then it didn't reply, but lay flat and pouted.
Fu Xingyun understood the other person's meaning almost instantly, strode to the bedside, and then lowered his head to give the person a hard kiss on the pouting lips.
"I will definitely come back soon."
Lin Qiong shrank back slightly after being kissed, then said shyly, "I'll wait for you."
After hearing this, Fu Xingyun was even less willing to leave. In the end, it was only after Lin Qiong persuaded him that he finally agreed to go to work.
The man watched the person on the bed leave with reluctance, making it seem to anyone who didn't know better think that she would never come back.
Lin Qiong watched as the door closed completely, then reached out and hugged the pillow that Fu Xingyun had used last night. She then rolled around on the bed like a washing machine spin dryer.
The tip of my nose caught the scent of the other person lingering on the pillow.
Lin Qiong felt that she would never like anyone else like she liked Fu Xingyun.
After hugging enough pillows, Lin Qiong finally got up around noon. She ordered takeout first and then went out to throw out the trash.
"Kid!"
Lin Qiong had only taken a few steps when she was suddenly called back.
Looking back, it was none other than an old man dressed in designer clothes and wearing tattered clothes.
The old man looked at Lin Qiong with surprise and delight, and quickly walked up to her with the cardboard he had just picked up. "You're finally back."
Lin Qiong smiled and nodded, "Mm."
The old man looked the man up and down, as if he were looking at his eldest grandson whom he hadn't seen for many years. "He's changed a lot."
Lin Qiong smiled and said, "You too."
The old man with the shabby clothes: "For example?"
"The brand I'm wearing has been changed to the latest model."
"..."
Seeing that Lin Qiong's walking posture was awkward, he asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"
Before Lin Qiong could speak, the old man in the rags continued, "Work injury."
Lin Qiong nodded quickly.
As expected of my uncle, he knows how to come up with a reason.
The old man with the tattered clothes was grinning from ear to ear when he saw Lin Qiong. Although his children took good care of him, he had no one to keep him company. He knew they were busy and didn't ask for anything, but they should come back a few times a year. However, he only came back once a year for the Chinese New Year.
Lin Qiong used to talk to him about everything. He hadn't chatted with anyone for a long time. Gradually, as time went by, he started to treat Lin Qiong like a grandson, and they developed feelings for each other.
But who knew that a few months ago, he suddenly stopped coming back. Every day after he finished picking up the trash, he would wait by the trash can for a while, but each time he never saw Lin Qiong come to throw away the trash like before.
He had no one to talk to anymore.
That's why he was so excited to see them return. Then, remembering something, he asked, "Are you leaving again this time?"
The midday sun shone on the young man, and a gentle breeze rustled the branches and leaves, ruffling his hair. The young man's smile was as bright as the sun, and he raised his hand to show the ring on his left hand. "I'm not leaving."
Upon hearing this, the old man quickly replied, "That's good, that's good."
The two chatted for a few more minutes before saying goodbye. Afterwards, Lin Qiong thought that since they were already out, they might as well go and buy some groceries together, since he hadn't cooked for Fu Xingyun in a long time.
As he spoke, he took the gold card and, step by step, bravely made his way to the market despite his disability.
——
As soon as Fu Xingyun entered the office, he saw Qin Heng drinking tea. Qin Heng was a little surprised to see him and said, "Xue, you're here. I thought you weren't coming today."
He pointed to the clock, but the hands had only moved one minute past the start of the workday.
Fu Xingyun: ...
"Get back to work, the sooner you resolve this, the sooner you can relax." With that, Qin Heng stood up and patted Fu Xingyun on the shoulder. "Your cheap brother caused trouble again yesterday. Looks like he's been pushed to the limit."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xingyun's eyes darkened. "Isn't this exactly what I wanted?"
Qin Heng clapped his hands. Even though the other party had broken his leg, his personality was still the same as before. He would never defeat the other party quickly and decisively, but would torture him again and again until he was exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Didn't your father contact you to tell you to stop?"
