Forced to become his stand-in wife

Qin Muyang accompanied Qiao Ying to go shopping and watch movies, and didn't get home until five o'clock.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ling Qiu sat on the sofa and looked back.

Qin Muyang led Qiao Ying in and walked in with a bag in his hand. After he came in, he subconsciously glanced at the living room. Seeing Ling Qiu sitting on the sofa and looking over, he asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat 7,

Qiao Ying, who was being led by him, had an ugly look on his face.

As soon as he came back, Qin Muyang's eyes were full of Ling Qiu, and there was no trace of himself at all.

Qiao Ying took the bag from Qin Muyang's hand: "Go and have a rest, I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Hearing that Qiao Ying was going to cook, Qin Muyang's expression changed drastically, and he reached out to stop him: "Don't you want to eat Ling Qiu's cooking? Let him do it, you accompany me."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Muyang looked at Ling Qiu and said, "Ling Qiu, go cook."

Ling Qiu remained expressionless, without saying anything, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

When passing by Qin Muyang's side, he didn't even look at him, Qin Muyang was a little unhappy.

In the past, Ling Qiu's eyes would be fixed on him. When he came home, he would squat at the door of the house like a puppy, all eyes were on him.

He still calls him Mu Yang affectionately, but now it seems that he hasn't called him by his name for a long time.

Looking at Ling Qiu's thin figure, Qin Muyang's eyes suddenly turned cold. Not only Qiao Ying noticed the stiff atmosphere, but even the servants beside him felt it.

Mrs. Li quickly said: "Let me do it, the young master has just been discharged from the hospital and he is still in good health, so just leave the cooking to me."

Qin Muyang frowned: "I just got out of the hospital and it's not that my limbs are not healthy. Is it okay to cook a meal? If I ask him to do it, he will do it. It's your turn to talk?" Maybe it's because you're tired from shopping all afternoon, Qin Muyang's temper was a little irritable, and he spoke as if he was holding a knife.

Mrs. Li immediately shut up.

Qiao Ying stood aside and tugged Qin Muyang's arm lightly, and said softly, "Sister Li is also kind, don't be angry, let's sit in the living room and rest for a while."

Qin Muyang raised his hand and touched Qiao Ying's head, "Okay."

Qin Muyang handed the bag in his hand to Aunt Li: "Take it to the kitchen and keep it, and make crab roe buns tomorrow morning."

Inside the bag were forty or fifty crabs, which were still alive after being tied up with ropes.

Crab roe soup dumplings are complicated to make, and it takes a long time to pick out the crab meat alone. How long will it take to pick out these forty or fifty crabs this morning, wrap them, and then steam them.

It seems that I will get up early tomorrow, Aunt Li thought to herself.

Qiao Ying observed Mrs. Li's thoughts, so she said: "The crab meat must be freshly wrapped to taste, otherwise it will smell fishy. Mu Yang said that Ling Qiu's breakfast is delicious, so these few crabs will bother him." .”

Qin Muyang said: "If there is any trouble, I can cook as much as you want."

Ling Qiu used to get up at four o'clock to make breakfast for him, now making a few crab roe buns can make him tired?

The smile on Qiao Ying's face became sweeter, and he took Qin Muyang's hand: "Muyang, you are so kind."

Ling Qiu who was busy in the kitchen could hear their conversation clearly.

He chuckled, and the temperature of his body dropped suddenly.

When Qin Muyang is kind to a person, he is really kind. Just a look in his eyes with a smile and a word of love that overflows from his ears are like a cannonball wrapped in tons of honey hitting people's hearts.

He pretended to be nice to himself before, and he could get tired of himself, let alone treat others sincerely now.

Aunt Li lowered her head and showed a hint of disdain in her eyes. This Qiao Ying is really good at pretending, the old man will feel sick after watching her.

Mrs. Li hurriedly took the crabs into the kitchen and put them away.

Ling Qiu was busy making dinner in the kitchen, Aunt Li reached out to help him, but he stopped her.

"Sister Li, as long as I'm here, that's fine."

