Chapter 53 He Loves Me So Much
During a break in the meeting, Qi Xing was staring at the WeChat chat interface with Ye Xingzhou in a daze. Suddenly, he heard someone around him mention Ye Xingzhou's name, and subconsciously diverted some of his attention to it.
Others were chatting and discussing the recent noisy battle over the Ye family’s equity acquisition.
Lin Hongfei followed Wang Pengfa from Shengfa and bought a large number of Ye's stocks in the secondary market. They made rapid progress. The Ye's side remained silent. After they were so bloodthirsty that they almost bet their lives and properties on the conspiracy, Ye Xingzhou finally reacted and reported them to the China Securities Regulatory Commission by real name for market manipulation, insider trading and illegal fundraising.
"The Securities Regulatory Commission has accepted the case and started investigating. The police have also intervened. I don't know about Shengfa, but it is said that Lin Hongfei was taken away directly during the company's board meeting. Not only them, but the third son of the Ye family, Ye Wanqing, was also involved and was taken away for investigation. It is said that the second son of the family, Ye Wanyao, was also involved, but he is abroad and was not directly involved, so he should be able to escape."
The people who were chatting sighed in admiration, saying that Young Master Ye was always very secretive and calm, but as soon as he made a move, he would hit the opponent's weak spot without leaving any room for maneuver.
After this incident, Ye Xingzhou's position in the Ye family was completely consolidated and no one could shake it anymore.
Qi Xing was a little speechless. A tyrant was indeed a tyrant. What Ye Xingzhou did was indeed in line with his style.
However, he is a super handsome man and he is super loving.
Ye Xingzhou's WeChat message came in at the right time: "Can you come over tonight?"
Qi Xing stared at the line of words. Actually, Ye Xingzhou had changed a little. In the past, what he sent was not a question, but an order like "Come over tonight".
Qi Xing was very pleased with this and decided to go there soon. He replied deliberately to keep the other person on suspense: "Let's talk about it later. It depends on my mood and whether there is anything else to do later."
After the meeting, Qi Xing skipped work early again after such a long time. He left the company before four o'clock and drove to the Ye Building.
As he took the elevator upstairs with familiarity, he adjusted his hair facing the elevator door.
The moment the door opened, he still had one hand on his head and met Lin Zhinian's gaze from outside the door: "..."
Why is this person here again?
Qi Xing’s first reaction was that a vixen had come to his house and wanted to beat him up.
But he smiled and greeted the other person: "Teacher Lin, we meet again."
Seeing that he looked a little cold, Lin Zhinian nodded, walked into the elevator, and didn't intend to say more to him.
Qi Xing thought for a moment, pressed the door-opening button, and gestured to Lin Zhinian: "Let's chat?"
Five minutes later, they stood by the French window in the empty corridor on this floor. Lin Zhinian spoke first: "Mr. Qi, please speak directly. I have something else to do and need to go back in a hurry."
"What are you doing here? Are you going to reminisce about the past with Ye Xingzhou and play the emotional card again?"
Qi Xing was indeed very direct, so direct that Lin Zhinian's face changed instantly, but he pretended not to notice and continued: "Let me guess, you are dressed so formally today, with a tie on, you are not here on your own behalf, so you are here on behalf of your family or company? I have also heard about your second uncle. He refused to sell the company to Ye Xingzhou before, and even teamed up with others to take over Ye's. Now that he is at the end of his rope and has nowhere else to go, he wants to turn around and ask Ye Xingzhou to save you and spend money to buy Bo Shun?"
Lin Zhinian had a cold face and said nothing. Qi Xing knew that he had guessed correctly: "But Ye Xingzhou definitely didn't agree, right? He was interested in Boshun before because he wanted the 3,000 nails of that broken ship, but your second uncle sold it to Shengfa. Your Boshun is really just an empty shell. Only a fool would buy it. If he wants more, he can just talk to the people from Shengfa. How could he care about you? I think those who asked you to come, including you, probably know this, but they won't be willing to give up unless they try, so they pushed you out and wanted Ye Xingzhou to ask him to save you because of the past relationship?"
Qi Xing was right about what he said. Lin Zhinian was extremely embarrassed and clenched his fists: "It has nothing to do with you."
The last time he came, he was indeed harboring delusions and wanted to seek an explanation from Ye Xingzhou, but what he got in return was a condescending ridicule from the young master in front of him. This time, he almost trampled on his self-esteem to beg Ye Xingzhou, but the man remained indifferent and was so cold-blooded that it was almost scary.
Even after this, Qi Xing still refused to let him go and wanted to watch him make a fool of himself.
"Don't be angry," Qi Xing waved his hand, "Relax, I'm not here to make you unhappy because I'm bored, Teacher Lin, why don't you listen to my advice, it's like this, why do you still care about your second uncle or those other people's life and death? What does it have to do with you whether they get in or go bankrupt? I don't think your second uncle treats you very well, you said you're not happy in the Lin family, why do you still care about them, you're not a teenager who needs the family's protection, you have a successful career, are you still worried about having no way to make a living if you leave the Lin family? Why do you want to sink with them?"
