After whispering in Fu Xingyun's ear, Lin Qiong looked up at him and said, "C-Can we? Not all the way. After all, I don't know how to do it."
Fu Xingyun looked at him and gently touched his cheek.
——Live Chat——
The online discussion was lively. A hotel staff member revealed, "The big shot everyone is talking about ordered food at the hotel today. The prices are high enough to take my monthly salary. PS: The original wife can sue this little seductress to get back the money!"
However, the comments took an unexpected turn.
"Hahaha, look at this person."
"Blogger, could you delete the post? Not for anything else, I'm afraid Lin Qiong might actually believe there's money to claim."
"Hahaha, Lin Qiong: Didn't know there was such a good deal."
The blogger realized something was wrong and replied below, "What's going on? Aren't we supposed to scold the little seductress now?"
"Is the blogger offline?!"
"Forget about the little seductress; he's the original spouse."
"Even when Lin Qiong is being roasted, he's still so funny."
"That year he stood up for justice, saying he had plenty of money. Now thinking back, it turns out it was all true."
"I've realized Lin Qiong is truly motivational. He likes money, sets it as a goal, and found a wealthy husband. Admirable."
——
The next morning, Lin Qiong woke up early due to a work event he had to go to. Although he woke up early, he slept late last night, and for a while, he sat on the bed contemplating life.
Later, he decided to get out of bed and freshen up. As he looked at the man sleeping soundly next to him, he couldn't resist staring at him for a while.
The man had a high nose bridge, sharp facial features, and an aura of arrogance that even in sleep made him seem unapproachable, having been immersed in authority for a long time.
Lin Qiong sat by the bedside, gazing affectionately for a while before finally starting to prepare for work.
He took a shower in the bathroom, and when he came out, Fu Xingyun was still asleep. Suddenly, his phone in his pocket rang, startling Lin Qiong, who hurriedly hung up.
Wang Cheng: ...
The young man discreetly went to check on the person on the bed. The phone ring just now was not quiet, and he was afraid of waking him up and disturbing his rest.
Seeing no movement from the person, he approached and checked, just as when Lin Qiong went to shower—there was no sign of waking up.
Lin Qiong patted his chest in relief.
Then, he planned to leave, but as soon as he took a step, it felt like his foot was stuck to the floor, unable to lift it.
They had been together for less than forty-eight hours, and the impending separation was making it hard to leave. Lin Qiong turned around and hesitantly approached the bedside.
He bent down and lightly kissed his face.
Then, he gave a couple of gentle smooches on his lips. Okay, now he could go to work.
However, just as he was leaving for the second time, he turned back and gave another small kiss on the other side of Fu Xingyun's cheek.
Now it felt more symmetrical.
But with the second time came the third time, and Lin Qiong didn't know how many steps he took, but he couldn't bear to turn back.
After lingering for a while, he finally left in a hurry when his phone rang again.
The door closed with a "click" sound, and at the same time, the man also opened his eyes.
Lin Qiong saw Wang Cheng as soon as he left the hotel.
The first thing Wang Cheng said upon seeing him was, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"
Lin Qiong shyly lowered his head, "Because of love."
"..."
He added, "My old baby was sleeping."
Wang Cheng was utterly dumbfounded. Knowing that Fu Xingyun was the so-called old baby, his thoughts about the situation changed drastically. "Aren't you two getting a divorce?"
Lin Qiong said, "We've made up."
Wang Cheng looked at him with a puzzled expression, hesitating to speak.
Lin Qiong, curious, said, "Do you want to say something?"
Wang Cheng turned away, his voice stiff, "Nothing."
Lin Qiong urged, "Just say it."
Wang Cheng swallowed and said, "Don't be angry."
Lin Qiong nodded.
"I used to think you were with an old, ugly pervert with niche tastes, thinking you were a lost youth stepping into the gutter, and I wanted to save you."
Lin Qiong asked, "Then why didn't you succeed in saving me?"
Wang Cheng replied, "Don't you have any self-awareness?"
"..."
Lin Qiong was in love with money to the point of madness.
Lin Qiong shrank his neck and said, "Go on, go on."
"When you told me you wanted a divorce, I was genuinely happy, thinking you could finally break free from the misery and live for yourself. But everything changed after I found out Mr. Fu's identity yesterday."
Lin Qiong chimed in, "So, what are your thoughts now?"
"I feel like you don't know what's good for you."
"..."
Lin Qiong and Wang Cheng entered the backstage lounge. As soon as they opened the door, they saw the muscular male photographer sitting on the sofa.
"Brother!"
Lin Qiong skillfully replied, "Sister."
The muscular photographer walked towards Lin Qiong with big strides. "You are really too much."