"But you..."

"It's okay, you go out, he won't be happy if you help me."

Needless to say, he knew who it was. Qin Muyang never liked people disobeying him. If he asked Ling Qiu to cook, he was appointed to do it. If someone else intervened, he would definitely make him suffer.

Mrs. Li paused, then said: "Then I'm going out, if you need help, little master, just call me."

"okay."

After Mrs. Li left, Ling Qiu was the only one left in the kitchen.

Washing and chopping vegetables was done neatly, but it hurts after bowing his back for a long time. He couldn't help but stop and rubbed his spine.

Qin Muyang is answering various work calls in the living room. He has been very busy recently. When he was taking care of Ling Qiu in the hospital, he put off his work. Now there are a lot of things, and he is overwhelmed by all kinds of things. .

Qin Muyang patted the back of Qiao Ying's hand: "I'll go to the study to get busy with work, call me when dinner is ready."

"Go."

After watching Qin Muyang go upstairs, Qiao Ying took a look at the medicines on the tea table. He took a pack and opened it to look. The various colors were mixed together, and a pungent smell of medicine filled his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

After putting the medicine back, Qiao Ying turned and walked into the kitchen.

Ling Qiu was cooking, when he heard the door opening behind him, he thought it was a servant and didn't look back.

Knowing that Qiao Ying's figure came from behind.

"Ling Qiu, I didn't expect your life to be so long."

Ling Qiu's body froze, and then quickly stir-fried the vegetables in the pot and put them on a plate.

Seeing that Ling Qiu didn't speak, Qiao Ying raised the corners of her lips coldly. This person is really like what Qin Muyang said, except for doing housework. I really don't know why Qin Muyang kept him.

"Ling Qiu, do you know what to do with the burned dog?"

Qiao Ying lowered her head and played with her slender fingers: "The meat of that dog was cooked in the fire pit. A dog died as soon as it died. It was impossible to find a special place to bury it, so I just threw it in the garbage." In the bucket, when I was discharged from the hospital, I passed by and took a look, and there was only a pile of bones left, and a few wild dogs were still carve up his bones beside him."

"Bang one by one" Ling Qiu put down the plate in his hand and turned around.

Ling Qiu's eyeballs were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently. He felt that something in his body was torn apart, and blood flowed all over the floor.

The man in front of him had a pretty face, but his heart was so vicious.

"Qiao Ying, are you not afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" Qiao Ying pursed her lips and laughed mockingly, as if she had heard an extremely ridiculous joke.

He looked Ling Qiu up and down, from his thin cheeks to his slender ankles.

"It's you, not me, who gets retribution. Look at you, you have nothing, and you've got a whole body of injuries."

Qiao Ying tutted her body and continued: "That's it, you still stay by Qin Muyang's side. If I were you, I would have died a long time ago. Who will I live for?"

Ling Qiu understands what is the most disgusting thing in this world.

It means that you see the hypocrisy and vicious side of a person, but the person you care about the most doesn't see it, he thinks he is as beautiful as he appears on the surface.

Ling Qiu's heart ached suddenly, and he couldn't speak a word because of the pain. It was obviously summer, but his body was extremely cold. The freezing temperature spread to every corner of his body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

He pointed out: "You go out."

Qiao Ying raised her eyebrows, looked at his pale face and smiled triumphantly, turned around and walked out of the kitchen with a victorious attitude.

Ling Qiu supported the cooking table with both hands, gasping for breath with his mouth open, his head was throbbing with pain.

There was a flash of blood in front of his eyes, as if he saw blood all over the ground, he covered his eyes and turned on the faucet to rinse his face with cold water to keep himself awake.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ling Qiu had prepared a table of dishes, and Ling Qiu stood in the corner where Qin Muyang could order him as before.

When Qin Muyang came to the table, he glanced at Ling Qiu: "What are you doing standing there, don't you eat?"

Qiao Ying, who was sitting on Qin Muyang's left, said meaningfully: "Does your servant eat with you?"