Lin Zhinian stared at him with wide eyes, as if he didn't expect Qi Xing to suddenly say such a thing, and for a moment he even forgot to react.
Qi Xing smiled and said, "I'm not wrong, am I? You used to get dividends from Boshun, so helping your uncle was worthwhile. Now that Boshun is like this, there's no way to save it, so just ignore it. Or are you really short of money? How about this? At the charity reception last year, didn't Ye Xingzhou spend 8 million to buy the painting donated by my uncle and give it to you? You can sell it to me for a flat price of 8 million."
When he spoke of the latter part, his tone became a little sour. Ye Xingzhou, that bastard, said that he had no interest in me anymore, but he was still willing to give me a painting worth eight million. He was really generous.
Lin Zhinian was stunned for a long time: "...You want that painting?"
Qi Xing: “Hmm.”
Lin Zhinian frowned: "That painting is not worth eight million at all."
Ye Xingzhou bought the painting in the first place to show his support for Mr. Chen. The painting itself might be worthless in Ye Xingzhou's eyes. He gave it to him just in exchange for the painting that was taken away from him, or to go with the flow and deliberately make people misunderstand their relationship. It was because of this painting that his second uncle and other people in his family believed that Ye Xingzhou still had feelings for him and were easily fooled by Ye Xingzhou.
Even he himself, knowing it was fake, couldn't help deceiving himself until now when he finally woke up from the dream.
"I know, but it doesn't matter. I have money and I won't take advantage of you. Since Ye Xingzhou spent eight million to buy the painting, I will spend eight million to buy it. If you are willing, you can send someone to deliver the painting to Ye Xingzhou's house and I will transfer the money to you."
Qi Xing added, "You don't have to go there in person."
Lin Zhinian stared at his smiling peach blossom eyes, was silent for a moment, and agreed: "Okay."
He really needed the money, and there was no need for him to pretend to be noble any longer. Besides, the painting was meaningless. In fact, he should have seen clearly when Ye Xingzhou gave away the painting he had painted without hesitation.
"Finally, a piece of advice, Teacher Lin. There's no need to dwell on memories that have long passed and have been beautified through filters. It's meaningless. Just move on." Qi Xing's tone was rarely sincere.
Lin Zhinian was stunned again, came back to his senses and said nothing more. He nodded, turned and left.
After the people left, Qi Xing snorted and turned to go to Ye Xingzhou's office.
The female secretary in charge of reception saw that he was not surprised at all, and immediately stood up to greet him with a smile on her face: "Good afternoon, Mr. Qi, the chairman is inside, there is no one else, you can go in directly."
Qi Xing thanked the person with a smile and pushed open the door.
Ye Xingzhou was concentrating on his work behind his desk. When he saw him come in, his eyebrows twitched and he looked away.
Qi Xing walked forward and sat sideways on his lap. Ye Xingzhou took him in and put his arm around him, without taking his attention away from the document he had been reading.
"Are you free to come so early today?"
Ye Xingzhou asked casually, yet he was able to continue working at the same time.
Qi Xing sneered: "If you didn't come, how would I know that the vixen came to my house?"
Ye Xingzhou: “Yeah.”
He gently squeezed Qi Xing's waist with one hand, and calmly wrote down instructions on the documents with the other hand.
Qi Xing: "Hmm what?"
Ye Xingzhou: "You've already met him, why are you still asking me what to do?"
Qi Xing couldn't stand his attitude, so he snatched his pen and threw it aside, then helped him stamp the document.
Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes, and Qi Xing's hand pinched his face: "Don't pretend in front of me, I don't like you."
Ye Xingzhou explained helplessly: "He came to talk about his company and wanted to sell it to me, but I refused."
Qi Xing took his hand back and laughed at him: "Father, you are now famous and everyone outside knows that you are a tyrant."
Ye Xingzhou didn't care: "Let them do it."
Qi Xing: "How did you get the evidence of their insider trading? I was wondering why you were so calm and able to sit still before. It turns out you were prepared."
Ye Xingzhou: "Wang Pengfa's special assistant, the one who received you in Beijing, gave you some benefits to get you here."
Qi Xing recalled the man's slick and despicable character at that time and felt a little unbearable. Ye Xingzhou could even deal with such monsters, no wonder he could remain invincible.
He was too lazy to ask and changed the subject: "Lend me 8 million, and I will pay you back when the company your old classmate founded makes money and distributes dividends."
Ye Xingzhou: "Eight million?"
Qi Xing didn't want to explain the reason: "Why, you can't bear to let go?"
What he had just said to Lin Zhinian about being rich was nonsense. All his fortune was invested in the company of his old classmate Ye Xingzhou. He wanted to buy back the painting but didn't want to ask his parents for money, so he had to ask Ye Xingzhou.
Ye Xingzhou didn't ask any more questions. He made a phone call and asked someone to transfer the money to him.
Qi Xing was very satisfied, thinking that Ye Xingzhou was sensible.
Afterwards, Ye Xingzhou also left work early and took the man home to prevent him from running away again on a whim.
