Caught

Lin Qiong: ...

"Didn't you work overtime last night?" Fu Xingyun looked at him and questioned, his eyes locked on Lin Qiong, like a snake ready to strike its prey.

After looking at the photos on his phone, Fu Xingyun asked, "No explanation?"

Lin Qiong: ...

Seeing the increasingly serious look in Fu Xingyun's eyes, Lin Qiong felt like he was facing an inquisitor in the underworld.

"Although I lied to you, you should know that I only love you," Lin Qiong said.

Fu Xingyun remained silent.

Lin Qiong watched as Fu Xingyun unconsciously swallowed and then decided to confess, "The other person is the photographer responsible for our film crew's makeup photos."

Fu Xingyun asked, "What's your relationship with him?"

Upon hearing this question, Lin Qiong turned away slightly, unwilling to face it, and said, "You better not ask."

Seeing the guilty expression on Lin Qiong's face, Fu Xingyun's heart sank.

With a cold and indifferent tone, Fu Xingyun asked again, "What's your relationship with him?"

Lin Qiong sighed as if he had resigned himself to his fate and said, "I and him are sisters."

There was a brief silence in the air.

Fu Xingyun stared at him.

Damn, he actually believed it for a moment.

Fu Xingyun said, "Do you think I would believe that?"

Lin Qiong looked at him with confusion and then asked, "What else could it be?"

Fu Xingyun frowned and asked, "Did you go to the club with him after working overtime?"

With a guilty expression, Lin Qiong played with the edge of his clothes with his fingers and then glanced at Fu Xingyun and quickly lowered his head. He admitted, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you."

Fu Xingyun furrowed his brow, "Speak properly."

Lin Qiong looked puzzled.

Fu Xingyun looked at him coldly and said, "No sulking."

"I didn't tell you that I went to the club because I didn't want you to be upset, and it wasn't an intentional lie. I'm not two-timing you with the photographer; we're just friends. I swear to God, I'm completely innocent," Lin Qiong raised three fingers and hesitated for a moment, "It's sisterly love."

Fu Xingyun crossed his arms and looked at him, saying, "Why should I believe you?"

With a serious expression, Lin Qiong said, "I swear on my husband's life."

The vow sounded quite harsh.

Lin Qiong was afraid that Fu Xingyun wouldn't believe him, so he continued, "I'm the type of person who either doesn't do something at all or if I do it, I do it the best."

Fu Xingyun asked, "What if you can't do it well?"

"Then I won't do it."

Fu Xingyun raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Lin Qiong looked serious and said, "If I had someone on the side, I would never let you know."

Fu Xingyun: ...

Seeing Fu Xingyun's face darken again, Lin Qiong hurriedly explained, "So what you know is definitely not about me having someone on the side."

Fu Xingyun remained silent for a moment.

Then Lin Qiong, with a twisted mouth, summarized, "I only have you... I mean, only you."

Fu Xingyun, with a stern face, asked, "Then how do you explain the photos?"

With a confident posture, Lin Qiong said, "It's just a photo."

Fu Xingyun said, "This guy is famous in the circle for being gay, he's into men."

Lin Qiong looked innocent and said, "I know that."

Fu Xingyun frowned.

Lin Qiong explained, "Otherwise, why would we be sisters?"

Fu Xingyun looked at Lin Qiong, who was desperately trying to prove his innocence, and said, "If you don't believe me, I can call him right now."

Fu Xingyun raised his chin in response.

Lin Qiong understood what the other meant and took out his phone to make a call.

After a few rings, the call was answered, "Hey, bro!"

Lin Qiong suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and looked at Fu Xingyun before speaking, "Are you busy right now?"

The muscular photographer quickly replied, "Not busy at all, bro, do you need something?"

Lin Qiong scratched his head, "It's not a big deal, I just wanted to ask you something."

He then glanced at Fu Xingyun and said, "Do you have a boyfriend now?"

The muscular photographer responded, "No, I don't."

Then, the photographer seemed to realize something, "Bro, you're not..."

Fu Xingyun, sitting nearby, raised an eyebrow, his lips moved slightly, but he hadn't said anything yet when the voice from the other end continued, "Do you want to introduce someone to me? I knew we were great sisters!"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Lin Qiong: ...

As soon as the other person finished speaking, Lin Qiong pouted in a dissatisfied manner, his face showed a sense of injustice, and he used his eyes to reproach Fu Xingyun.

