The Wealthy Husband

Qi Ling looked at their naturally intertwined hands, raised the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and whispered, "You stay first..."

"I live with you," Qi Ling said without saying a word, Ding Cheng grabbed Qi Ling's hand, "Wherever you live, I will live too." They finally lived together, how could they live together again? Separated.

Qi Ling saw the firmness in Ding Cheng's eyes, and he pondered for a while, "Well, let's live in our own house first, and we will go back to the old house for two days after 28|[-], and we will come here again on the first day of the Lunar New Year before you start the machine. , how are you?"

Because Ding Cheng didn't quite get used to Qi's house, Qi Ling tried his best to take care of him and came here, but he had to go back to the old house on New Year's Eve, otherwise the public opinion from the outside world might affect Ding Cheng, which he didn't want to see, and Ding If Cheng wants to follow him, he can only go back.

"Well, I'll listen to you," Ding Cheng was satisfied when he saw that he hadn't been left behind. As for Qi Zhai, he wasn't afraid during the day, but at night he had Qi Ling to follow, so he shouldn't be too afraid.

Qi Ling has basically seen his most cowardly appearance, and Ding Cheng planned to smash the can.

They agreed to go back to the house to take a bath, and then go to the living room downstairs to watch TV, and then help to decorate the mourning hall. The time is 09:30 in the evening, which is when Ding Zhai sleeps. For the younger generation, it is their free time At the beginning, play games on mobile phones or deal with things casually.

After Ding Cheng changed his clothes, he sat on the sofa and pondered over the script seriously. Qi Ling came over with an ice pack and ointment, and turned slightly towards Ding Cheng's face, trying to make these traces disappear today.

Ding Cheng glanced at Qi Ling, then lowered his head to read the script, after a while, his expression changed slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Qi Ling, there was a little aggressiveness in his warm eyes, and his voice was deliberately low.

"Qi Ling, you must always be so obedient." The original words in the script are, Chen Ji, you must always be so obedient...

The two looked at each other, and after a while, Ding Cheng smiled and hugged Qi Ling's neck, "The more I think about it, the more I think Duanmu Yueren is very strange..."

He has an indescribable possessive desire for Chen Ji, and hatred alone will not do this, maybe something other than hatred has sprouted in getting along with each other day by day.As for Chen Ji's character design, he is heartless and merciful everywhere, but he trusts Duanmu Yueren from the beginning to the end, and the simple brotherhood is not like this...

The more Ding Cheng thought about it, the more he felt strange. He turned his eyes away from Qi Ling's face, glanced at the script again, and shook his head, "Cough, I might be distracted by the online CP fans..."

Ever since the announcement on the W blog that both the drama version and the movie version of "Lonely Moon" will start filming, all kinds of CP fans have flocked to appear, even the hero and the villain behind the scenes have CP fans, Ding Cheng also saw it when browsing the materials, and also watched Through an analysis essay with tens of thousands of words, looking for the truth of their love among various clues.

Ding Cheng looked at Qi Ling again, raised his hand to touch Qi Ling's eyebrows and the corners of his eyes, "It's still better..."

The feeling Qi Ling gave Ding Cheng has changed slightly from before. Qi Ling used to look cold and indifferent, but he was actually quite paranoid. Now he seems to have escaped from paranoia a little bit, as if a completely closed door suddenly opened a gap. .

This gap allowed Ding Cheng to see the direction and hope of exerting force. No matter what made Qi Ling's mentality change, Ding Cheng wanted to be grateful.

Qi Ling didn't know what Ding Cheng was talking about with Ding Cheng's endless words, but he hugged Ding Cheng back, and after a while, he directly picked him up and walked quickly to the bed , before putting the person down.

"We've worked so hard today, let's go to bed." He seemed to have heard that it's not good to be too involved in the drama, and he was the other unique protagonist in Ding Cheng's life.

"Okay," Ding Cheng agreed, he rolled inside, and pulled the quilt away for Qi Ling, Qi Ling lay down, and he clung to him, "It's so warm to sleep like this, I don't know how I got through it before... "

After getting used to Qi Ling's body temperature, and letting Ding Cheng go back to sleep by himself, he probably really suffered from insomnia.

Qi Ling turned sideways, hugged him, kissed Ding Cheng lightly on the forehead, and fell asleep hugging each other.Ding Cheng's doubts also brought up his doubts, and Qi Ling didn't understand why he used to be so firm in feeling that he didn't need anyone's likes.

