Chapter 81
The man was taken aback. "What?"
Lin Qiong hurriedly explained, "I was calling you... to wake you up."
Fu Xingyun's gaze shifted to the hand on his cheek. "What are you doing?"
At this moment, Lin Qiong's hand was still pinching the other person's face.
Upon hearing this, he immediately withdrew his hand, lowered his head shyly, and said, "Wake-up service."
"..."
Fu Xingyun slowly sat up in bed, casually brushing the stray hairs from his forehead. His robe fell down, revealing his strong arms. His sharp eyes and the emotion of being woken up made him glance at the man.
Lin Qiong straightened her back instantly, and for a moment she unconsciously stared at the man, swallowing hard.
Having been a man for over twenty years, this is the first time I've felt such a strong masculine charm.
Feeling the intense gaze in the other person's eyes, Fu Xingyun asked, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong snapped out of her daze and quickly looked away, then touched her messy, unkempt hair with a bit of embarrassment.
"It's nothing, I just feel..."
The man leaned against the headboard. "What do you feel?"
Lin Qiong glanced at the man again; his robe was slightly open, and his strong chest suddenly came into view.
Lin Qiong spoke frankly, "I think you're quite pretty."
Fu Xingyun paused in his grasp, about to speak, when the other person continued:
"He looks quite respectable."
"..."
Lin Qiong glanced at the time again, then quickly stood up. "Xingyun, get ready. The doctor should be here by now. Change your clothes and come out for dinner."
As she spoke, Lin Qiong got off the bed and peeked out from the left and right when she opened the door.
Fu Xingyun: ...
You'd think they were having an affair, even though they're a legally married couple.
"What are you doing?"
The other person suddenly spoke, startling Lin Qiong, who turned her head sharply and slammed her head against the door frame with a loud bang.
Lin Qiong groaned and immediately clutched her head, spinning around in pain like a top.
"Lin Qiong!"
Fu Xingyun looked up, threw off the covers and stood up abruptly. Then he realized something was wrong. Just as Lin Qiong was about to look up and tell someone that everything was alright, she heard a "plop".
The man suddenly fell to the ground.
Lin Qiong was so frightened that she forgot about her headache and rushed over to help the other person. However, the carpet under her feet slipped and she fell flat on her face.
The expected pain did not come. Lin Qiong opened her eyes in fear and saw the man pinned down by her.
Lin Qiong was surprised, "Xingyun, you...aren't you by the bedside?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the bed not far away, which was at least two meters away.
Fu Xingyun said, forcing himself to speak, "It's just a matter of acting faster."
Lin Qiong said "oh" and then quickly climbed off the person, "Xingyun, does it hurt?"
Fu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief. "It's alright."
Lin Qiong looked at him and praised him without reservation: "Xingyun, you are really amazing."
The man glanced at him, feeling quite pleased, but still kept an eye on Lin Qiong's head.
Having been startled, Lin Qiong had completely forgotten about bumping her head.
Suddenly her head was pulled down, and Lin Qiong asked in confusion, "Xingyun, what are you doing?"
Fu Xingyun glanced at Lin Qiong's messy hair and said, "Let's see if there are any eggs."
Lin Qiong: ...
Are you polite?
Finally, the man raised his hand and touched the man's head. Seeing that there was no bump, he breathed a sigh of relief, but still kept a cold expression on his face. "Be more careful next time."
Lin Qiong nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "I understand."
Unexpectedly, this cunning old man was quite caring. Lin Qiong helped the man back to bed before leaving the room.
After changing her clothes in her room, Lin Qiong hurriedly went to open the door, presumably because the doctor and nurses had been waiting outside for a long time.
However, when the door was opened, there was no one there except for the medicine box by the door.
Lin Qiong was a little puzzled. She went out of the entrance hall and looked around the yard. Finally, she found the nurse and doctor in the garden, who were talking about something with their heads down.
As Lin Qiong approached, she overheard the two engaging in a heated conversation.
"I think this is a rose."
The doctor shook his head after hearing the nurse's words and chuckled, "You're still too young. This is a peony."
It was early April, spring was in full bloom, and the flowers in the garden were in full bloom, but where the two of them stood, there was only a single sapling.
The nurse examined it carefully for a while and realized that it looked like a rose. "No, it's just that you're old and your eyesight is failing."
Doctor: "You're being a bit arrogant."
"Master's teaching is excellent." He pointed to the lone seedling, "This is a rose."
The doctor glared at him, "Peony!"
Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Lin Qiong. The doctor smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you've come at the right time. We were just discussing the variety of this flower."
He pointed to the lonely flower and said, "This peony is blooming beautifully."
Lin Qiong glanced at it and said, "That's a rose."
"..."
"..."
The nurse laughed and said, "I knew it! No wonder they looked so similar."
Lin Qiong: "For example?"
"They all bloom in April."
"..."
To cover his embarrassment, the doctor pointed and said, "That should be a peony."
Lin Qiong: "That's a rose."
"..."
He is truly knowledgeable.
The group chatted as they walked into the house. The doctor picked up the medicine box by the door and asked, "Did you two oversleep today?"
Lin Qiong nodded.
Didn't you sleep well last night?
Lin Qiong thought for a moment and then nodded, remembering the book under her pillow last night, "I was reading it late into the night yesterday."
