Forced to become his stand-in wife

"Qiqi...Qiqi..." Ling Qiu hugged the child and murmured softly.

The child in his arms was tired from crying, and leaned against his arms and closed his eyes tightly.

Ling Qiu couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Qiang cheered up and put the child on the soft bed, looking at her with peace of mind.

His body was covered with blood, but now he had no strength to clean it up, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell to the ground unbearably.

The thunderstorm outside did not know when it stopped, and there was a puff of humidity in the air.

Qin Muyang, who was far away in City A, shuddered inexplicably. A fear rose slowly from the bottom of his heart, and instantly spread throughout his body along the blood. Even his fingers trembled in panic, and he couldn't hold it tightly no matter what .

He looked at the dark sky outside, and a line of tears flowed out of his widened eyes.

He didn't feel it until the cold wind outside the window blew on his face, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, only to realize that he was crying.

Ling Qiu... Ling Qiu... It's been five months... Where exactly are you?How are you on such a cold day?

—Once you open the gate of love, you can't stop.

Qin Muyang stood at the window on the second floor and looked down.

He has been locked up at home by the old man for a month, he must find a way to go out and find Ling Qiu.

After a heavy rain tonight, the guards relaxed a lot.

Qin Muyang tore up the sheets of the quilt cover and made them into ropes, then hung them on the window and threw them down.

He turned over cautiously and moved softly, worried that he would disturb the old man at this time.

He moved down little by little, but he was still discovered by Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang originally went upstairs to get medicine for Qin Muyang, but he didn't see anyone else when he entered the house. After searching around, he found that there was a light on the window on the back balcony.

If you look over, you can see the quilt tied to it.

He was stunned for a moment, opened his legs and ran over. At this time, Qin Muyang was halfway there, teetering in mid-air, and Lao Zhang was terrified to see it.

"Young master is dangerous, come back quickly, if you leave, the old man will be angry."

After Qin Muyang heard Lao Zhang's voice above his head, he raised his head and looked up. He didn't have any extra energy to talk nonsense now, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

The movements of his hands were sped up again, fearing that Lao Zhang would disturb the guards below.

Lao Zhang was afraid that Qin Muyang would fall, so he didn't dare to call him from the side, so he turned and ran downstairs.

Qin Muyang took a deep breath, and after looking at the not-so-high distance, he jumped straight down and stepped on a pebble.

It had just rained and the ground was slippery. Qin Muyang fell to the ground without paying attention.

Hearing a click, there was a heart-rending pain in his ankle. Qin Muyang frowned, gritted his teeth and ran to the garage. He gripped the car keys tightly, and after hearing Xiao Xu's voice behind him, he reluctantly accelerated his pace.

Qin Muyang ran away like this, got into the car and stepped on the gas pedal, directly hitting the barrier.

Qin Muyang put all his thoughts on Ling Qiu's heart, he was thinking about that person, and wanted to get to him as quickly as possible, and then take him to a place that no one knows, hide him, and spend the rest of his life in peace .

He only brought some documents with him, not even a bank card.

According to what he knew about the old man, he would definitely seal all his bank cards.

Qin Muyang contacted Zhao Jie Zixin. This guy has been very busy recently. While preparing for the wedding with his family, he did not forget to take care of Su Jiangbai.

Life is very unrestrained, thinking that in a few months, Zhao Zixin will be able to hold his own child, and he feels sore in his heart.

It's so late, but Zixin should have fallen asleep. He made a call but no one answered, so Qin Muyang made a second call.

This time, Zixin picked up the call, and asked him lazily, "You called me so late, what happened?"

"I ran out, I don't have any money with me, lend me some."

Zhao Zixin over there immediately woke up: "Run out? Are you and your old man having a falling out?"

"I fell out a long time ago. He locked me up during this time. I have been looking for a chance to come out, and I have no chance to contact you."

Shao Zixin didn't ask too much, and sent him an address to ask him to take refuge with his friend first.

"Thank you."

Shao Zixin "yelled" and laughed, "Why are you talking about this among friends, quickly find your child bride-in-law."

After hanging up the call, not long after, Zhao Zixin sent him an address location and contact person.

Qin Muyang turned on the navigation and drove towards the destination.

Time passed bit by bit, Qin Muyang thought, he wants to live, he has to live no matter what, and then find Ling Qiu in this vast sea of ​​people.

Xia Yang and the people on the construction site had a dinner ahead of time for the New Year's dinner, he ate absent-mindedly, his mind was full of Ling Qiu.

He is now nine months old and is about to give birth, so he is worried about him.

There were quite a few leaders at the table, but none of them left, and he was too embarrassed to leave.

These people didn't eat much food, they were all drinking. The contractor filled Xia Yang with wine and said it was hard work.

Xia Yang shook his head and said, "It's not hard." Then he picked up the wine glass absent-mindedly and drank it all in one gulp.

The contractor was stunned for a while, and said with a cheerful smile: "Xiao Xia, you can drink a lot, I really can't tell."

Xia Yang has thin skin and tender flesh, and is also slender. After drinking this glass of white wine, he never blinked or blushed.

Xia Yang regained his senses and looked at the empty glass in his hand. Does this count as a good limit for drinking?You should know that when he is doing "singing", he can drink forty or fifty cups at a time.

At first he didn't like the smell of alcohol, and even hated it, not to mention bad for his health.

When others are drunk, they are taken care of, but when he is drunk, he has to beware of those men who touch his ass.