When he went to the underground parking lot to get his car, Qi Xing returned to his car and took something out. He sat in the car and put it in front of Ye Xingzhou: "This is for you."
Ye Xingzhou looked over and asked, "What is this?"
"A Qingming Festival gift." Qi Xing said confidently. If he wanted to pursue someone, he had to show some sincerity. Giving gifts during festivals was essential, after all, the nearest festival was Qingming Festival.
Ye Xingzhou: "A Qingming Festival gift?"
Qi Xing: "Do you have any objections?"
Ye Xingzhou opened it and found, as expected, a tie with bright and fancy colors. It was definitely chosen by Qi Xing himself. It was very different in style from the one he had someone buy for him as compensation.
Without waiting for Ye Xingzhou to express whether he liked it or not, Qi Xing reached out and grabbed his tie, pulled him close to him, skillfully helped him untie it, and replaced it with the one he had given him.
After tying it, he looked up at Ye Xingzhou's face. This bastard was also staring at him with a playful look, as if he was watching the fun.
Qi Xing smiled and said, "It looks much better this way, and more energetic. You are my godfather, not my biological father, so you don't have to be of the same generation as my father."
Ye Xingzhou was already used to his nonsense, so he said nothing, sat back indifferently, glanced in the rearview mirror, and started the car.
As soon as he entered Ye Xingzhou's house, Qi Xing jumped on him and hugged his neck and bit him.
Ye Xingzhou held him up with both hands, hugged him and fell into the sofa. Before Qi Xing kissed him, he asked, "Do you want to eat first?"
Qi Xing leaned against him and thought for a while: "Wait a minute."
Ye Xingzhou chuckled: "Are you sure?"
He was worried that if he didn't feed the little wild cat, he would not be able to eat enough.
"Don't laugh." Qi Xing chuckled.
His heartbeat slowed down whenever Ye Xingzhou smiled, and he suspected that Ye Xingzhou was deliberately seducing him.
Ye Xingzhou obediently stopped smiling and stared into his eyes without making any sound. Qi Xing felt more distracted as he was stared at. Just as he was about to say something, the doorbell rang.
It was a delivery company that brought the painting he asked Lin Zhinian to buy to his door.
After checking and confirming, Qi Xing signed for it directly.
Ye Xingzhou folded his arms and watched from the side. After the delivery man left, he raised his chin to Qi Xing and said, "Eight million?"
Qi Xing turned his face away, not wanting to answer him.
This painting is indeed not valuable, and spending eight million to buy it is like throwing money away, but he just doesn't want to leave the painting to Lin Zhinian, and would rather spend the money.
The corners of Ye Xingzhou's lips rose again. Qi Xing couldn't hold back his smile, so he went over and pushed him back onto the sofa, climbed on top, and knelt on him again.
"I told you not to laugh. What's wrong with eight million? I didn't spend any of your money. I will pay you back."
Ye Xingzhou didn't laugh, but his expression was still very happy: "Yeah."
Qi Xing hooked his tie with his fingers, turned it a few times, and muttered with his eyes downcast: "What are you laughing at? Young Master Ye is very rich and generous. He can give away paintings worth eight million to people who are not interested. Isn't it enviable? I am nothing like me. I have to borrow money from others when I want to buy paintings..."
"You don't have to pay back the eight million. Consider it a gift to you." Ye Xingzhou said casually.
Qi Xing: “No.”
Who wants this second-hand stuff?
If he doesn't want to, forget it. Ye Xingzhou didn't force it: "Tell your dad you'll be on vacation next month and go out with me."
"I can't go," Qi Xing snorted, "I don't have time. I have to go abroad. I have to go to New York to ring the bell at the end of the month. My father has personally issued an imperial decree that I must go. Have fun on your own."
Ye Xingzhou: "When will you go, and how many days will you be there?"
"How would I know? The itinerary hasn't been decided yet." Qi Xing said, feeling depressed again, and leaned on Ye Xingzhou's shoulder, "Godfather, please tell me something nice."
Ye Xingzhou lowered his head and touched the tip of his ear, then said two words in a very light voice.
Qi Xing felt itchy and his attention was distracted for a moment, so he didn't hear what the bastard said. He sat up straight and asked, "What did you just say?"
Ye Xingzhou looked at him, and Qi Xing's eyes were filled with hope. He was indeed expecting him to say something.
The two words he just said were, love you.
"Forget it if you didn't hear it. I'll tell you next time."
Qi Xing: "Why wait until next time?"
Ye Xingzhou: "In case you think back later, you will say that I was not sincere enough, not formal enough, and not as good as the eight million offered by others."
Qi Xing: “…”
I'll let you be proud for a few more days.
"When is the next time?"
Ye Xingzhou did not answer but asked: "What birthday gift do you want?"
Qi Xing: "Don't ask me this. Whether it's comparable to eight million or others running all over the city to buy cakes, it all depends on your performance."
"Okay." This time Ye Xingzhou agreed readily.
Qi Xing let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on his shoulder. That was good enough.
It’s just his birthday, he just waits.
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