Early the next morning, relatives from the Jiang family came over one after another, as well as a few friends who would also come in previous years. The atmosphere of worship was not very sad, it was purely a kind of remembrance, a remembrance of Jiang Ziyun.

Although the photo on the table is black and white, the people inside are recognizable at a glance. Jiang Ziyun's character is straightforward and straightforward, and she is the type who is easy to make close friends with.

After the elders offered incense, it was the turn of the nephew and nephew first. The two of them worshiped together. Today there was an extra Qi Ling, and no one left an order.

Ding Cheng and Qi Ling took the incense, then knelt down on the futon together, Xiang raised his head and bowed down.

Ding Cheng raised his eyes to look at the photo on the case, his eyes showed a little nostalgia, but he solemnly introduced to Jiang Ziyun again, this was something he didn't dare to say when they came to pay respects last time.

"Mom, this is Qi Ling, the Qi Ling I have always liked, don't worry, we will be fine."

"Mom, Chengcheng and I will have a good life," Qi Ling accepted Ding Cheng's words, they turned their heads slightly to look at each other, and then continued to kowtow.

When they bowed down, old man Ding, Ding Hande and the others also breathed a sigh of relief. The change in Qi Ling's attitude towards Ding Cheng was also the key to their change of attitude.

And the statement in front of the deceased elders is more convincing.

Ding Cheng and Qi Ling got up and retreated to the side, and now it was the turn of the younger generation of the Jiang family and some friends who came to pay respects.

There were four tables for lunch, and we chatted in the afternoon, and then some people left one after another, including uncles, aunts and many cousins ​​who rarely came home, but everyone was not very reluctant, and they would all come back in a week.

Qi Ling and Ding Cheng stayed one more night and left. After seeing off those people, they went back to the house and took a nap.

But when Ding Cheng woke up, Qi Ling was not there, and he was called by Ding Bo to Mr. Ding's study to talk inside.

Ding Cheng couldn't find anyone when he got up, so he could only wait in the living room near the study, and listen to his father's gossip by the way, which belongs to the hobby of some middle-aged people.

"Sit closer, let me have a look..." Ding Hande chatted for a while, and asked Ding Cheng to sit closer. He looked at Ding Cheng's face very carefully, and his face was still a little unhappy. ..."

"In the future, if you have to fight back, fight back. Your father will stand up for you." Ding Hande said in a rough voice, and then patted Ding Cheng on the shoulder. He muttered, "I almost have no face to see you|Mom..."

She left it to his precious son, he was beaten right under his nose, what face would he have to chat with her.

"It's okay, it won't happen in the future," Ding Cheng smiled at Ding Hande. He was completely unprepared when he was beaten yesterday, and they won't have an opportunity to take advantage of it in the future.

Ding Hande reluctantly nodded his head in agreement. No matter how angry he was with Mrs. Jiang's move, he would never be able to do anything to her. Ding Cheng's beating seemed to be nothing but tossing...

"I'll take a call..."

Ding Hande picked up the phone and listened to it for a while, he was a little dazed, and then looked in the direction of the study strangely.

Ding Cheng kept looking at Ding Hande, and naturally saw his abnormalities. Seeing that Ding Hande hung up the phone, Ding Cheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing? It's just that Mrs. Ying was beaten by... my brother-in-law."

The two uncles Ding Cheng who just came here this morning seemed to be ignorant of what happened yesterday, but they just returned to Jiang's house, so he slapped Ying Xiulan and called Jiang Xiuyun's husband Come here and take people back.

Obviously, he also found the key to Mrs. Jiang's attack on Ding Cheng. Without Jiang Xiuyun's instigation, even if Mrs. Jiang didn't like Ding Cheng, she wouldn't want to do it.

She thought she was a smart person, but she also treated everyone else as fools, so this slap was not an injustice.

"Jingjia, tell the guard that Jiang Xiuyun's mother and daughter are not allowed to come to the door from now on..."

Ding Hande narrowed his eyes. He didn't find the key point when he got angry yesterday, otherwise he should have given Jiang Xiuyun a slap in the face, but he couldn't do the thing of going to beat someone afterwards, but it is impossible for her to come to the door in the future that's it.

