Qiu Qiu stared at those few English words, and the little flowers in his heart bloomed one by one. Unable to hold it in his heart, he fell to the ground, and in a short while the room was full of his sweethearts.
He was holding a small book with fiance written on it, and felt that it was inappropriate to put it in a schoolbag, in a dictionary, and even more inappropriate to keep it on the table. He wished he could frame it with a photo frame and hang it on the wall as soon as he entered the door. In this way, when every guest enters the house, they can see the proof of their love at first sight.
Qiu Qiu was so happy, he couldn't help but ran into the bedroom, stopped the godfather who was changing clothes, and asked expectantly: "Godfather, godfather, are you proposing to me?"
Fu Ruien deliberately teased him: "What proposal? Didn't we get married a long time ago?"
"... huh?" Qiu Qiu looked down at his hand—the ring finger was bare, with nothing on it.
Fu Ruien pretended to be disappointed: "Before Qiuqiu said that he would add the name of his godfather to your 300 million real estate certificate, I thought it was a proposal to his godfather. So in your heart, we are not considered husband and wife ah?"
Fu Ruien never knew that the "300 million real estate" that Qiu Qiu talked about actually existed, and he only regarded it as a joke between them, and joked it out from time to time.
"Forget it! Forget it!" Qiu Qiusheng was afraid that his godfather would be disappointed, so he hurriedly comforted him, "In my heart, we have long been a family with my godfather..."
"But the most important thing in a family is honesty, but Qiuqiu is not honest enough with her godfather..."
Qiu Qiu was so wronged that he pouted his mouth like a duckling: "Where is it that I'm not honest enough? Is it because I'm wearing clothes?"
"Then tell me what's going on with Xin Tian?"
"..."
"We haven't had a photo together yet, you've already taken pictures with her head to head."
Although Fu Ruien pretended not to care about Xin Tian in front of He Yu, he privately read the Weibo post that caused an uproar over and over again. He believed that Qiu Qiu had nothing to do with her, but when he saw two equally young and beautiful young people leaning together and facing the camera in the picture, an indescribable fire burned in his chest.
Well, he admitted that at that moment, he really panicked.
Qiu Qiu was only twenty-one years old, rounded off to only half his age, even if he took good care of himself and had a young mind, when they were together, he still worried that he would not be able to satisfy his young lover.
Not sexual, money, emotional "dissatisfaction", but psychological "dissatisfaction". Many things that Fu Ruien experienced were created by time, and no matter how hard Qiu Qiu tried to catch up, there was no way to make up for this distance. Love can narrow the distance between two people, but it cannot completely smooth it out.
So occasionally, Fu Ruien would also worry that one day Qiu Qiu would get bored with himself, feel that he shouldn't waste his youth on him, and instead find a partner of his age.
His good friend Xu Shengyao also faced the same problem. Xu Shengyao's lover is his unrelated younger brother. The difference between the two brothers is sixteen years old. Their situation is similar, so apart from business affairs, they also talk about relationship issues in private.
Fu Ruien asked him: "Although I believe in Qiuqiu's love, I occasionally feel a sense of urgency and worry that he will leave."
Xu Shengyao replied: "Your mentality tortured me for a long time back then, and then I figured it out—don't you need to worry about a well-run company?"
The president has made a move, so let's stop.
For a thriving company, no matter how high the annual profit is, the controller of the company still needs to work hard every day. Only in this way can the company continue to grow.
Emotions are the same. It is with 10% of worries that a sense of urgency can be generated and the remaining 90% of benign development can be promoted.
No matter how strong and confident a man is, after investing in a relationship, he will feel concerned about gains and losses. He doesn't need to force himself to completely expel that negative emotion.
These are all part of the relationship, and they are worth savoring carefully.
In fact, Qiu Qiu gave him a lot of promises.
Qiu Qiu once said that he hoped that his godfather would live to be a hundred years old, but he only needed to live to be eighty-one. Fu Ruien always remembered this sentence. Although it was just a joke, Fu Ruien felt that it was more touching than all love words.
Although he knew in his heart that Qiu Qiu would not fall in love with someone else, but the CEO was unhappy, and of course he needed a kiss from his son to calm down.
Fu Ruien proposed to ask Qiu Qiu to compensate him for his mental loss.
"How to make up for it?" Qiu Qiu has never met a jealous godfather, and once in a while, it's just a couple's interest, and he will definitely follow each other.
"Meat compensation."
While talking, Fu Ruien handed the student uniform on the bed to Qiu Qiu. Qiu Qiu looked down, and found that the shirt, trousers and jacket in his arms were the one he wore in the lipstick advertisement. How could he still not understand—the godfather planned to change his taste today, instead of eating fresh meat, he planned to eat tender meat up.
With a blushing face, he hugged his clothes and went to the bathroom to change, and quickly stripped himself naked and put on Xiao Nenrou's exclusive school uniform.
He in the mirror is familiar but unfamiliar. Obviously, many staff members had seen his attire when shooting, but when he thought of appearing in front of his godfather in this way, he was both excited and shy.
"Godfather..." He pushed open the bathroom door and walked out happily. But halfway through what he said, the rest of the sentence disappeared—did he read it wrong, why was his godfather wearing a high school uniform!
