Fu Xingyun looked at the other person with a pair of sharp and serious eyes. The handsome face appeared slightly annoyed, with a hint of disbelief in his gaze.
The overwhelming pressure came forward, and Lin Qiong felt a momentary chill in his heart as he watched the person clenching his fists.
Damn! Did he beat someone up after drinking yesterday?
Then he quickly observed the other person and found no visible injuries, breathing a sigh of relief.
But the relief seemed short-lived.
Could it be that he spoke his mind under the influence of alcohol?
Lin Qiong's brain went wild for a moment.
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. He had always been cautious not to provoke this old eccentric guy. Now, just because of a few drinks yesterday, everything might be ruined!
Lin Qiong's legs went soft, and he suddenly pounced on Fu Xingyun's leg, his eyes filled with watery light. "Xingyun!"
No matter what mistake he made, apologizing first couldn't go wrong.
He spoke and reached up to touch the person, hands encircling the man's firm waist, looking up at him with eyes slightly lowered. "Listen to my explanation."
Tears welled up in the person's eyes at this moment. Due to the hangover, there was a faint blush at the corners of his eyes. The whole person was half-leaning on the other, and the angle gave a submissive and obedient posture. Pityingly, he looked strangely appealing.
Fu Xingyun's heart softened a bit. Most of the anger in his chest dissipated, but his expression remained as cold and hard as ever. "Explain what?"
Lin Qiong shivered at the other person's cold tone, then he reached out and grabbed one of the man's hands. "I didn't mean to."
Fu Xingyun originally thought the other person wanted to say they probably forgot about last night's events. Who knew that the next moment, he would hear, "I drank too much yesterday. It was my fault, I was naughty."
Fu Xingyun's eyelids twitched. "What do you mean?"
Lin Qiong blinked his eyes at the person. "Just pretend nothing happened."
Boom—
Fu Xingyun felt like something exploded in his mind.
Abruptly, he pulled his hand out of the other's grasp.
Lin Qiong was stunned, quickly trying to grasp his hand again, "Xingyun... Xingyun..."
"I was wrong." Lin Qiong saw that the person didn't let him hold on, and once again, his hands encircled the man's waist. "Really wrong. A thousand times wrong, it's all my fault."
With a restrained expression, he continued, "If you're still angry, you can hit me, as long as you're not angry."
Fu Xingyun raised his hand to pinch his brow in frustration and threatened, "What did you say?"
Lin Qiong: !!!
Wait! He wouldn't really hit, would he?
Fu Xingyun could clearly feel the person in his arms trembling.
He originally intended to just scare the other person with his anger, never expecting that the other person would take it so seriously.
Feeling a bit wronged, Lin Qiong asked, "Are you really going to hit me?"
Fu Xingyun remained silent.
Lin Qiong's little face instantly drooped, then he reached out a hand, "If you're going to hit, just do it, but don't stay mad at me afterward."
Fu Xingyun glanced at him, then pulled his hand away from the person's waist, "I can see that you don't even realize your mistake."
Saying that, he turned and entered the elevator.
Leaving Lin Qiong alone in the kitchen.
Heaven!
If you wanted me dead, why did you go through all the trouble to let me live in the first place!!!
Feeling defeated, Lin Qiong sat on the ground, holding his head. He couldn't recall the memories of last night, as if nothing had happened at all.
He swore that if he ever touched alcohol again, he'd be a turned into dog!
But continuing this way with Fu Xingyun being angry wasn't a solution. And what exactly happened yesterday remained a mystery.
So, Lin Qiong decided to seek evidence from the only witness of last night, Fu Jinglin.
Wearing slippers, Lin Qiong entered the living room and immediately saw Fu Jinglin happily laughing while holding his phone.
"Nephew."
Fu Jinglin grinned at Lin Qiong, "What's up?"
His tone was light and cheerful, a strong contrast to Lin Qiong's current state.
Indeed, people's joy and sorrow couldn't be shared.
Sitting down beside Fu Jinglin, Lin Qiong said, "I want to ask you something."
Fu Jinglin was in a good mood, "What is it?"
"It's nothing, really." Thinking about the embarrassing things he might have done after drinking last night, Lin Qiong didn't know how to bring it up.
But this tiny bit of pride was insignificant in the face of being alive. "I drank too much last night," Lin Qiong said.
Fu Jinglin nodded, "Yeah."
Lin Qiong swallowed, "So what did I do afterward?"
Fu Jinglin thought for a moment, "Not much, you just kept sitting close to my uncle when you were drunk. You only went upstairs near the end."
The crucial point has arrived!
Lin Qiong anxiously asked, "Did anything happen between me and your uncle?"
Fu Jinglin instantly recalled his foolish actions, lips pressed tightly, "It's better if you don't know."
A chill ran through Lin Qiong.
Surely, he must have done something.
"No, tell me, tell me," Lin Qiong urged.
Seeing Fu Jinglin's hesitant expression, Lin Qiong felt like he was being repeatedly fried in hot oil.
Fu Jinglin looked troubled, "If I tell you, you can't blame me."
Lin Qiong quickly nodded, "Okay."
Then eagerly said to him, "Tell me quickly."
Fu Jinglin scratched his head, "Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted you two to express your feelings yesterday, but neither of you said anything. So, I suggested you kiss each other."
Lin Qiong's eyes widened in shock, "And you call that nothing?!"