Thinking about it, he added another sentence, "In the future, there will be a banquet at home, so there is no need to send her a post..."

"Hmph, it should have been like this a long time ago..." Ding Cheng didn't want to think that he couldn't do it no matter how much trouble he used to, but now that he got a slap, he didn't feel much worth touching his face, but he didn't have to be bullied again. Yes, always happy.

"When visiting relatives, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face... In the future, you don't need to look at the Buddha's face either."

Ding Hande rubbed Ding Cheng's hair again to appease any grievances he might have. He glanced at the study and explained to himself, "Actually, it's mainly your grandfather's intention. It's easy to suffer..."

Jiang Xiuyun's mother and daughter are obstacles left by Mr. Ding to Ding Cheng, but now that these obstacles are getting worse, they need to be cleared.

"Well," Ding Cheng responded in a low voice, barely accepting such an excuse.

"By the way, what did Grandpa ask Qi Ling for? How did it take so long..." Not counting his sleeping time, he has been sitting here talking with Ding Hande for more than half an hour. Unless it is about business, the general chat will not so long.

"I don't know about that..." Ding Hande shook his head, beckoned to the servant, and immediately brought out a plate of Ding Cheng's favorite pastries. There was something to eat, and the waiting time would not feel too long .

Qi Ling had been in Mr. Ding's study all the time. Before dinner, Ding Cheng found a reason to knock on the door, and the people talking inside felt that so much time had passed.

"Hahaha, you have a good idea!" Mr. Ding patted Qi Ling on the shoulder, and then his voice was restrained. Qi Ling nodded and motioned for him to go to open the door. Ding Cheng, who was lying on the door and listening hard, also came in.

"It's time to eat, I'll call you," Ding Cheng said, looking at Mr. Ding's face. He seemed to hear his grandfather laugh. It's not like Mr. Ding hasn't laughed all these years, but such a loud laugh is absolutely rare. countable.

But what he didn't do, Qi Ling actually did.

Ding Cheng quietly gave Qi Ling a thumbs up, and then went to help old man Ding.

They ate, and Ding Cheng brought chess from the study. He and Mr. Ding were on the side, and Qi Ling and Ding Hande were on the side. There were winners and losers. They played for almost three hours, and the four left without getting enough.

Ding Cheng nodded to Qi Ling, the two of them smiled tacitly, and then went back upstairs hand in hand.

Coming back this time, Qi Ling's status in the Ding family has risen a lot, and with time, maybe they can become a real family.

Early the next morning, Qi Ling sent Ding Cheng to Qin Feng's class first, and then he went to Qiming Building.

Ding Cheng came into the dance practice room with a small package of clothes, Qin Feng also came in soon, but he didn't ask Ding Cheng to practice as soon as he came in like in the past, but stared at Ding Cheng with a tigerish face.

Ding Cheng blinked his eyes, not understanding what happened to Qin Feng, he turned his head and started practicing basic skills first.

Qin Feng continued to walk over with his arms folded. He squinted his eyes, "The rhythm is wrong, and the breathing is not adjusted properly. I usually teach you this way?"

Qin Feng didn't want to look at Ding Cheng's innocent expression anymore, so he walked over and turned on the music, which was the song that Ding Cheng danced to Qi Ling that night.

Ding Cheng rubbed his cheeks, his cheeks turned red, he never expected that his dancing like a peacock would be seen by the teacher who taught him the dance, but Qin Feng didn't seem to be dissatisfied with him dancing in the ballroom, but dissatisfied with He didn't dance well.

"Yes, I... will dance for you again."

Then Ding Cheng danced this dance all morning until Qin Feng couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Of course, the matter of his dancing in the ballroom has not passed yet. Before he left Qin Feng's room after class, he saw Su Ya waiting for him outside. This time, Ding Cheng guessed why Su Ya came coming.

When Ding Cheng got in the car, he first explained the situation. After explaining the ins and outs clearly, Ding Cheng defended himself again, "I covered my face, and the use of video equipment is not allowed in that dance hall. I should... didn't cause any trouble, did I?"

"That's because you haven't appeared in front of the big screen yet, or do you think covering your face is enough?" Ding Cheng can't imagine how sharp the eyes of those paparazzi are now.

Su Ya's face was very serious, but Ding Cheng's frank attitude was not bad, he glanced over there, let Ding Cheng continue to reflect, he took him to eat something good, and they went around the studio by the way Son.

