My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Chapter 69

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Xie Yang put down the tea cup and picked up the teapot to refill Qiu Xing with tea, euphemistically comforting.

Qiu Xing reluctantly suppressed his breath, and said: "The rumored matter, do you need me to help you..."

"No, it is rumored that I have already clarified it with the help of a senior in the entertainment industry."

Xie Yang put down the teapot and stared at Qiu Xing: "I told you this is not to make you angry, but to remind you that you trust Feng Qinglin, but Feng Qinglin definitely doesn't trust you. Even if Feng Qinglin I trust you, but he also trusts Mu Zhouyi, so I hope you can be a little bit defensive against Feng Qinglin in the future. All the information you tell him is not completely safe."

In the plot of the original book, Feng Qinglin has repeatedly used Qiu Xing's lack of defense against his relatives to obtain information from Qiu Xing. Regardless of whether or not Qiu Xing knew in the original book, and deliberately told Feng Qinglin information along the way, he would never allow Qiu Xing to still be completely undefended against Feng Qinglin as in the original book.

Qiu Xing's expression cleared slightly, and said, "I'm not defenseless against him."

"Then you just want to spoil him."

"..."

Qiu Xing suddenly leaned back and raised Erlang's legs, and asked with an attitude of "I don't care, I just ask casually": "Are you eating Qinglin's jealousy?"

Xie Yang paused and looked up and down the Xing Xing.

Qiu Xing picked up the teacup and drank tea, as stable as Mount Tai.

Something strange seems to have come over. But Xie Yang, for this kind of thing, is the least fond of temptation.

Xie Yang also raised Erlang's legs and replied: "I am a healthy person, why should I eat the jealousy of a brain-dead? Or do you want me to be jealous of Feng Qinglin?"

Qiu Xing put down his teacup and sneered: "How is it possible."

Xie Yang nodded, full of firepower: "Actually, it’s not impossible to eat the vinegar of Feng Qinglin. Again, if you are willing to divorce, and then let me recognize you as your uncle, then I will be very willing, even if it’s just for the sake of being an uncle. Go and be jealous of He Feng Qinglin."

Qiu Xing took a deep breath and put down the teacup. He couldn't hold back, he got up and stared, and said, "Stop thinking about it, go take a bath and sleep!" He took a step and left.

Xie Yang followed one step later.

When Qiu Xing stepped on the stairs on the second floor, Xie Yang habitually stretched his hand forward, trying to grasp Qiu Xing to complete the daily bedtime power infusion. As a result, as soon as he raised his hand, Qiu Xing in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around.

Qiu Xing stared scorchingly at Xie Yang's raised hand as if catching some clues, but he pretended to be cold on his face, and asked, "What are you doing with your hand?"

"..."

Xie Yang turned his hand to support the railing of the stairs, and said, "Auntie made the floor too slippery. I almost fell and wanted to help the railing."

Qiu Xing froze his expression and said, "Don't wrong auntie."

"Then I can only blame you. You walk in front of me and block my sight. I can't see the way, so I fall easily."

The corner of Qiu Xing's mouth dropped: "I didn't let you go behind me."

"You waited until I was so late, and I was too embarrassed to walk in front of you."

"Me? Waiting for you? Absurd."

"So you really did not keep the electricity on the work day secretly behind my back?"

"..."

Qiu Xing was so angry that he turned and left.

Xie Yang stood there looking at Qiu Xing.

One step, two steps, three steps... Qiu Xing stopped, then turned back in a big stride, stretched out his hand and rubbed Xie Yang’s head vigorously, messed up all of Xie Yang’s hairstyle, and said, “One kid still combs this. Hair, go to sleep!" After speaking, he turned and left.

Xie Yang grabbed Qiu Xing's hand.

Qiu Xing stopped abruptly, the corners of his mouth curled up and quickly flattened, turning around slowly and slowly to look at Xie Yang, his brows were faintly proud, but his face was noble and glamorous, and said: "Xie Yang, you really— "

"Xiu Xing, the man can't touch his head, I have tolerated you for a long time." Xie Yang second retracted the hand that was holding Qiu Xing, and then raised his hand and messed up Qiu Xing's hair. Going up to the third floor in a good mood.

Having lived for so many years, apart from a hair stylist, no one has ever dared to get the head of a hatred like this. He stayed there for three seconds, then looked at the stairs on the third floor in disbelief, for a long time, and said: "Lawlessness... It's really lawlessness!"

Qiu Xing slept again the next day.

Xie Yang guessed that Qiu Xing's sleep time became longer, partly because he was affected by the supernatural powers, and partly because his body needed to recover shortly after the heart surgery.

He went upstairs again into Qiu Xing's room. Qiu Xing fell asleep with his back to the door, and Xie Yang walked over, reaching out his hand toward Qiu Xing's brow.

Qiu Xing suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Xie Yang, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice when he woke up in the morning: "Xie Yang, do you want to hold on to the railing again when you reach out this time?"

"..."

Xie Yang straightened up and retracted his hand, and asked instead, "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Qiu Xing closed his eyes and let out a muffled snort from his throat, turned over and lay on his back, seeing that he was still very sleepy, and said: "I was awakened by a lie full of mice. Xie Yang, you cover up. It's useless, you just—"

"Auntie Nanny asked me to come up and call you for breakfast." Xie Yang interrupted Qiu Xing, bent over to help Qiu Xing pull the quilt, took the opportunity to pour the power into Qiu Xing's body through the quilt, then retracted his hand and said, " But since you are still sleepy, go ahead and sleep." After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

However, Qiu Xing suddenly put his hand out of the quilt and grabbed the arm of Guo Yang.

