——Live Chat——
"What's going on?!"
"Why is everyone silent now?"
"I know every word he said, but somehow it's hard to understand."
"No way, is his husband really Mr. Fu? Didn't he shake his head when asked if he had a lover?"
——
Lin Qiong, looking at the sudden silence, was puzzled, "Aren't you going to ask anymore?"
He was about to put down the microphone, quite excited, "Then I'm done working."
"Wait! Wait!"
The microphone was shoved back into his hands.
A reporter from one outlet, after a moment of shock, began to ask, "What is your relationship with Mr. Fu?"
Lin Qiong thought he made it clear just now, but since he was asked, he couldn't deny Mr. Fu's status, "Legally married husband."
"What?!"
"What?!"
Two voices overlapped, creating a deafening sound.
The sudden voices startled Lin Qiong, making him take two steps back.
Wang Cheng stood not far away in the audience, and his jaw felt like it was about to dislocate.
The man who took Lin Qiong away yesterday turned out to be the old pervert he mentioned.
Almost instinctively, Wang Cheng took out his phone and called the company.
The CEO, already troubled by Lin Qiong's situation, became even more distressed when he saw it was Wang Cheng calling. He answered, "What's the matter?"
"CEO, don't bother suppressing the hot search anymore. If you have money, just keep buying it."
The CEO raised his eyebrows, "Are you crazy? What are you doing this for?!"
"If you keep boosting the hot search, Lin Qiong will be in trouble."
"CEO, do you know Fu Xingyun?"
"Yeah, isn't he the big boss who took Lin Qiong away yesterday?"
"That's Lin Qiong's husband."
"What?"
Wang Cheng took a deep breath, "That's Lin Qiong's husband!"
——Live Chat——
"Damn, it's true! President Fu is his husband!"
"Lin Qiong! I knew you wouldn't do something morally wrong!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah, I'm going crazy, it's actually true!"
"No wonder his face was so dark when President Fu was introduced yesterday, hahaha."
"Lin Qiong: I never spend money; sleeping with others requires money, so I sleep with my own husband."
"Hahaha, so funny."
"Shocked for a hundred years."
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Lin Qiong looked at the journalists' incredulous expressions and whispered, "Any more questions?"
"So you two are really a married couple?"
Lin Qiong nodded.
"Why didn't you clarify the rumors right away when they came out?"
Lin Qiong scratched his head a bit embarrassed, "I only woke up at three in the afternoon today and just found out about this."
——Live Chat——
"Well, he really treats him like family."
"If you talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore."
"How was the process? Tell us more."
"In the video, Lin Qiong was still carried in. This married couple is not playing ordinary games."
"Put on some clothes, you two."
"Sobbing, my husband actually found another husband. It will be the three of us living together from now on."
"Damn! I thought President Fu looked so manly in the video, good-looking, well-built, and mainly rich. I love him too much!!!!"
"For a moment, I don't know who to envy."
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Originally, the media thought that the questionable relationship between Lin Qiong, a rising star, and the business tycoon was enough for them to write about. Unexpectedly, they got an even bigger revelation in the end.
Lin Qiong glanced at the time, realizing that fifteen minutes had passed since he was supposed to start the interview. He then handed the microphone to his assistant.
"Lin Qiong! Aren't you going to say more?"
"Lin Qiong, can you answer a few more questions?"
Lin Qiong looked at them, "But my time is up."
Implicitly saying, I need to leave work now.
Suddenly, a loud voice came from the organizers not far away, "We will give you more money!"
Lin Qiong picked up the microphone, "I'd like to chat with you all some more."
Reporters: ...
——Live Chat——
"Hahaha."
"Reporter: Is this polite?"
"Because he likes money, he found a very rich husband. Lin Qiong is awesome!"
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A reporter swallowed and asked, "How long did you date before getting married?"
Lin Qiong: "We didn't date."
The reporter understood, asking about love after marriage, "Then how many times did you meet before?"
Lin Qiong: "Never met."
"Why did you marry Mr. Fu then? There must be something about him that attracted you."
"There is." Lin Qiong: "He's rich."
"Any deeper aspects of attraction?"
"Very rich."
Reporter: "In terms of character."
Lin Qiong: "Rich in manners."
Reporter: ...
——Live Chat——
"I can see the reporter's will to desperately prove that the two are truly in love."
"Reporter: How about you just kill me."
"Rich in manners, amazing!"
"Lin Qiong deserves it."
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After about half an hour, the interview finally ended. Lin Qiong, feeling light, came down from the stage and saw Wang Cheng's eyes, which seemed to have survived a catastrophe.
Wang Cheng took a step forward, "That old pervert is Mr. Fu. Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"You didn't ask."
"..."
