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âi knew you werenât asleep. your mother was asleep and i was afraid to disturb her, so i came to chat with you.â
in fact, fu chen didnât talk to him at all that night. he only asked about his studies and mentioned the company, but fu qinyuan was worried that fu chen would suddenly fly over and beat him up.
fu chen was so angry that he couldnât sleep. since this kid was making him restless, then everyone should not sleep tonight ...
**
after pear gardenâs audition ended, everyone took a two-day break and began to adjust their shortcomings according to the feedback of the audience.
jing xingyao, on the other hand, was in a state of panic the entire night. she was afraid that the incident backstage that day would be discovered. however, slowly, everything calmed down, and her heart relaxed completely. however, when she received song fengwanâs call, asking her to come over to her house for a meal, she couldnât refuse the invitation of an elder.
xu yuanfei was very supportive of her going out and even asked her to bring some homemade desserts.
when she arrived at yunjin, song fengwan was the only one in the living room. she heaved a sigh of relief when she did not see fu qinyuan.
âthird aunt.â
âyouâre bringing things over again?â song fengwan liked all the girls from their families. even though they had different personalities, they were all good kids in her eyes.
âi made it myself. it doesnât look good, please donât mind it.â
jing xingyao was just being modest. she had been skilled since she was young.
âyouâre the only one at home? is third uncle not here?â
âhe went to the office.â song fengwan didnât know what fu chen was up to. he wasnât someone who liked to go to the company to work.
recently, he had suddenly become addicted to work and could not extricate himself.
fu chen wasnât obsessed with work, but fu qinyuan had been writing papers at home almost all the time. he was worried that he wouldnât be able to control himself if he saw this kid.
song fengwan had been talking to jing xingyao in the studio. jing xingyaoâs visit this time was not completely without a purpose. he wanted to get song fengwan to design a promotional poster, but he was too embarrassed to ask when he saw the pile of unfinished work in her studio.
after a while, song fengwanâs phone rang.
âiâm sorry, iâm going to take a call. you can take a look.â it was a call from work. song fengwan left the studio immediately.
jing xingyao smiled and nodded. she looked around the studio, but song fengwan had not returned for a long time. she was bored staying there, so she was ready to go out and take a look. she was quite familiar with the capital of yunjin.
just as she went out, she met huaisheng. the two of them knew each other, but they were not close, so they greeted each other politely.
âi heard youâre going to beijing university to give a lecture?â jing xingyao had heard about this from fu yu.
âyes.â
âwhatâs the exact time?â
âtomorrow afternoon.â
âthen iâll definitely go take a look when iâm free.â
huai sheng nodded, understanding that he was just being polite.
the two of them were not familiar with each other, and the scene was a little awkward.
at this time, the door of one of the rooms opened and fu qinyuan walked out. recently, fu chen had been looking for him in the middle of the night for a â heart-to-heart talk â. âtalking about work.â
he had woken up late in the morning, so he was still wearing dark blue home clothes and slippers. he was no longer as bright as he usually was. he wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he looked a little lazy.
if he was like a wild wolf on a wild plateau, he was now a lazy cat.
âyouâre here?â his voice was a little hoarse as he walked to jing xingyaoâs side.
jing xingyao saw that huai sheng was there and subconsciously wanted to hide ...
this made fu qinyuan frown slightly in dissatisfaction. he lowered his head and leaned over ...
â thatâs great ... â he laughed.
this made jing xingyao find it difficult to breathe.
âi just woke up and i can see you.â her voice was still a little hoarse, and she looked even more attractive.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
jing xingyao did not expect him to be so bold. â he ... â she glanced at huai sheng, who was only half a meter away from her.
âletâs go back to the room and talk.â
then, he pulled her into the house. jing xingyao was so scared that he forgot to struggle. it was too late when he heard the door lock.
â wu, wu, wu. â her pupils trembled, and she subconsciously pushed him.
huai sheng tilted her head to look at the tightly shut door, as if it was slightly shaken by something.
were they dating?
at this moment, song fengwan had already returned to the second floor. what are you doing standing here?â
âiâm fine.â huai sheng said bluntly.
song fengwan pushed open the studio door and turned to look at him. â do you see the stars? the sister of the sixth uncle? youâve met her before. sheâs here for dinner today.â
at this moment, jing xingyaoâs entire body was pressed against the door, quietly listening to the conversation outside. however, a certain someone shamelessly hugged her from behind.
âwhatâs there to be afraid of? huaisheng wonât say anything.â
jing xingyao didnât dare to struggle. he was afraid that if he made any noise, he would attract song fengwanâs attention.
as expected ...
âiâve never seen him before,â huai sheng said.
song fengwan furrowed her brows. â did you go to the washroom? iâll call and ask.â
jing xingyao hurriedly took out her phone and muted it. she could not let the embarrassment from that day at li garden happen again. fu qinyuan was amused to see her panicking. she was so timid.
when the call stopped, jing xingyao let out a long sigh of relief and said in a low voice, â
âhow do you know that master wonât expose us?â
â i know him. heâs not that kind of person. besides, thereâs a saying that goes,âdonât speak or look when youâre being molested.â he wonât talk behind my back. â
jing xingyao frowned. â but thereâs a buddhist saying: monks donât lie, right?â
fu qinyuan didnât say anything but took out his clothes from the closet. he lifted the hem of his clothes and started to take them off ...
jing xingyaoâs face reddened, and she hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to play with her phone.
broad shoulders, narrow waist, lean legs ...
âdonât lower your head, youâre done changing.â
jing xingyao coughed and looked up at him.
he was wearing clothes of the same color as her, and it looked like he was wearing a couple outfit.
âis it good?â he stared at her, and his eyes seemed to have gathered starlight and were shining.
âitâs alright.â
âiâm not referring to the clothes ...â
this sentence made jing xingyaoâs eyes burn. what was this hooligan trying to do?
**
at this time, fu chen was still in the company. he knew that song fengwan had plans to invite jing xingyao to a banquet, but before he could receive her call, jing hanchuanâs call came in.
he narrowed his eyes. to be honest ...
what fu qinyuan had done was really wrong. he didnât even know how to tell jing hanchuan about it.
it was simply a sin.
âhey, hanchuan feifei!â
âxingyao went to your house as a guest today. she said she was at your house, but she didnât pick up when i called her just now.â
â since youâre at our house, iâm sure youâre fine. maybe i didnât pay attention to my phone. iâm still at the company and will be home soon. â
fu chen hung up the phone after a few casual words.
young people nowadays always had their phones with them. it was probably not that they did not see the call, but that it was inconvenient at the time.
fu qinyuan, you little rascal!
what kind of place did he think his home was!