Qin Heng offered Fu Xingyun a cigarette, but Fu Xingyun refused, saying, "He can't control me."
As he spoke, his eyes darkened menacingly, "After all, he was also partly coerced."
Qin Heng, holding a cigarette, asked, "Aren't you going to smoke?"
Fu Xingyun shook his head. "He doesn't like it."
Qin Heng's hand holding the cigarette froze instantly. Fine, he was all alone.
The two then began working.
The secretary had delivered documents several times, and noticed that the boss's mood was noticeably different today; he seemed both happy and heavy-hearted.
During his break, Fu Xingyun thought about what Lin Qiong had said that morning, and the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt.
Qin Heng glanced at the time; it was lunchtime. "Let's go eat."
Fu Xingyun: "Go ahead."
Qin Heng: Aren't you going to eat?
Seeing that the person remained silent, Qin Heng continued, "You can't do it this way."
The man turned his head almost instantly. "Who are you calling incapable?"
Qin Heng: ? ? ?
Fu Xingyun asked with a serious expression, "You're saying I'm not good enough?"
A man can't say no!
Qin Heng: ...
Qin Heng didn't know what was wrong with the other person, and then said, "What do you mean by 'can' or 'can't'? I mean you can't go without eating."
Fu Xingyun felt relieved and got up to go to the staff canteen.
It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when Fu Xingyun stood up abruptly.
Qin Heng, whose eyes were getting tired from reading the documents, glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"get off work."
Qin Heng glanced at the time. "It's only four o'clock."
Fu Xingyun said in a heavy tone, "It's already four o'clock."
"..."
Good grief, you're just standing here with me.
Qin Heng suddenly realized something, "Lin Qiong is back?"
Fu Xingyun put on his suit jacket and said, "Hmm."
Looking at the mountain of documents, Qin Heng grabbed the other person and pleaded, "Can you please not leave!"
Fu Xingyun coldly removed the person's hand, "I've already promised him."
Qin Heng: "As expected, all men are the same."
"..."
After hearing this, Qin Heng leaned back in his boss's chair. No wonder the other party was in such a hurry to go home; it turned out there was a precious treasure waiting for him in the golden house.
After picking up a portion of the documents, Fu Xingyun left the office without lingering.
The secretariat staff were startled and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Boss, is something the matter?"
Fu Xingyun: "Yes."
Secretary: "Is there anything I can do?"
Fu Xingyun glanced at him and said, "I can leave work by myself."
"..."
The secretary was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses. The boss was actually leaving get off work now!
The other person usually stays at the company until dark before leaving, I didn't expect them to be leaving get off work now.
Fu Xingyun was eager to get home and see Lin Qiong.
However, he was stopped as soon as he left the company.
"Fu Xingyun!"
The man stopped and looked at Fu Jinghong across from him with a casual gaze.
The security team nearby wanted to go forward, but were stopped by the man's gesture.
Fu Jinghong looked much thinner than before. "Aren't you fucking going too far! We're still brothers, and this is how you treat me? Don't forget who took over the Fu family business after you broke your leg!"
"Even if I haven't done anything outstanding, I've still put in a lot of effort. What right do you have to remove me from the list? What right do you have?!"
Being removed from the list means that he has absolutely no connection with any of the Fu family's assets.
Looking at the disheveled appearance of the person in front of him, Fu Xingyun felt a wicked sense of pleasure on his face.
Fu Jinghong stared at the other person with wide eyes, "You did this on purpose! You absolutely did it on purpose!"
Fu Xingyun: "Of course."
Fu Jinghong clenched his fists. "Why?!"
Fu Xingyun: "You should ask yourself that question."
Fu Jinghong was taken aback. "Ask...ask what?"
Fu Xingyun said coldly, "You really don't know?"
The man's judging gaze made him feel guilty. Fu Jinghong's eyes darted around, and his heart pounded wildly. A feeling of discomfort and suffocation rose up, making him feel somewhat unwell.