"This is Li Tuanming and Song Yuan, both assistants assigned to you."

Su Ya introduced to Ding Cheng first, and he had already told two assistants, a man and a woman, about Ding Cheng's situation.

"Hello, Mr. Ding," said Li Tuanming and Song Yuan, who looked like they were not very old, especially Song Yuan who was in his early 20s, but they seemed to fit Su Ya's recruitment criteria, and they weren't the kind who would do anything.

"Hello," Ding Cheng shook hands with them and smiled at them again. Then Su Ya took him to another room and saw an acquaintance.

"Zhuang Le, your exclusive makeup artist," Su Ya said, and then nodded with Zhuang Le.

"Ding Cheng, I will give you more advice in the future," makeup artist Zhuang Le shrugged, and his tone was more casual, but the way he looked at Ding Cheng was not the same as before. He and his two assistants were told in advance that the real boss of this studio is actually It was Ding Cheng himself.

And there are backers behind it, but they have to wait for the right time to let them know.

Zhuang Le was willing to agree to Su Ya. It was purely stimulated by the incident last time. Although he could receive a lot of interesting jobs from various production crews, he had no backstage, and anyone would dare to step on him. Zhuang Le was not that kind at all. A character that is willing to be trampled on.

Ding Cheng's driver and bodyguard are still served by Dong Menglai, but his salary will be paid by the studio in the future. Ding Cheng and Su Ya are more at ease about the people sent by Qi Ling.

"Everyone will get used to it in the studio for a few days first, we will have a holiday on 23rd, and we will go to work on the sixth day."

Su Ya announced the holiday arrangement that she had discussed with Ding Cheng in advance, Li Tuanming and Song Yuan were new recruits and behaved more reservedly, Zhuang Le applauded directly.

If I work another four or five days, I will be able to take a two-week vacation, receive my salary, and get a red envelope during the Chinese New Year. Such a good thing is rare.

After a brief meeting, Su Ya assigned some work to them. Song Yuan went to class with Ding Cheng first, and Li Tuanming stayed to help Su Ya.

Zhuang Le is responsible for formulating Ding Cheng's recipes, fitness plan, maintenance plan and so on.In addition to being a makeup artist, he is also a nutritionist. Everything is going on in an orderly manner, and he is waiting for the official start of work after the year.

"Mr. Ding..."

"You can just call me Ding Cheng. You can ask me directly if you don't understand." Ding Cheng glanced at Song Yuan who was slightly nervous. He nodded to her to comfort her, and then took the initiative to talk about his habits. Nod your head and write it down.

She doesn't have a big personality, but she handles things fairly neatly, which is probably why Su Ya chose her.

Two days later, Ding Cheng's class at Qin Feng's side officially ended. He didn't have to go there every day, but he had to report to him about the practice. Zhou Nan's class was also suspended, but he also assigned a lot of homework for Ding Cheng.

It is impossible for Ding Cheng to let go and play as before at this young age, but it will be even more impossible in the future.

The matter on his side was over, but Qi Ling couldn't calm down like him. For several days in a row, he had been holding meetings since he started the company. There were many meetings and small meetings. When Ding Cheng came to the company, he basically could only read books by himself. , He didn't follow in the next two days, and studied at home by himself.

On the 28th of the lunar calendar, there are only three days before the Chinese New Year. Qi Ling and Ding Cheng drove to the Qi family's old house.

Qi Ling patted Ding Cheng's hand to comfort him. Ding Cheng looked around, then held Qi Ling's hand tightly, "It's broad daylight, I'm not afraid..."

But the key point is that he and Qi Ling had to spend the night in the old house for three consecutive days, no more, no less, which happened to be the time when he came to live in Qi's house after his last marriage.

Ding Cheng's appearance was so cute that he was trying to hide it, the gloom in Qi Ling's heart suddenly dissipated, he stretched out his hand, and pressed Ding Cheng's head to his shoulder, "Take a rest, I will call you when we arrive."

"Yeah," Ding Cheng blinked, and obediently leaned on Qi Ling's shoulder. The originally forced smile on his face became natural. He lightly rubbed his forehead against the side of Qi Ling's neck, and slowly closed his eyes. Going to bed, I was just resting, but I didn't expect to fall asleep.

