Cannon fodder husband and wife dressed as villains

Wang Cheng: ...

He really thinks that there is someone in his heart when his brain is flooded, "Oh..."

Lin Qiong looked at it, "Why are you sighing at such a young age?"

"..." Wang Cheng was speechless for a while, then glanced at the other party and planned to find another breakthrough, "In fact, Lin Qiong's life value is very high, as long as he is willing to work hard, there will be rewards one day."

"There is no need to depend on others for your life."

Lin Qiong: "Well, I know."

Wang Cheng's eyes widened, "You really know?"

Lin Qiong nodded.

Wang Cheng: "Then why did you get married?"

Lin Qiong bowed her head in embarrassment, "I don't want to work hard anymore."

"..."

Lin Qiong looked at him, blinked her eyes twice and said very deeply: "Efforts may not necessarily succeed, but giving up must be easy.

Dead wood does not carve!

Wang Cheng looked at him heartbroken, "That's because you didn't work hard at all! You know that there are many young actors like you who work hard. Do you know how long it takes for someone to be on stage for one minute?"

Lin Qiong froze for a moment when the other party spoke passionately, "60 seconds?"

Wang Cheng: ...

What a money slave.

Finally, Wang Cheng watched Lin Qiong enter the villa area with bitter eyes.

At this time the sun was about to set, and Lin Qiong walked towards home facing the bright orange sunlight.

When entering the door, I deliberately put the wrapping paper bag in my hand behind my back. Life still needs some sense of ritual.

Lin Qiong stretched out her fluffy head to look left and right, and after confirming that Fu Xingyun was not on the first floor, she swaggered in with a paper bag.

First, he went to his room to change his clothes, and then he took his things to the door of Fu Xingyun's study.

Knock-knock—twice, the young voice from outside the door was as clear as a little sun that never goes out, "Xingyun, I'm back!"

Fu Xingyun was in the study looking at Lin Qiong's information that had been re-investigated before, when he heard a voice outside the door, he put the paper in his hand into the drawer in an orderly manner.

When he came to open the door, he met Lin Qiong's bright smiling face like a sunflower.

Fu Xingyun glanced at it, then cut to the chase, "What's the matter?"

Lin Qiong's eyes sparkled, "I brought you a gift back."

As he spoke, he handed the paper bag in his hand to the other party.

"See if you like it. I'm going downstairs to cook."

He turned and went downstairs without waiting for the other party to reply.

Fu Xingyun glanced down at the paper bag in his hand, and then opened it to reveal a dark red knitted handmade blanket lying inside.

The hand holding the paper bag froze, and then glanced at his legs. There was a silent silence in the study, and then the man reached out and threw the handmade blanket on the sofa in the study without taking another look.

There were no takeaway packages in the trash cans in the restaurant and kitchen, presumably because Fu Xingyun didn't eat the meal at noon, and he made more for dinner on purpose.

When Fu Xingyun came to the restaurant, he saw a higher rice bowl than yesterday's pile.

If what was yesterday was a hill, what is today is a mountain.

Fu Xingyun: "..."

After the two sat down, they began to eat, and Lin Qiong didn't speak again except after asking about the taste.

He put his head down and pawed at the food, probably because he was always hungry when he was hungry and full in his previous life, he has always been serious about eating.

After eating, Lin Qiong patted her white belly and collapsed on the chair.

Then he looked up and saw that the other party was still eating.

Lin Qiong watched for a moment, Fu Xingyun's appetite was bigger than he imagined, and he was a real carnivore. He would eat some vegetables but very few. It can be said that he only ate what looked pleasing to the eye.

After the other party put down the chopsticks, Lin Qiong asked, "Do you like the gift?"

Fu Xingyun raised his eyes and met the expectant gaze of the other party, and then said in a perfunctory tone, "I like it."

Lin Qiong saw that the other party was not emotional, "I think you are lying to me."

Fu Xingyun: "A white lie."

"..." Lin Qiong pursed her lips, and then asked tentatively, "You don't like it?"

Fu Xingyun was silent for a while, watching the other party's expectant eyes come to his mouth, and he couldn't say anything when he asked the other party to take it back. Then he said dryly, "I don't hate it."

He was really surprised when he opened the paper bag and saw the contents, but after experiencing a lot, he always thought of the worst.

Is there anything on this handmade rug,

Is this a provocation from the other party?

However, looking at the innocent and expectant eyes of the young man at this time, Fu Xingyun knew that he was overthinking and despicable.

Don't hate = like it.

Relying on her amazing comprehension ability, Lin Qiong bowed her head and smiled shyly, feeling as if she was raising her son for a moment.

Immediately, I felt that my chest was much wider.

Looking at the time, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon. It may be because the two of them were working outside and didn't eat at noon, so they felt hungry like wolfs and tigers at this time.

Then Lin Qiong quickly decided to have supper after nine o'clock.

After Fu Xingyun returned to the room, he glanced at An Xiang's handmade blanket lying on the sofa, and Lin Qiong's expectant gaze at the dinner table flashed in his mind.

I wanted to reach out to pick it up, but a voice suddenly appeared in my heart.