Wang Cheng took a deep breath, he was always worried that one day Lin Qiong's marriage to the old pervert would be exposed. Now, it turned out fine; he could stride through the entertainment industry!
After consoling Wang Cheng with a few more words, Lin Qiong hurried back to the hotel. By this time, it was already late, and he rushed back in the night.
"I'm back."
A familiar voice sounded, and the man waiting in the living room turned his head. In a few seconds, the other person appeared before him.
Fu Xingyun stood up, his heart still remembering the words Lin Qiong said before leaving.
To kiss his mouth until it's sore.
Lin Qiong walked over with determination.
Fu Xingyun looked at him with a strong and eager expression, feeling a bit excited. As soon as Lin Qiong approached, Fu Xingyun pulled him into his arms.
It seemed like he wanted to stick Lin Qiong to him at all times.
Holding him like this felt unexpectedly satisfying, but when Fu Xingyun tried to kiss him a few times on Lin Qiong's face, the latter quickly avoided it.
Fu Xingyun's eyes darkened slightly. "Why are you avoiding?"
Then he directly kissed the exposed side of Lin Qiong's neck.
Lin Qiong shivered instantly and quickly held up Fu Xingyun's face, "Don't you have something to say to me?"
Fu Xingyun fell silent for a moment.
Seeing that he wouldn't admit it, Lin Qiong took out his phone and found the surveillance video. "Was it you who bullied me last night?!"
Fu Xingyun's face became serious. "No."
"Then why does he look exactly like you?"
Fu Xingyun didn't budge. "You should ask him."
"..." Lin Qiong pinched the man's cheek in frustration. "It's you, I already know."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Fu Xingyun's mouth.
Lin Qiong widened his eyes for a moment. "You're still smiling."
Fu Xingyun looked at him. "Are you angry?"
Lin Qiong turned his head away. In fact, he was angry when he first found out, but now he didn't feel much, maybe the intense love between them diluted the anger.
Then he whispered, "Not really."
But remembering his miserable state last night, Lin Qiong pouted and questioned him, "How could you treat me like that last night? You didn't show any mercy."
He cried and called out all night, and the person didn't stop.
"Wasn't my calling useless?"
Fu Xingyun followed his words, "It worked."
"You felt sorry for me?"
"I felt more excited."
Lin Qiong: ...
"You don't feel sorry for me at all!"
"I do." The strength in the man's arms tightened, forcing Lin Qiong to stick close to him. "How could I not feel sorry?"
"Then why did you touch me? I thought someone else was touching me."
Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong's displeased expression, "Can I touch you?"
Lin Qiong was stunned.
The man kept asking, "Can I touch you?"
The warmth of his breath on Lin Qiong's ear made him shrink back slightly. Glancing at him, his eyes evaded a bit, then he nodded.
"Can I?" The man's voice carried an imperceptible hint of a smile.
Lin Qiong: "Yes."
"Well..." Fu Xingyun stared at him intently. "Can I touch here?"
His large hand slipped under the hem of Lin Qiong's clothes, and Lin Qiong shivered instantly.
Seeing his reaction, Fu Xingyun didn't make any more moves. "Still afraid?"
Fu Xingyun felt a bit guilty. He had scared Lin Qiong quite a bit last night, to the point that even a simple touch now made him tremble.
While the memories of last night were still there, knowing that it was Fu Xingyun made Lin Qiong feel much better. "Not afraid."
Fu Xingyun kissed lightly near Lin Qiong's ear and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Lin Qiong was taken aback.
The man continued, "I'm sorry for last night. It was my fault. I shouldn't have treated you like that. It was my mistake."
Looking into the man's eyes, Lin Qiong felt a bit embarrassed. "Actually, I... I wasn't that angry either."
"Can I touch you now?"
Lin Qiong was stunned.
The hand that had been resting on his waist slid down.
Fu Xingyun was holding him. "Is it okay to touch here?"
Seeing that Lin Qiong was still trembling, the man changed the position of his hand. "How about here?"
Lin Qiong blushed like a thoroughly cooked shrimp. Instead of saying yes or no, he whispered, "You weren't like this before."
Fu Xingyun felt the texture of Lin Qiong's skin under his hand. Since they were already close, Lin Qiong looked at him with a gaze that made his Adam's apple bob.
Then he took a deep breath. "Can you?"
Lin Qiong was surprised, pretending not to understand. "Can I what?"
"Give yourself to me."
The straightforward request contrasted with his usual cold demeanor. Even though he was expressing affection, Fu Xingyun's words were passionate.
Lin Qiong felt a bit at a loss. He wasn't ready for this, and even if he lived for two lifetimes, he had never done such a thing.
Lowering his head, Lin Qiong whispered something into Fu Xingyun's ear, and the dark pupils of the man instantly lit up with brilliance.