Because You are My Husband

Lin Qiong gracefully toppled onto Fu Xingyun, just like floating cotton falling onto lush leaves. His eyes were particularly clear in the moonlight. "Xingyun, luckily you came. I almost got bullied."

The victim of the bullying opened his mouth wide, and the perpetrator of the bullying had just spit out two teeth.

Fu Jinghong:...

Fu Xingyun:...

Lin Qiong looked at them without saying a word. He sat on Fu Jinghong's foot, leaned over and climbed onto Fu Xingyun's body, looking aggrieved. "Don't you believe me?"

Fu Xingyun, looking closely at the raised cheek, remained silent for a moment. "No."

Lin Qiong: "Then why aren't you saying anything?"

Fu Xingyun was momentarily speechless, and Lin Qiong's hair seemed to stand on end in an instant. "Don't you believe me?!"

Fu Xingyun squeezed out a few words through the gaps in his teeth, "No."

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, "I need time."

Lin Qiong was puzzled, "Time for what?"

Fu Xingyun looked at the two bloody teeth on the ground, "To convince myself."

Lin Qiong: "..."

"Why do you need time to convince yourself?" Lin Qiong asked.

Fu Xingyun lowered his gaze and looked at him, "Why?"

Lin Qiong looked serious, "Because it's the truth."

Fu Jinghong, bleeding while listening to the conversation: ...

Just as Fu Jinghong was about to retort, the next moment Lin Qiong held Fu Xingyun's head in his hands, "Even if the facts are not like this, you must unconditionally believe me."

Fu Xingyun asked, "Why?"

Lin Qiong immediately responded, "Because you are my husband."

Fu Xingyun's face showed a barely perceptible moment of surprise, fleeting.

"And besides," Lin Qiong pretended to shed tears as he leaned on the man's lap, extending a finger toward the still bleeding Fu Jinghong, "he bullied me."

"...You're talking nonsense!!!" Fu Jinghong's veins popped, "You heard nothing!"

This statement resulted in another mouthful of blood.

"You heard it all!" Lin Qiong pointed at Fu Jinghong for Fu Xingyun to see, "He even insulted me."

Fu Jinghong: ...

Lin Qiong reached out and placed his hand in the man's large hand, "He just said he wanted to strip my clothes off right here."

Fu Xingyun furrowed his brows upon hearing this.

Lin Qiong looked at Fu Xingyun with a face full of forbearance, "I would rather die than yield to someone who resorts to force."

Then his voice choked, "I've been hurt."

Fu Jinghong was so angered that he swallowed a mouthful of blood, "Where?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Fu Jinghong looked at Lin Qiong, who was now in Fu Xingyun's arms, with an incredulous expression.

He wasn't like this when Lin Qiong punched him just now.

Lin Qiong turned his head and glanced at Fu Jinghong, then rolled up his sleeve, revealing a fair forearm. "Here."

Under the moonlight, there was a baby palm-sized red mark on the fair forearm, now faded to a pink color.

If you had looked a bit later...

It probably would have disappeared.

Lin Qiong begged, bringing his arm close to Fu Xingyun's eyes, "It hurts."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Fu Jinghong was so infuriated that he sprayed blood, "That little thing counts as an injury?"

Lin Qiong turned his head to look at him, "Dare you say it wasn't you who pinched me?!"

Fu Jinghong: "It would have healed if you looked a bit later!"

Fu Jinghong held his two teeth, looking at Lin Qiong with eyes filled with judgment, hoping to see even a hint of guilt.

Lin Qiong's gaze met his for a long time, then he turned his head and said, "You hit me."

Fu Jinghong: ...

Fu Jinghong took a deep breath, "Where's the evidence?"

Lin Qiong pointed to his own arm, "This is the evidence."

However, when he lowered his head to look, the faint pink on the fair skin had already disappeared.

Lin Qiong: ...