Xie Yang looked back at Qiu Xing.

"Only you are the most cunning. You said that you did a lot of things, and you deliberately pretended to be stupid." The ability has already worked, and the sleepiness has revived, and the voice of hatred slowly becomes lower. "Don't think about it this time. Ruyi..."

Qiu Xing's breathing became steady again, and the hand holding Xie Yang's arm slowly loosened, about to slip off.

Xie Yang grabbed Qiu Xing's slipped hand with his backhand, bent down and put Qiu Xing's hand back into the quilt, and pulled the quilt to Qiu Xing, and then patted Qiu Xing's eyebrows lightly, saying: "You are not Want to wish." The probe was half-stopped, all counting on others to take the initiative and think beautifully.

Xie Yang finally chose the New Year's Eve party invitation from the TV station of city b because he was close to home and didn't need to travel. Qin Cheng silently glanced at the Rongding Building on the opposite side, and said, "In fact, the party at the Fruit Terrace is more worthy of attending. His party has a high rating."

Xie Yang smiled and did not answer.

Qin Cheng changed the topic wittily and said: "Several performance videos from the dinner party yesterday have been posted on Weibo by V agency. Your performance with Ji Zehui and Shen Yan is currently the hottest. Fang Chengnan really didn't dare to publish about it. The draft of the piano accompaniment, but they asked the marketing account to fire up the topic of Gentleman Fang Chengnan. I have arranged for someone to pick it up as a passerby about your height. Now the response is good, but I will not arrange a hot search for you , You have a lot of exposure this time, it's time to keep a low profile for a while, otherwise it will easily arouse the disgust of passers-by."

"You can arrange it. Was my work a year ago only left with auditions and party recordings?"

Qin Cheng nodded: "That's it. By the way, I have already made an appointment for you at Master Long. The production of the new album will start as soon as the holiday ends after the new year. Isn't it okay?"

Xie Yang said there was no problem.

After discussing the business, Qin Cheng was about to leave, Xie Yang called him, and said: "By the way, you help me stare at Fang Chengnan and Mu Zhouyi to see if they two will cooperate recently."

Qin Cheng had to ask more: "Do you care about the Mu Zhouyi?"

Xie Yang turned up the love story of the power female and the brain-disabled relative that had been told to Hu Biao and told Qin Cheng again.

Qin Cheng: "..."

He seriously said: "You should tell me early on things like this. The entertainment industry is complicated, and any information that is not good for you requires special attention."

"This time it was my negligence."

"Do you have any other artists who are discordant?"

Xie Yang thought about it for a while, reported Xue Xian's name, and explained: "He wanted to cheat me, and then I robbed him of his job."

"You and him are the normal resource competition, which is different from Mu Zhouyi's personal grievances. Okay, I see, I will help you watch Mu Zhouyi."

Qin Cheng was very efficient, and only took over from Xie Yang in the morning to ask if Fang Chengnan and Mu Zhouyi had a task of cooperation, and then handed in the answer sheet in the afternoon.

"Fang Chengnan actually cooperated with Mu Zhouyi. Fang Chengnan's resident hot reality show "Extreme Battle" reportedly invited Mu Zhouyi as a guest of the new year's special, and went abroad to shoot for two consecutive episodes. Mu Zhouyi went through the last episode. After the hot search for Mohuman addiction, her popularity plummeted, her image was depleted, and several endorsements and collaborations were lost one after another, and her status was not as good as before. I can't figure out why the "Extreme Battle" program group would invite her."

Actually there is really cooperation.

Xie Yang thoughtfully.

"By the way, I also inquired about something else. Mu Zhouyi accepted the New Year's Eve party invitation from Z City Satellite TV. The performance was a solo, and the repertoire was the more difficult old song "Remembering Homeland". I heard that Z City Satellite TV We are planning to use the topic of'Mu Zhouyi's first singing' as a gimmick to pre-heat the New Year's Eve party."

solo

Xie Yang sat upright and asked, "Are you sure?"

"It's basically certain. All Davids believes that all the New Year's Eve parties recorded and broadcast have basically finalized the program. These news is very easy to inquire. What's wrong?"

Nothing, but a troublesome virus source is about to spread the virus again.

Xie Yang leaned back in his chair, and the idea of finding a way to get rid of Mu Zhouyi's evening show flashed through his mind, but he quickly denied it.

Let’s not say whether he has the capital to kill Mu Zhouyi’s show, just suppose that even if he took pains to kill Mu Zhouyi’s show this time, what about next time? As long as Mu Zhouyi had golden fingers and was not blocked, he would never be able to stop the possibility of Mu Zhouyi's emergence.

Only a thousand days are a thief, there is no thousand days to guard against a thief. It is useless to stare at Mu Zhouyi, what he has to do is to do a good job of anti-virus for his belongings.

Xie Yang and Qiu Xing were not busy on this day. They went home on time after get off work and had dinner together. During the meal, Xie Yang took advantage of the effort to get the tableware for Qiu Xing, and gave Qiu Xing the power in advance.

After the meal, the two went upstairs one after another, this time it was Qiu walking in front. When he reached the stairs on the second floor, Qiu Xing stopped slightly, and deliberately turned his hand sideways to the direction of Xie Yang. Xie Yang pretended not to see it, and went straight upstairs over Qiu Xing.

"..."