The size of the clothes was too small, and Fu Ruien didn't wear a shirt, only trousers. A pair of long legs were tightly bound in the school uniform pants. Because the waistline was not suitable, Fu Ruien didn't fasten the zipper at all. Thick hair protruded from the zipper, and the desire between the legs was even more bulging.
Qiu Qiu covered his face with an ouch: "Godfather is playing hooligan, why don't you wear underwear!"
Fu Ruien stepped forward a few steps, threw his arms around him and threw him on the bed, and rushed forward to pin down his limbs like a hungry wolf.
"My dear Qiuqiu, my godfather is playing role-playing with you today... let my godfather experience the feeling of being young."
Qiu Qiu obediently put his arms around his godfather's neck, blinking his eyes: "What are you playing? A young and beautiful schoolmaster and a vicissitude-looking repeater?"
"..."
Fu Ruien had a mature face, and he knew that wearing those school uniform pants was neither fish nor fowl. But hearing that the sugar son thinks he is old, the godfather is still very upset.
In order to catch up with the learning progress, the "repeater" dragged the "Xueba" to prepare for self-study and review seriously. When they encountered knowledge points, the two of them repeatedly grinded and scrutinized. The "repeater" didn't let him go until the "student master" squeezed out the last bit of knowledge essence from his body.
In order to thank the "Xueba" for his one-on-one after-school tutoring throughout the night, the "repeater" gratefully invited him to drink hot milk, and if he couldn't drink it, he could make it into a facial mask.
…
The next day, Xueba stayed in bed again.
Fu Ruien went to work in good spirits, and did not forget to throw the two sets of scrapped school uniforms into the trash can before going out.
Qiu Qiu's whole body was sore and limp, and he felt that he could no longer be so full and lustful! He decided to restrain himself from today, the reason... Naturally, he used "the competition is about to start, Teacher Gong won't let me hurt my kidney" countless times.
He took out his phone from beside the pillow, thought for a while, and finally clicked on Weibo—Yesterday Xin Tian went off to play CP in person, but fortunately, there was a Guo brother who was desperate to catch up on hot spots, so he diverted everyone's attention. The precipitation, the heat has not gone down...
Qiu Qiu logged in to his account, and was immediately overwhelmed by the comments, reposts, and private messages displayed in the background.
Xin Tian's Weibo post was so directional yesterday that Qiu Qiu's Weibo attracted a large number of sightseeing groups. The timing of Xin Tian's choice was very good, it happened to be the day before the broadcast of the 12-to-8 match. Originally, she wanted to take advantage of the quarter-final match to speculate on CP, but unfortunately Qiu Qiu didn't accept it at all.
Because the 12-to-8 competition was recorded in advance, many audience members already knew that Qiu Qiu had become the top eight, and even a group performer who participated in a lipstick commercial secretly posted photos of Qiu Qiu when he recorded the commercial on the Internet. In this way, Qiu Qiu's Weibo became more lively, with all kinds of things, and they could say anything.
Qiu Qiu ignored those weird messages, but the private messages scolding him...it was very annoying.
For example: How can you do this to a pure girl? She just wants to be friends with you, but you have not responded to her until now, making her the laughingstock of the internet mob!
For example: Qiu Qiu, I know you must be under a lot of pressure now, is it because your agent and your company don't let you admit your relationship with Tiantian? Don't worry, I'm not that kind of fan, I won't stop supporting you just because she has a lover!
Another example: I don't want to give you an opinion, but I think you should respond positively to the storm on the Internet.
It's really like the main character.
Qiu Qiu clicked on Xin Tian's Weibo and looked at it. Xin Tian didn't delete the controversial Weibo, which probably made her feel more guilty.
Xintian's account was added with V, and the verification information unexpectedly read "idol singer, actor".
... Has she acted in any drama, her own inner drama
Qiu Qiu wanted to draw a clear line with her as soon as possible, so he discussed with Hua Xiang, intending to write a statement and post it on Weibo, saying that he and Miss Xin Tian had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the present, let alone lovers, not even friends superior.
Hua Xiang quickly stopped him: "Don't tear it up! There is a saying that is good: the onlookers are like Jia Baoyu, they especially like to see Qingwen tearing up umbrellas, the more joyful they are, the happier they are. They're still not happy when it sounds."
Qiu Qiu: "...that's 'Qingwen Tearing the Fan'..."
"It's almost the same, anyway, don't tear it."
"Then what should I do? I'm annoyed when I see these private messages, and my godfather doesn't like me to gossip with others."
Hua Xiang gave him an idea: "How about this, you run a lottery on Weibo, give back to your loyal fans, and crowd out those black people."
Qiu Qiu felt that Hua Xiang was really smart.
After hanging up the phone, Qiu Qiu cracklingly posted a lucky draw Weibo.
@秋是秋的秋v: There are so many fans, let’s draw a prize to give back to everyone. Forward this Weibo and say a reason why you hate me, and get someone to send a hundred bottles of eyewash~~~[桃心][桃心][桃心]
When Hua Xiang saw this Weibo, he was so angry that he beat his chest like a gorilla: "Autumn Thieves, I'm making you a fan, not a fan!!!"