Lin Qiong silently rolled down his sleeve and then looked at Fu Xingyun, "You saw it too, right? He hit me, didn't he?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Lin Qiong: "Say something!"

Fu Xingyun seemed to convince himself and uttered a faint "yes."

Fu Jinghong, infuriated, staggered forward, "Brother, are you saying this without a guilty conscience?"

"Take a look at me."

Fu Xingyun glanced at the blood-spraying Fu Jinghong who was speaking.

Fu Jinghong pointed at Lin Qiong, "Take another look at him."

Fu Xingyun looked down and glanced at Lin Qiong, who had an innocent expression.

"Who is really the victim here?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

"You say I hit you without any evidence." Fu Jinghong then opened his hand, displaying the two bloodied teeth, "While I, I have plenty of evidence."

Fu Xingyun calmly looked at Lin Qiong, "Did you hit him?"

Lin Qiong shook his head, resembling a startled little rabbit, "I don't know."

Then he glanced at the two teeth, "It's too violent. How could I do such a terrifying thing?"

Fu Jinghong looked at Lin Qiong with a numb expression, "You just punched me in the face and knocked out two of my teeth."

"No." Lin Qiong waved his hands fearfully, "How could I do such a thing?"

"I wouldn't even dare to step on an ant usually, how could I possibly hurt someone."

Such a delicate little white lotus.

Then he looked towards the man beside him, "Xingyun."

Fu Xingyun, seemingly emotionless like a robot, said, "He said he didn't."

"..." Fu Jinghong pointed at his bleeding mouth, "Then what happened to my face? There were only the two of us here just now."

Lin Qiong quickly spoke up, "I don't know, maybe he hit himself."

Fu Jinghong's eyes reddened, and he stepped forward to grab Lin Qiong, "You know how to talk, say everything!"

To his surprise, the man raised his hand to protect Lin Qiong. Fu Jinghong was puzzled, "Big brother, what do you mean?"

Fu Xingyun remained silent.

Fu Jinghong spat out blood, "Big brother, are you out of your mind? You're actually protecting him."

Lin Qiong, displeased, said, "If my husband doesn't protect me, should he protect you instead?"

Fu Jinghong: "You!"

Lin Qiong raised his small head proudly, showing a face of someone relying on powerful support.

Fu Jinghong looked at the two and suddenly burst into laughter, "Fu Xingyun, do you fucking like him?"

"Don't forget how you got married in the first place. You were practically throwing yourself at him. It's too fucking shameless."

As soon as Fu Jinghong finished speaking, a dark figure suddenly rushed forward.

Fu Jinghong exclaimed, "Damn!!!"

He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and instantly, waves of nausea surged in his stomach. Holding his stomach, he half-collapsed on the ground, retching.

After punching Fu Jinghong, Lin Qiong once again leaned back onto Fu Xingyun's legs. "It seems like he got injured like this just now."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Fu Jinghong, holding his stomach with a distorted face, didn't argue with Lin Qiong this time. Instead, he took another approach, "Fu Xingyun, no one knows better than you why Lin Qiong married you in the first place."

"You know this guy freeloads off others; otherwise, you wouldn't be so wary of him."

Then, he glanced at Lin Qiong, who was sitting on Fu Xingyun's legs. "But now, you're protecting him. Don't you find it ridiculous?"

Fu Xingyun's eyes darkened. "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing." Fu Jinghong grinned, revealing blood-stained teeth, his expression fierce. "I just wanted to wake you up. I helped you ask about it just now."

Pointing at Lin Qiong, he continued, "He married you for your money and looks."

Fu Jinghong looked menacingly at Lin Qiong, but surprisingly, there was no hint of guilt in Lin Qiong's expression.

Lin Qiong looked at him, "What else would I marry for?"

He hugged Fu Xingyun's arm, saying, "I just like him for being rich and handsome."

Fu Jinghong said, "Big brother, don't be deceived by him. He doesn't love you at all; marrying you is just for his own benefit!"