Fu Jinglin was startled.
Lin Qiong quickly sat back, "What happened next? Did I really kiss your uncle?"
Fu Jinglin thought for a moment, "It seemed like you were about to, but maybe not."
"Did I kiss him or not?"
"You kissed and didn't kiss."
Lin Qiong: ...
Fu Jinglin described in detail, "After I said that, you and my uncle started whispering to each other."
Lin Qiong swallowed nervously, "How close were we?"
"Very close. You were directly sticking to him."
Lin Qiong looked at the rising sun outside the window, as if seeing angels waving at him.
Fu Jinglin continued to torment with his words, "You hugged my uncle's neck so tightly, I couldn't see if you kissed his face, but you definitely didn't kiss his lips."
Lin Qiong: "Are you trying to console me?"
He really didn't want to know, but if he had kissed Fu Xingyun on the lips, Lin Qiong wouldn't have woken up this morning.
Fu Jinglin: "No, really I'm telling the truth."
Lin Qiong looked distressed, "Then why didn't you stop me?"
Fu Jinglin blushed, "Aren't you two legal? You don't need to worry about getting caught."
Lin Qiong: ...
Looking at the embarressed Fu Jinglin, Lin Qiong felt like he wanted to die at that moment.
"You should have stopped me back then."
Fu Jinglin was puzzled, "Why?"
Lin Qiong blushed and finally managed to say, "Your uncle is shy."
Fu Jinglin's face froze. His uncle is shy???
---
After clarifying, Lin Qiong returned to his room and performed a set of shadowboxing on the bed, just wanting to vent in this world.
Lin Qiong thought that the biggest mistake he made while drunk was revealing his true feelings to Fu Xingyun.
"I'm with you for your money."
Little did he know that his actions had nothing to do with money. He had behaved improperly towards Fu Xingyun!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Qiong knew he had to apologize. After all, whether you advance or retreat, it's a loss.
After preparing breakfast, Lin Qiong brought a portion into the study. Seeing Fu Xingyun reading with a cold face, he swallowed nervously and then walked over.
"Xingyun." Lin Qiong tentatively spoke.
Fu Xingyun ignored him.
Lin Qiong approached, "I came to apologize. I remember everything now."
Fu Xingyun's hand holding the book stiffened, and he glanced sideways at Lin Qiong, "Really?"
Seeing an opportunity, Lin Qiong quickly met his gaze, held his hand, and spoke sincerely, "Yes."
"I'm sorry." Lin Qiong pretended to look distressed, "I forgot what happened last night. I'm sorry for bothering you."
Fu Xingyun felt the frustration in his heart dissipate instantly.
"As long as you remember."
Lin Qiong looked at him, "No, it can't just pass like this. I need to apologize to you sincerely."
"I won't allow such a thing to happen a second time."
Fu Xingyun was stunned, not expecting Lin Qiong to be so remorseful about forgetting what happened yesterday.
Lin Qiong patted Fu Xingyun's hand, "Although I drank too much yesterday, it's not an excuse. I know I was wrong. Can you give me another chance, please?"
Lin Qiong looked at him with pleading eyes.
Fu Xingyun sighed and nodded.
Lin Qiong hugged him with a smile, "Xingyun, I knew you were the best."
Fu Xingyun was embraced by him, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He intended to lift his hand to hold him tenderly.
"Don't worry; I won't be frivolous with you like yesterday."
Fu Xingyun's halfway raised arm instantly froze.
Lin Qiong looked at him sincerely, "Yesterday, I did something wrong under the influence of alcohol, and I know you have no feelings for me. We agreed on that when we got married."
Lin Qiong expressed remorse, "But I underestimated my love for you and did such a thing. But don't worry, I won't do it again. Just consider it as if nothing happened last night."
Fu Xingyun's expression darkened for a moment, repeating, "You won't do it again?"
Lin Qiong nodded, "I won't do what I did last night to you again."
Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, "Do you know what you did last night?"
"Of course, our nephew told me. He said I kissed you after drinking."
"He said that?"
Lin Qiong's heart skipped a beat; he accidentally revealed it, "Xingyun, listen to me. It was well-intentioned. Regardless of anything, my heart for you will never change."
Saying this, he raised his hand and formed a tiny heart shape in front of his chest.
"I promise that such things will never happen again."
Fu Xingyun: "You..."
----
The next day, Fu Jinglin got up early to go see the car, but he waited and waited, and Fu Xingyun didn't come down.
Fortunately, in the end, his secretary came.
Fu Jinglin happily got into the car, not caring about the large box next to him. All he cared about was the car. However, after driving for a while, he realized something was wrong.
"Isn't this the direction to the school?"
"Yes, Young Master."
"Weren't we going to see the car? Why are we going to the school?"
"Today is Monday."
Fu Jinglin stomped his foot, "Then where's my car?"
"The boss said he'll buy it for you when you come of age."
Fu Jinglin widened his eyes, "My uncle lied to me?!"
The secretary shook his head, "No, it's just a matter of time."
Trying to console him, he added, "The boss prepared another gift for you to avoid any disappointment."
Fu Jinglin was curious, "Where is it?"
The secretary glanced at the rearview mirror, "It's in the box next to you."
Fu Jinglin heard this, raised his hand to open the box, and suddenly froze. His eyes were stung by several words.
"Free five years of college entrance examination, and three years of mock exams."