"Those two are exceptionally hardworking."
"You flatter me."
Today's practice went quite smoothly. Lin Qiong paid close attention to her opponent's legs and feet, but despite the smooth progress, there was no improvement at all.
Lin Qiong sat on the sofa in the living room, propping her head up with her hand, muttering to herself, "This shouldn't be happening."
He shook his head as he spoke.
They will have been married for a year in a month. Logically speaking, Fu Xingyun's leg should have been healed by now, and he should be getting along very well with the protagonist.
Lin Qiong looked up at the man sitting to the side drinking coffee, then her gaze fell on his legs.
Fu Xingyun noticed the other person's gaze. "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong glanced at it and shook her head. "It's nothing."
But she couldn't help but move closer to him, "Xingyun, have you felt a power lately?"
The man looked at him. "What power?"
The power of bugs.
Lin Qiong has always believed that the villain's ability to rise again is a plot hole.
The villain in another family was paralyzed on one side and bedridden, never to recover, falling into a trough and never causing trouble again.
The villain in this book not only successfully turned the tide and saved the day, but also utterly humiliated the protagonist.
It's likely that the author suddenly realized who the protagonist was and couldn't explain it back, so they suddenly killed off the villain.
Seeing that the person didn't seem to react, Lin Qiong waved her hand and said, "It's nothing."
As the two were chatting, their cell phone suddenly rang. The man glanced at the caller ID and asked, "What is it?"
Qin Heng's voice was tinged with laughter, "Are you coming to the celebration party?"
"Now?"
"Tomorrow night."
Fu Xingyun's first words were, "I'm busy."
“What do you mean you’re not free? The project is finished and we’ve got the Fu family in the bag. There’s no one more free than you right now.” He said in a tone that brooked no refusal, “You have to come tomorrow.”
Fu Xingyun asked in a nonchalant tone, "What are we celebrating?"
Qin Heng: "Have you found the person?"
"That apple?"
"What apple? That's my wife."
Fu Xingyun asked, his voice trembling with rage, "You two are back together?"
Qin Heng: "...No, not at all."
"Did he speak to you?"
No, not at all.
"So what are you celebrating?"
Qin Heng gritted his teeth, "I can't just celebrate, I have to come tomorrow."
He hung up the phone after saying that. Lin Qiong asked curiously, "Who was that?"
"Qin Heng." Fu Xingyun put his phone aside. "There's a party to attend tomorrow."
"Really?" Lin Qiong asked with longing.
Fu Xingyun's heart softened upon seeing this. "You want to go?"
Lin Qiong nodded. He had been in this world for a long time and had attended many banquets, but not many parties. He then nodded and said, "I want to."
The next evening, just as Lin Qiong was about to cook, someone called her back. Lin Qiong turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Fu Xingyun said casually, "Going to a party."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiong hurriedly went upstairs to change her clothes. After dressing neatly, she pushed the person out the door.
When they arrived at Qin Heng's house, there were already quite a few people inside, most of whom Lin Qiong knew, but the protagonist, Qin Heng, was not there.
Li Hanyang saw them and waved, "Come quickly."
The other person looked anxious, as if something serious had happened. Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Hanyang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the two, as if he had seen saviors. He then pointed to the mahjong table behind him and said, "We're one short."
Lin Qiong: ...
Fu Xingyun: ...
Ji Yao looked at Lin Qiong and asked, "Do you know how to play mahjong?"
Lin Qiong: "It'll do."
He glanced at Fu Xingyun and said, "Why don't you do it?"
"No way!" Lin Qiong was a little surprised that Ji Yao spoke up this time. Last time they played cards, Ji Yao dominated and had no rivals.
Lin Qiong: "Why?"
Li Hanyang whispered in his ear, "Old Fu is incredibly good at playing cards."
Lin Qiong glanced down at Fu Xingyun and couldn't tell at all.
Ji Yao didn't give Lin Qiong a choice and insisted on pulling her to the table.
Seeing Fu Xingyun being left aside, Lin Qiong quickly said, "I didn't mean to ignore you. How could I not care about you when I like you so much?"
Seeing that people had already started drawing cards, Fu Xingyun asked expressionlessly, "Then what are you doing?"
Lin Qiong spoke with righteous indignation, “I accept my fate.”
Playing cards is all about luck.
Fearing Fu Xingyun's potential off-field assistance, the group kept a tight rein on him.
A short while later, Qin Heng returned with a sour face, but the atmosphere inside was so cheerful that no one paid any attention to him.
Qin Heng walked over to Fu Xingyun and said, "Let's talk."
Fu Xingyun glanced at him, then pushed the wheelchair.
Qin Heng was about to speak when he was signaled by someone's eyes, so he wisely shut his mouth.
The two walked onto the open-air balcony. Qin Heng casually offered one of them a cigarette, which Fu Xingyun took and glanced at him. "What's going on with you?"
Qin Heng irritably ran his fingers through his hair. "What else could it be but that they've run away again?"
He glanced at Fu Xingyun, one of the few people who knew Fu Xingyun had stood up, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Fu Xingyun exhaled a cloud of mist, the firelight between his fingers flickering, but he did not answer.
Qin Heng saw it immediately, "You don't want the person inside to know?"
The man glanced at him.
The other party instantly understood, "You're a real bastard, Fu Xingyun."
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