What if he was faking it?

Here it comes again, Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, his thoughts began to appear after the fire.

This is his vigilance and distrust of everything outside.

But it's better than being deceived by others, stretching out and retracting his hand, after all, he didn't pick up the handmade blanket on the sofa.

At 09:30 in the evening, Lin Qiong knocked on the door as promised.

Fu Xingyun put the documents into the drawer, "What's the matter?"

The other party's voice came from outside the door, "Come out for supper!"

Fu Xingyun glanced at the time, his dark eyebrows frowned instantly, "Don't eat."

"Farewell." Lin Qiong persevered outside the door, "Shouldn't you be able to sleep well at night?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Fu Xingyun's face.

Then the study door was pushed open from the outside, and Lin Qiong poked his fluffy head in, "I won't have hungry dreams at night after eating supper."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Fu Xingyun had never eaten at this time in his life, and at first he sneered at Lin Qiong's eating at this time.

When I got to the restaurant, I found that after eating most of the food, I seemed to be really happy.

In the evening, after Lin Qiong washed and changed into her pajamas, she went to Fu Xingyun's room, said good night to him, and then ended her busy day and fell on the bed.

I thought I would fall asleep because of today's exhaustion, but who would have stared at the ceiling of the roof.

Well, can't sleep at all.

It turns out that today's busy day is nothing compared to the 2000 meters a few days ago.

Lin Qiong purred and rolled on the bed like a cat, then got up and walked out of the French window.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the wind is gentle. They seem to be able to talk.

The night wind mixed with the moonlight blew in my ears, as if to say, "If you don't sleep, you will die suddenly."

"..."

Lin Qiong shivered, and the cuckoo bird fluttered its wings twice in the moonlight and flew back into the house.

After taking the model pictures, Lin Qiong never went out to work in the next week, not because he didn't want to but because no one was looking for her.

Thinking about it, it is true that the brands that make too much money and spend a lot of money will come to him.

In the afternoon, Lin Qiong was lying on the deck chair outside the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, basking in the sun. The sun was warming her body. Lin Qiong squinted her eyes comfortably, like a leisurely Persian cat wagging its big tail leisurely in the sun.

After an unknown amount of time, a man's voice came from the top of his head, "There is a banquet tomorrow night, and I need you to accompany me there."

Lin Qiong lazily opened her eyes, and saw Fu Xingyun upside down.

The other party's appearance is not to be picked, but looking at it from the other side is a bit weird, Lin Qiong couldn't hold back a moment of laughter.

I saw the young man's beautiful face smiling brightly under the sun, as if it was more dazzling than the scorching light, "Okay."

In the evening of the next day, someone brought clothes for the banquet. Lin Qiong couldn't tell the difference between a men's suit and a formal dress, so she picked one at random and put it on.

After getting into the car, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Whose banquet are we going to?"

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes and rested his mind. After hearing the other party's question, he said in a neutral tone, "It's the [-]th birthday of the old man of the Sun family."

After Lin Qiong heard this, her small mouth opened into an O shape.

Soon the two arrived at the banquet place, which was a very luxurious mansion.

Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun to walk in, and found that there were quite a lot of people here, including the rich second generations who I saw at the wedding before.

The two came to the home court and saw a group of people surrounding an old man not far away, so they knew that this was tonight's birthday star.

"Grandpa Sun is really in good shape. He doesn't look eighty at all, but looks like a man in his 50s or [-]s."

"Grandpa Sun is as handsome as before!"

"Uncle Sun's nephew specially brought a good Ganoderma lucidum today."

"Grandpa is an auspicious person."

Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun to stand still not far away, listening to the group of people bullying with their eyes closed.

These scenes at the banquet are commonplace, Lin Qiong just felt that the address was a bit awkward.

They call people as if they all have a surname plus a seniority, but they are not related to Ben.

Fu Xingyun didn't seem to like this kind of occasion very much either, and his visit today was just a formality.

"Wait a while and go there."

Lin Qiong nodded after hearing this, and waited for the group of people to disperse before Lin Qiong pushed people forward slowly.

However, before they got there, they saw a middle-aged woman, "Dad, that's not what you said when you invested in big brother's shares. You said that I wouldn't lose money if I helped big brother invest in vacancies, but now Woolen cloth?!"

Melon breath.

Grandpa Sun glanced at his youngest daughter, "It's all about the family's loss. You asked for something in return for helping your elder brother, right? You don't know how to help each other between brothers and sisters. If I leave in the future, the relationship between you brothers and sisters will be lost." Not bad."

The woman had a bitter face, "Dad, what are you talking about!"

Lin Qiong can be seen clearly, this is the patriarchal grandpa Sun who asked his daughter to help his son deal with the mess and backhanded him.

But after all, it's not my own business, and it's not easy for outsiders to intervene.

"Okay, that's all for now, don't make me angry on a good day." Grandpa Sun saw someone coming and waving them away, "I hope you understand the truth that a loss is a blessing."

After the woman left, Lin Qiong pushed Fu Xingyun forward, and didn't say any congratulations for a while. After a long time of deliberation, she finally managed to say, "I wish you happiness like the East China Sea."