He was alone, with no one to take care of him and no one to love him, so he could only take care of himself, so he secretly practiced drinking at home, and he got used to it over time, knowing how to keep himself from getting drunk when he was outside.

The contractor added another glass of wine for him, but this time Xia Yang didn't drink it, but waited until the toast before taking a sip.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and it was going to rain, Xia Yang felt uncomfortable and nervous.

He secretly asked the contractor: "Brother Li, can I leave early?"

"Is something wrong at home?"

Xia Yang said, "Someone is waiting."

The contractor smiled meaningfully, but didn't point it out, "Let's leave later, the leader is here today, and I will send out Chinese New Year red envelopes later."

Hearing the word red envelope, Xia Yang's eyes lit up, and he quietly asked, "How many red envelopes are there?"

The contractor thought for a while and replied, "One or two thousand, it varies every year."

— Two thousand to buy another down jacket for Ling Qiu, it's not a loss.

Xia Yang immediately gave up the idea of ​​going back, and continued to toast the leader. He has lived in that kind of place all year round, and pleasing people is part of his life, so he has a very sweet tongue.

Say something flattering, very sincere, not exaggerated and can flatter people comfortably.

Half an hour later, the sky began to rain violently, and the sound of pattering raindrops could be heard in the room, followed by lightning and thunder.

Even Xia Yang, who is not afraid of thunder, was startled by the thunder and had goose bumps all over his body.

Is Ling Qiu all right under the bridge?He remembered that he was afraid of the dark, so wouldn't he be even more afraid on this thunderstorm night?

In front of his eyes, Ling Qiu hid on the bed in fear and shivered under the quilt, his heart suddenly tightened, and a bad premonition arose.

The one or two thousand Xia Yang decided not to, he wanted to hurry back and return to Ling Qiu's side.

Seeing that his expression was not right, the contractor smiled and said, "Are you afraid of thunder?"

"Brother Li, I want to go back."

"Go back?" Brother Li glanced outside the window, "It's such a heavy rain, you're afraid that you'll become a dog if you go out, it's too dangerous."

The contractor was very disapproving of him leaving, not to mention losing one or two thousand in vain, and it was still dangerous. What should I do if such a big thunder hurts people.

Seeing that Xia Yang's face was still ugly, the contractor said, "I see, the rain won't last long? Don't worry, wait until the rain stops for a while before leaving."

This is the only way to go now, Xia Yang nodded and sat patiently.

He looked out of the window from time to time, praying for the rain to stop soon, but he didn't think that after half an hour, the rain had no tendency to stop.

After the leader finished drinking, he booked a ktv box for people to play.

Frightened by the rainstorm, everyone went, and Xia Yang was dragged by the contractor, and reluctantly went to the box.

The leader is happy to ask everyone to order songs today, and give out red envelopes if they sing well.

Xia Yang didn't listen to such happy things, he was in a fugue state, and his thoughts had already drifted away.

When he went to order songs, the contractor reminded him to order.

He picked up the microphone familiarly, and then clicked a song Qingmeihu on the karaoke stand.

When the music started, he was still out of state until he spoke.

"The green fox demon wraps her plain waist and smiles charmingly

Look forward to be charming

Taking a leisurely step back to explore Wan Qianyao

Moonflowers, Clouds and Bamboos

The wind is misty and self-dancing dexterously

Hibiscus Pretty Ice Cream”

It sings well and has a good voice, but it clearly reveals a sense of "eroticism".

A dozen or twenty pairs of eyes in the box stared at him in shock.

The leader is a 40-year-old straight man, and his face is full of embarrassment when he hears such a song.

The contractor looked at Xia Yang's imaginative "Jiao? Pan" singing, and couldn't help rushing up to pat him on the head, "What song are you playing...?"

This shot brought Xia Yang's mind back. He looked at the microphone in his hand, and then at the screen.

It's over, I'm used to this kind of song.

With a distressed face, he said awkwardly, "Sorry, I misplaced it."

After speaking, he immediately turned around, hurriedly clicked on a singer, and what came out was Liu Huan's "Hero Song".

When the music started, the embarrassment just now was gone.

Xia Yang raised his head and held the microphone and sang: "The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky are connected to the Big Dipper!"

The leader was satisfied with his performance, stood up and applauded, and shouted: "Good singing!"

Xia Yang had a good voice, and he sang everything nicely. The straight male leader was happy to hear it, and sent him a big red envelope of two thousand on the spot.

Looking at the transfer records on the phone screen, the tense heart that night finally felt a little bit more comfortable.

At this time, a waiter who delivered wine came in, Xia Yang asked, "Excuse me, is it still raining outside?"

The waiter nodded and replied: "The rainstorm is still falling, depending on the weather, it won't stop for a while."

Xia Yang immediately sat limply on the stool like a deflated ball.

It's been more than an hour, why hasn't the rain stopped...

Xia Yang called Ling Qiu to remind him that he was on the phone.

It's the same for several calls.

The contractor saw him huddled in a corner and dialed the number, and couldn't help but said: "The signal is not good in such a heavy rain, so you should stop calling. What can happen to people at home?"

That bridge hole is not considered a home, but it is dangerous.

Xia Yang didn't tell him about these things, and after calling several times unwillingly, Xia Yang put down the phone.

"I want to leave."

The contractor said: "You just got the red envelope. If you leave now, the leader will have a bad impression. You can sing two more songs..."

Xia Yang said a sullen "Yeah." He stayed for three hours, and it was already midnight.

The rain outside gradually stopped, Xia Yang thought in his heart, now he can go back to accompany Ling Qiu.