Gathering

"..."

However, Lin Qiong was considered a key character, and the staff members tried to persuade him, "Go, I heard that the place is quite upscale, with everything you can imagine. It offers the latest trends and activities that young people love."

Lin Qiong glanced at the staff member.

Thinking that he had convinced Lin Qiong, the staff member continued, "Even though your profession is unique, you still need to relax. You're not famous yet, but if you become famous in the future, you won't have the chance to enjoy yourself."

Lin Qiong responded, "I have some health issues."

The staff member looked at the young man in front of him, "What kind of health issues?"

Lin Qiong replied, "I have an illness."

The staff member was puzzled, "Considering your young age, that shouldn't be the case."

Lin Qiong said, "Premature aging."

The staff member paused, "It can't be a serious illness, right?"

Usually, those who can't handle the stimulation to their cerebral cortex and adrenal glands are the ones who can't attend such lively places.

The staff member made a bold guess, "Is it a heart condition?"

Lin Qiong shook his head.

The staff member tried again, "Is it neurasthenia then?"

Lin Qiong responded, "No."

The staff member asked, "Then what kind of illness do you have?"

Lin Qiong calmly said, "Rheumatism."

The staff member: ?

Although they didn't expect a young person to have such a condition, it didn't seem to conflict with going to a trendy establishment.

The staff member was about to ask further when suddenly Lin Qiong reaffirmed, "I really can't go to such trendy places."

The staff member left, and Lin Qiong wasn't interested in such places anyway. After all, those places reeked of capitalist odors, and they were likely to be expensive.

Firstly, he, a simple person, wouldn't fit in, and secondly, his wallet wouldn't allow it.

Wang Cheng arrived after packing up.

He asked Lin Qiong, "What were you talking about?"

Lin Qiong looked at the departing staff member and replied, "They were talking about going to a club for relaxation and entertainment."

Wang Cheng looked at him, "Did you agree?"

Lin Qiong honestly replied, "No."

Wang Cheng was somewhat surprised because Lin Qiong used to go wherever there was excitement.

"Why didn't you agree? It was a good opportunity."

"No money."

"..."

As Lin Qiong finished speaking, the muscular photographer approached from a short distance away, "Brother!"

Before seeing the person, Lin Qiong shivered in anticipation.

His dear sister had arrived.

The muscular photographer looked at him and said, "Brother, I heard you're not going to have fun."

Lin Qiong nodded.

"Why?!"

Lin Qiong: "There's someone at home."

Both the muscular photographer and Wang Cheng were surprised to hear this.

Wang Cheng quickly tried to reach out and stop Lin Qiong. He knew that the fact that Lin Qiong married the old pervert for money must not be known in the industry. Even if no one actively spread rumors, once it got out, it would destroy Lin Qiong's career.

The muscular photographer asked, "Who is it?! Brother, don't tell me you have a girlfriend?!"

Lin Qiong shook his head.

He didn't have a girlfriend at home, but he did have an old pervert.

Wang Cheng stepped in before Lin Qiong could speak, "It's an older relative waiting for Lin Qiong to return."

Upon hearing this, the muscular photographer nodded, feeling a little disappointed but still happy, "Fortunately, Qiong-ge doesn't have a girlfriend."

Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

Damn! Could this person be interested in Lin Qiong?

Being so direct, could he be taking advantage of his status in the industry to engage in unspoken rules?

Wang Cheng swallowed and took a step forward, mustering up the courage for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to tactfully ask, "Are you happy that Lin Qiong doesn't have a girlfriend?"

The muscular photographer didn't shy away at all, "Of course."

Lin Qiong was a little confused by the conversation between the two. He looked at Wang Cheng's upright figure in front of him and his trembling legs.

Wang Cheng felt nervous inside, "Why?"

With this question, the muscular photographer suddenly became a bit coy. He lowered his head, smiled shyly, and said, "Because that means we have the same sexual orientation."

Wang Cheng: !!!

He knew that this big guy photographer had feelings for Lin Qiong.

He didn't expect Lin Qiong's fate to be so complicated.

"So what?"

Muscular photographer: "We can be like siblings."

Wang Cheng: ...

Lin Qiong: ...

Why is it that there are always people in this world who want to be siblings with him?!

Wang Cheng glanced at Lin Qiong after hearing this, only to see a calm expression on his face, devoid of surprise or excitement.

"Why do you have that expression?" Wang Cheng asked, "Aren't you surprised at all?"

Lin Qiong gave him a faint glance. "I'm used to it."

Then, checking the time, Lin Qiong bid farewell to the person in front of him. "It's getting late. We should go."

The muscular photographer quickly tried to persuade them, "Don't leave, let's relax and have a gathering today. Brother, you should come too."

Lin Qiong hesitated, "Maybe next time."

Fu Xingyun had already been eating takeout for three days at home.

Saying that, Lin Qiong and Wang Cheng walked towards the direction of the van.

The muscular photographer also followed, "Come on, there are a lot of fun things. There's even a dance floor with plenty of men. We have drinks and food, and there won't be any paparazzi."

Lin Qiong and Wang Cheng didn't stop walking, and they got into the van and closed the door.

The muscular photographer continued, "And the best part is, it's a treat from the crew, it's free!"

Wang Cheng and Lin Qiong fastened their seat belts with blank expressions, then glanced at the muscular photographer.

Wang Cheng asked, "Are you getting in the car?"

Muscular photographer: ?

Lin Qiong looked serious and said, "Lead the way."

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