Lin Qiong felt extremely guilty. The other person had told him before that even though he was lonely, having him by his side made it less lonely. However, now he had left the other person and pursued love.
Then he said, "I'm sorry for keeping it from you."
"Why are you so mean to Mr. Fu!!!"
Both of them almost spoke at the same time.
Lin Qiong was stunned. "What?"
The muscular photographer, feeling that Lin Qiong didn't know, became even more furious. He repeated, "How could you treat Mr. Fu like that? You didn't even give him a proper as your husband!"
Expressing deep sorrow, he said, "How could you hurt Mr. Fu like this?"
Then, with a sly sound, he continued, "So, how is he in that aspect?"
"What aspect?"
The muscular photographer's eyes lit up, "In the lower department."
Lin Qiong understood what he meant and, recalling the chaotic actions from last night, evaded the question.
----
When he returned in the evening, it was almost 7 o'clock. As soon as Lin Qiong finished work, he flew back to the hotel like a butterfly.
Excitedly, he opened the door, saying, "Xingyun!"
Looking up, he saw the man standing not far away. "I'm back."
Reaching out, Fu Xingyun embraced him and relished the tender moment.
Lin Qiong informed him of his work schedule. "Wang Cheng calculated and said it would take a week to complete everything."
Due to Fu Xingyun's work and company matters, it meant they wouldn't see each other for a week.
Lin Qiong could clearly feel the disappointment in Fu Xingyun. In his ear, he whispered, "Let's go all the way the next time we meet."
Fu Xingyun was momentarily stunned.
Looking at him, Lin Qiong straightened his small chest. "Before that, I'll study hard."
----
The next morning, Lin Qiong was awakened by the sunlight streaming in from the window. He instinctively wanted to find something to cover his eyes, but in the end, he couldn't find anything and had to slowly wake up.
Then he turned his head to look.
Because of the heat, the man had only covered half of himself with the blanket. Lin Qiong gazed at the robust chest and well-defined muscle lines for quite a few minutes.
Then he raised his fluffy head.
He uncovered the blanket and got out of bed, intending to freshen up in the bathroom.
Footsteps approached, and Fu Xingyun walked in shirtless after him, exuding the laziness of an early riser.
Fu Xingyun glanced down at him as if it were an instinctive movement. However, it made Lin Qiong blush and his heart race.
Fu Xingyun's appearance was truly beyond words.
As the man passed by, he lowered his head and kissed Lin Qiong on the cheek. Then, without saying a word, he walked further into the bathroom to take a shower.
Once Lin Qiong finished getting ready, Wang Cheng's call came in.
"Are you ready?"
Lin Qiong looked at the fully packed suitcase. "Almost."
Wang Cheng said, "I'll come to pick you up when it's time."
Lin Qiong glanced at the bathroom, his eyes filled with reluctance. Although the two had been married for over a year and spent a considerable amount of time together, in terms of mutual affection, they had only been together for a few days.
He bit his lip and tentatively asked, "Is the flight the last one of the day?"
Wang Cheng didn't know what Lin Qiong was thinking and answered directly, "Yes, it is the last one this afternoon."
Lin Qiong looked at the clock. It was already noon, and they had both just gotten up.
It really felt like he was a monarch avoiding early morning court sessions.
Wang Cheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qiong shook his head. "Nothing, I was just asking."
After chatting for a while, they hung up the phone. Wang Cheng sighed with relief, thinking that Lin Qiong was probably with his husband now.
Fu Xingyun came out of the bathroom. "Is the flight today?"
Lin Qiong nodded. The event here had ended, and he needed to fly to another city.
Fu Xingyun took out a gold card from his suit pocket that Lin Qiong had left behind when he had run away from home. When Lin Qiong left, he took only his clothes, leaving behind the precious gold card. It was now placed on the coffee table, and the diamond ring, usually worn on his hand when not working, was placed back in the ring box.
Lin Qiong had indeed made a decisive move, leaving everything from their marriage behind. It was an exceptionally cold-hearted act that shattered hearts.
"Take it."
Lin Qiong was taken aback. "I don't want it."
Fu Xingyun looked at him and said, "Let's exchange."
Lin Qiong looked at him with some confusion. At the next moment, Fu Xingyun took out Lin Qiong's salary card, the one Lin Qiong had given him two days ago.
"This one is mine." He placed the gold card in Lin Qiong's pocket. "This one is yours."
The amounts on the two cards were incomparable. Even if the gold card could give birth, it wouldn't produce a child as poor as Lin Qiong's card.
It was estimated that his card had not even one percent of the balance on the gold card.
Lin Qiong looked at him. "Are you sure?"
Fu Xingyun nodded.
Lin Qiong said, "Then be frugal with your spending."
"..."