Sleepy-eyed, he was dragged by Qi Ling to Qi Ling's room in the Qi residence, where he rolled directly into the quilt, and it took him a while to sit up again.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Qi Ling was quite familiar with Ding Cheng's sleepy trance state, he sat down, rubbed Ding Cheng's hair, and asked softly.

In the past few days, Ding Cheng studied at home by himself, but worked harder, and used his evening time. Ding Cheng actually attached great importance to the first role in the first TV series.

"Then will you sleep with me?" Ding Cheng asked subconsciously, he looked straight at Qi Ling, the expectation in his eyes was undisguised.

Qi Ling pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll accompany you." Even if there is something to do, it's not short of time to sleep with Ding Cheng.

When Qi Ling and Ding Cheng came back to the old house, the housekeeper Wang Dan brought his servants to welcome them in, but he sent Qi Ling and Ding Cheng to the door of the bedroom and waited for more than an hour before the two came out of the room.

The depressed feeling in Wang Dan's heart was stronger than when he learned that Qi Ling moved out to live with Ding Cheng. His complexion darkened, and he had to correct his attitude.

"Sir, madam, what do you want for lunch, I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

"Simple dishes are fine, Qi Ling and I don't choose anything," Ding Cheng glanced at the butler of the Qi family who had a vague impression, he agreed, then pulled Qi Ling around him, and continued downstairs.

"Take me for a stroll..." He is familiar with it, maybe he doesn't need to cling to Qi Ling all the time, and he is also afraid that his appearance will make Qi Ling despise him.

Qi Ling seemed to see Ding Cheng's worry, he raised his hand to rub Ding Cheng's hair, and when he withdrew his hand, his fingertips lightly brushed Ding Cheng's eyebrows, the two looked at each other, and then suddenly withdrew their eyes together, It was like being electrocuted.

After a while, Qi Ling took Ding Cheng's hand and led him out of the living room. They first strolled around the sunny outer courtyard.

Qi Mansion was built in imitation of the burnt old palace on the original site, with pavilions, pavilions, and paths leading to secluded places. It is an old-fashioned house in the true sense, and it is completely different from the western style of Ding Mansion.

This kind of imitation is only in appearance. Apart from the decoration style, the rooms inside the building have all the modern equipment that should be there.

After all, Qi Ling has lived here for nearly 20 years, and his temperament fits well with the buildings here. Ding Cheng was a bit out of place. He looked back and saw no one was following them, so he gently held Qi Ling's hand.

"It's very beautiful here, but there are too few people..."

In the old mansions, there were mostly maids and servants. Now in the old mansion, he saw seven or eight of them. They walked through many places and they were directly locked. This place is too realistic, and the sense of age is very strong. Ding Cheng reckoned that the buildings in some movie theaters couldn't compare.

"Where did you often hang out?" Ding Cheng asked. He was actually very curious about Qi Ling's affairs, but he knew how to measure, and he also knew where the emotional boundaries were. He had to wait until he should know before asking, just like now so.

Qi Ling paused when he heard this, and then led Ding Cheng to turn a corner. They came to the most beautiful part of Qi Mansion, its garden. Even in winter, the scenery of this garden is still amazing.

Ding Cheng looked at it for a while, Qi Ling pulled him away again, this place was just passing by, they went around to the back of the garden, and passed a small garden, only to see a small building, like a pavilion, but there was another building under it. small house.

"I used to read books here," Qi Ling led Ding Cheng around to the back of the house, only to see a wooden ladder, they climbed up, there were only two wooden blocks, they sat down with their knees touching their knees, Ding Cheng couldn't help smiling.

"Isn't it right to hide here?" This remote place, probably won't be able to find Qi Ling even for dinner.

However, Ding Cheng's smile faded away quickly. Qi's house was already deserted and quiet enough, and Qi Ling needed to find a quieter place to read. He didn't need to ask carefully, he knew that Qi Ling didn't have much happiness here. time.

"It's not bad here," Ding Cheng nodded, and then he leaned closer, hugged Qi Ling, and put his chin on his shoulder. He hugged Qi Ling like this, as if he could hug Qi Ling once before hiding here alone. It looks like a little Qiling who reads a book.

Qi Ling raised his hand slowly, and he hugged Ding Cheng back, a little relief appeared on his calm face, he gently followed Ding Cheng's back, they didn't talk anymore, they just hugged and leaned on each other, It is better than a thousand words.