Just then, Fu Xingyun spoke up, "You gave that kid a lot of money back then, didn't you?"
Fu Jinghong's eyes widened instantly. "You...you know?"
Fu Xingyun stopped looking at him and strode past him.
Fu Jinghong clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled for a moment.
It's always like this, always like this! Fu Xingyun always looks at him with that condescending gaze, full of disdain and annoyance from the very first day he entered the house. Didn't he try to be friendly to him, or flatter him? And in the end, his "good older brother" still harbors resentment towards him and his mother for entering the house, even...
Fu Jinghong closed his eyes...
He even killed his mother!
What right does a murderer have to stand on such a high pedestal? Compared to Fu Xingyun, what has he done? He merely broke the other's leg and relinquished his power, while the other took his mother's life.
Fu Jinghong clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to bleed.
He then took out his phone, hoping to grasp at the last straw.
The call connected, and Fu Jinghong said, "Dad."
"Jinghong, what's the matter?"
"My older brother fired me from the company."
"What?! He removed you from the list?"
"Yes, Dad, do you think there's any way?!"
The voice on the other end sounded hesitant, "Jinghong, your older brother..."
Fu Jinghong felt a sense of despair. "Is there really no way?"
"Dad can't do anything about it."
He can't control Fu Xingyun at all now, let alone interfere in the company. It's already good enough if he doesn't cause trouble for him. But Jing Hong has been his favorite since childhood and can't bear to see him suffer any grievances.
"All the real estate under Dad's name will belong to you in the future."
But what is that worth? Compared to the Fu family, it's nothing. What he always wanted was the Fu family. His mother's greatest wish was to take him back to the Fu family to acknowledge his ancestors. But after he did acknowledge them, his mother passed away.
Fu Jinghong spoke up, "Dad, do you remember how Mom died?"
The voice on the other end paused, followed by a moment of silence.
The police initially said it was suicide, but when the other person jumped, Fu Xingyun was in the same place. The two talked about something on the rooftop before the mother jumped.
Although it was suicide, in the hearts of the father and son, it was Fu Xingyun who drove them to their deaths.
This incident made him wary and disgusted with his eldest son, while at the same time he loved his youngest son even more.
——
Fu Xingyun hurriedly returned home, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Lin Qiong running around in the kitchen.
The other person was wearing an apron with a white strap tied in a knot at the back. They were clearly in a good mood, humming a song.
Fu Xingyun just leaned against the door and watched.
He suddenly realized he should buy Lin Qiong more aprons.
After putting the food in the pan, the other person took out their phone to check the time and muttered, "Why aren't they back yet?"
He then coughed dramatically and made a phone call.
Two bells rang at the same time. Lin Qiong subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and turned around to see Fu Xingyun standing by the door.
A smile instantly appeared on Lin Qiong's face, as bright as a sunflower, her eyes filled with surprise and love, "Xingyun."
Fu Xingyun was captivated when he saw it.
Lin Qiong, like a little bird returning to its nest, fluttered her wings and came to the person's side.
Fu Xingyun caught the other person and said, "Mm."
Lin Qiong didn't ask when the other person had returned, but whispered in their ear, "I missed you."
"I miss you too." Fu Xingyun was almost completely infatuated with the other person. When he was with her, his brain stopped thinking for a moment, and he lost all sense of principle.
If he could, he would love to carry the other person with him wherever he goes.
Lin Qiong kissed the person on the cheek.
Fu Xingyun discovered that the other person seemed to prefer kissing his cheek to kissing him.
Then, his eyes gleamed, "Just here?"
Lin Qiong didn't understand, and kissed the other person's cheek.
Then he smiled and said, "Is it okay now?"
The man was too soft-hearted and gave a faint "hmm".
Lin Qiong looked at the other person and, seeing that they seemed to be in good spirits, asked, "How are you today?"
Fu Xingyun: "It's alright, but..."
Lin Qiong was taken aback and swallowed hard. "But what?"