Qin Muyang was taken aback, now that Qiao Ying lives with him, if he becomes intimate with Ling Qiu, he might think too much.

"No, the servants are all leftovers, let's eat first." These words were meant for Qiao Ying and Ling Qiu.

Qiao Ying living in this house with him is another master, Qin Muyang doesn't want to wrong him and let him think wildly.

Qiao Ying nodded and ate quietly.

I didn't eat well at noon, and Qin Muyang ate a lot for dinner.

After dinner, Qin Muyang took Qiao Ying out for a walk, while Ling Qiu ate the leftovers on the table with a bowl.

Summer dishes are not easy to cool, and they are still hot when eaten.

After Ling Qiu ate half a bowl, he put down his chopsticks.

Mrs. Li: "Little master, what should I do if I starve to death after eating so little?"

Ling Qiu laughed, his body was broken long ago, and he was not too hungry.

"No appetite."

Ling Qiu sat and rubbed his spine, his face looked a little uncomfortable?

"What's wrong with your back?" Aunt Li asked concerned.

"The spine was injured, it was broken before, and I was hospitalized for a month and barely recovered."

Aunt Li knew about Ling Qiu's hospitalization, but she didn't know why he was hospitalized.

It turns out that spinal injuries have a great impact, especially for men, which will affect them for a lifetime.

Qin Muyang knew that Ling Qiu was injured, but still asked him to go to the kitchen to cook, isn't this clearly a waste of people?

Seeing Ling Qiu's distressed appearance, Aunt Li couldn't help feeling sad.

"Little master, go to rest early, I will clean up."

"Thank you."

"This is what I should do." Aunt Li said, "Go to rest earlier. A spinal injury is not a trivial matter. You must go to the hospital for more repairs. If you usually feel pain, apply a hot towel to it, and it will relieve it a little."

"En." Ling Qiu rubbed his sore back, stood up and walked upstairs, when he passed the living room, he glanced at the medicine on the coffee table, he went to put away the medicine and took it up to the second floor.

After casually taking a hot bath, Ling Qiu lay on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He hasn't moved the medicine bag on the bedside. He knows that he is suffering from serious mental illness, and now he depends on taking medicine to stabilize his condition. If it is broken, he will have an attack.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with becoming mentally ill. If you have a bad mind, you will gradually forget what you have lost.

Ling Qiu covered his eyes and closed them in a daze, and he didn't know how long he heard the knock on the door.

He thought it was Qin Muyang who had come back, so he got up from the bed and opened the door. Mrs. Li stood outside holding a basin of water.

"Little master, were you already asleep just now?"

Ling Qiu nodded and shook his head again.

"Didn't sleep, what's the matter, Mrs. Li?"

"It's all right, don't you think you have a backache? I happen to have some medicine here, and I'll apply it to you."

"No need" Ling Qiu didn't want to bother people.

"I've brought it all up, let me apply it for you."

Ling Qiu couldn't resist her, so he stood aside to let her in.

Aunt Li was also polite, brought the water to the side of the bed and put it down, let Ling Qiu go over, and lay on the bed with her back up.

The clothes were pulled back, and there was an obvious scar on the spine, and apart from this scar, there were other uneven, bumpy injuries on the white back.

"How did you get these injuries?"

Ling Qiu guessed that Aunt Li's question should be about burns, afraid that she would be worried, he replied: "I forgot."

These scars are very serious at first glance, how can it be possible to forget the scars that hurt so deeply in the memory, Ling Qiu is obviously perfunctory and doesn't want to tell her.

Aunt Li didn't ask any more questions, and wrung out the medicine bag soaked in the medicine water and applied it to Ling Qiu's injured spine.

The temperature penetrated into the skin little by little, relieving the pain, Ling Qiu stretched his eyebrows comfortably.

"Is it hot?"

Ling Qiu tilted his head to look at Aunt Li, the orange light shone on her body, her face was gentle, and the concern in her eyes made him feel warm.He thought, would his mother be like Mrs. Li?

Ling Qiu has been in the orphanage since he could remember, he was abandoned by his relatives, and he has never seen his mother.