"Don't believe him, Xingyun. It's obvious that what he says is not true."

Fu Xingyun: ?

Lin Qiong looked serious, "He's just spouting nonsense!"

"..."

"He's just jealous." Lin Qiong then whispered to Fu Xingyun's ear, "I love you the most. You're the only one I love in the whole world."

Fu Jinghong jumped, "Jealous of what?!"

"Big brother, you saw it yourself. The injuries on my face and body were all caused by him. Now, you say it nicely that you have mobility issues, but aren't you afraid he'll turn violent against you in the future?"

Lin Qiong reached out to cover Fu Xingyun's ears. "Don't listen to his nonsense. I love you too much; how could I bear to hurt you."

Just as Lin Qiong and Fu Jinghong were arguing, a noisy sound of footsteps approached from a distance.

There were quite a few people, walking and stopping along the way until they arrived at the garden. At the forefront was Mr. Fu, supported by Fu Yuan, with Fu Changfeng and several others following.

Seeing that Fu Xingyun and the others hadn't returned after a while, someone suggested going out for a walk, digesting the food and looking for them at the same time.

Who knew that the scene they witnessed at this moment was quite spectacular.

Mr. Fu looked at the absurd situation before him, "What's going on here?"

Fu Jinghong took a step forward, "Grandfather."

Lin Qiong, who had risen from Fu Xingyun's side, also followed, "Grandfather!"

Pointing at Lin Qiong, Fu Jinghong said, "I just went up to him to have a few words, who would have thought he would resort to violence."

Mr. Fu frowned.

Lin Qiong spoke, "I didn't. He fell on his own!"

Fu Yuan stepped in to mediate, "Grandfather, there must be some misunderstanding here."

"What misunderstanding? Big sister, didn't you see my mouth?"

Fu Jinghong's words immediately drew everyone's attention to his mouth, where each utterance was accompanied by a bit of blood.

Mr. Fu looked at Lin Qiong and asked, "Did you really hit him?"

Lin Qiong was about to respond when a force on his wrist pulled him to the side of the man.

Fu Xingyun's deep and unreadable eyes stated, "It wasn't him."

Mr. Fu, seeing Fu Xingyun speak and fall silent, felt a complex mix of emotions. Even though he had cast aside Fu Xingyun now, the feelings remained as he was the one he had nurtured.

Fu Jinghong insisted, "Then, big brother, explain how I got injured."

Lin Qiong, infuriated, said, "You fell."

Fu Jinghong retorted, "I fell, and I wouldn't know?"

"Then go check the surveillance footage to show everyone!"

However, when this suggestion was made, Fu Jinghong was left dumbfounded. If he actually went ahead and showed the surveillance footage to everyone, it would only reveal him confronting Lin Qiong and receiving a punch from him.

If Mr. Fu wasn't present, he might have twisted the truth, but with Mr. Fu there, he had no room for defense.

Seeing Fu Jinghong's silence, Mr. Fu spoke up, "Did he really hit you on the face?"

Fu Jinghong clenched his fists in frustration and, through gritted teeth, managed to say, "No."

Mr. Fu could almost immediately discern what had happened between them. Since there were many people around, openly confronting the issue would embarrass everyone, so he graciously offered a way out, "If it's a misunderstanding, let's disperse. You should go to the hospital and get your injuries treated."

With that, he let Fu Yuan support him and left with the others.

Fu Jinghong gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Qiong. "You really did a number on me with that punch."

Lin Qiong modestly lowered his head, "You're welcome."

With that, Fu Jinghong covered his face and walked away without a moment's pause.

Not having gone with the group, Fu Jinglin approached, "Did you really hit him?"

Lin Qiong: "Mmm-hmm."

"Oh my god, hahaha, you're so awesome."

Lin Qiong looked at Fu Jinglin, who was laughing wildly, "Keep it down."

"He's already at the hospital; we can be a little happy about it."

"..."

Lin Qiong realized his mistake and showed no remorse.