The man lowered his head and whispered in the other person's ear, "I don't have time to study."
Lin Qiong shrank her neck from the heat, but the man continued to list things in her ear, "You have to go to work in the morning and not until the afternoon. When you come back in the afternoon, you still have to eat dinner. The only time you can study is in the evening."
The meaning behind those words is almost explicit, if not implicit.
Lin Qiong's cheeks flushed slightly. "Then I won't bother you. You should focus on your studies."
“What I mean is…” Fu Xingyun hugged the other person tighter, “we need to put it into practice.”
Lin Qiong's eyes widened. "You can't drive without a driver's license!"
Fu Xingyun: "Practice drives progress."
"..."
Seeing that the other person was speechless for a moment, Fu Xingyun suddenly softened his tone, "Or is it that you don't want to be with me?"
The man looked at him with sadness in his eyes, his handsome face filled with sorrow, like a large dog that had been abandoned.
Lin Qiong couldn't bear it for a moment, fiddling with the buttons on the other person's collar with her fingers, "I didn't say I was unwilling."
Fu Xingyun looked at him and a smile appeared on his lips.
With slender fingers, he lifted the person's chin, intending to lower his head and kiss him.
Ding-dong...
Lin Qiong shuddered instantly and placed her hand on the person's chest, "Someone's coming."
Fu Xingyun pinched the person's chin again, "Don't worry about it."
He then prepared to continue.
Ding-dong!
Ding-dong!
Ding-dong!
Fu Xingyun: ...
Then came a series of knocks on the door, as if in a great hurry. The person on the other end was shouting loudly, and could be heard through the kitchen window.
"Uncle! Uncle, are you there?"
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath instantly.
Lin Qiong was surprised, "My eldest nephew is here."
"Ignore him."
Fu Xingyun thought that Fu Jinglin would give up when no one opened the door, but the husky went straight to the French windows in the yard and patted the French windows in the living room.
"Uncle! Uncle! I'm here! Open the door!"
Fu Xingyun: ...
Finally, with no other option, the two were forced to separate, and Fu Xingyun went to open the door for someone.
As soon as the door opened, Fu Jinglin hurried inside.
But the man stopped her abruptly, asking, "What are you doing here?"
Fu Jinglin mimicked Lin Qiong's approach, saying, "I missed you, so I came to see you."
"Watch the way you talk."
"..."
Goodness, they're picky about who they hire.
Fu Jinglin, carrying a bag, looked at people with a somewhat guilty expression, for three reasons.
1. He was kicked out by his mother.
2. Knowing that Lin Qiong had returned, I planned to come and see her.
3. Time to eat!
Then Fu Jinglin picked out the most important point and said, "Come and eat."
Fu Xingyun saw through the other person's thoughts almost instantly, but today he unusually didn't call it out. "Really?"
Fu Jinglin was surprised that his uncle didn't expose him and even gave him a way out. He nodded gratefully, "Yes, I just came to eat."
Fu Xingyun stepped aside to let him in.
Lin Qiong saw Fu Jinglin and greeted him with a smile, "Nephew, it's been a long time."
Fu Jinglin waved back, "Long time no see."
Lin Qiong was surprised, "Your temper has improved."
"..." Fu Jinglin: "I've never always been like this."
For a moment, she couldn't guess what image he had in Lin Qiong's mind.
Seeing that it was almost time, Lin Qiong said, "Let's eat."
As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen, where Fu Jinglin washed his hands and waited at the table, eager to get started.
Putting everything else aside, Lin Qiong's cooking is really delicious. Because of this, when Lin Qiong suddenly left, he even made excuses for him, saying that his uncle was not good.
Fu Jinglin ate quite a bit during the meal, and Lin Qiong got up and went into the kitchen.
Fu Xingyun glanced at Fu Jinglin, who was sitting to the side burping, and asked, "Have you finished eating?"
Fu Jinglin smiled and nodded, "I'm full."
The next moment, the man pointed to the door and said, "Go."
Fu Jinglin: ...
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