See! We're innocent.

Lin Qiong felt a bit apologetic and said, "I haven't found a candidate yet, but I'll keep an eye out for you."

The muscular photographer didn't say much in response but expressed concern, "Did you have fun yesterday?"

Lin Qiong felt light as a feather now, his upper body slumping over the table like jelly, "I had a great time."

The muscular photographer said, "As long as you're happy, I have another great place to take you to next time."

Lin Qiong casually replied, "Is that so?"

"Of course, we should share good things together," the muscular photographer then spoke with a hint of shyness, "There are a lot of men there."

Lin Qiong's relaxed body suddenly stiffened.

The other person continued, "Let's have a great time together."

Lin Qiong: !!!

As soon as the other person finished speaking, Lin Qiong abruptly hung up the phone, stiff and unyielding.

The pouting lips gradually closed.

Then, he nervously chuckled, "See, I told you we're innocent."

Fu Xingyun looked at him with a cold expression.

"A great place?"

Lin Qiong: ...

"Many men, and you want to see them?"

Lin Qiong swallowed and retorted, "That's not important."

"What is important?"

Lin Qiong wiped away an invisible tear at the corner of his eye, "What's important is that you doubted my unwavering love for you!"

"..."

Fu Xingyun truly didn't expect Lin Qiong to turn the tables.

Trying to steer the conversation back on track, he said, "You went to the club."

Lin Qiong looked heartbroken, "You doubted me."

"You went to see other men."

"You doubted me."

"You..." Before Fu Xingyun could finish his sentence, Lin Qiong smoothly continued, "You doubted me."

"I can't believe it."

Lin Qiong, "I think about you every day, day and night. If you don't want me, fine, but you doubted me."

Fu Xingyun's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"What do you want?"

Lin Qiong glanced at him, "Do you admit you were wrong?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

"You doubted..."

Looking into the gaze focused on him, the man managed to squeeze out three words through his gritted teeth, "I know."

Fu Xingyun didn't understand why he kept stumbling in front of Lin Qiong.

Lin Qiong smiled after hearing that, understanding and empathetic, "It's good that you know, but I was also in the wrong for lying to you. I guess that evens things out."

Fu Xingyun glanced at Lin Qiong but didn't say anything. Lin Qiong then smiled and approached him, "Just forgive me this one time, okay?"

Saying that, he nudged Fu Xingyun's shoulder as if enticing him like a pig with cabbage.

Fu Xingyun's voice was calm, "Just this one time."

Lin Qiong was quite pleased, "Alright."

Fu Xingyun looked at him, "What if you do it again in the future?"

Lin Qiong replied, "Then we'll talk about it next time."

Recognizing mistakes but never repenting, that's quite something.

Fu Xingyun was slightly shaken by Lin Qiong's nudge, and they ended up getting very close. A strange scent from the other person wafted to his nose.

Fu Xingyun frowned, "There's a hint of his cologne on you."

Lin Qiong retorted, "It's your nose's fault."

"My fault?" Fu Xingyun gazed coldly. 

"My fault! My fault!"

Saying that, Lin Qiong lowered his head and sniffed himself. It was the cologne of the muscular photographer, probably left from their parting that morning.

Seeing that he had pacified the other person, Lin Qiong finally said, "I brought something for you."

Fu Xingyun asked, "What is it?"

Lin Qiong didn't answer but instead mysteriously guided Fu Xingyun out of the study, down the elevator, and into the dining room.

Looking at the items on the dining table, Fu Xingyun asked, "Watermelon?"

Lin Qiong corrected, "Mango."

"..."

Fu Xingyun looked at the fruit that wasn't of normal size and asked, "Why did you bring it back?"

Lin Qiong smiled sheepishly, feeling a bit naive as he scratched his head. "Last night, I went to the club to have a fruit platter, and I found their mangos were sweet. I wanted to bring one back for you to taste, so I asked the club's staff if they were selling any. I didn't expect they had some, so I bought one."

Fu Xingyun paused for a moment but quickly regained his composure.

There was a moment when he thought that perhaps Lin Qiong had agreed to the marriage because he genuinely loved him.

Lin Qiong tapped the mango as if he were testing a watermelon. "It's quite heavy. I carried it in my arms all the way back, feeling like I was pregnant."

He even mimicked a pregnant pose.

Fu Xingyun said, "You don't have to bring me things when you go out next time."

Lin Qiong looked at him and then back at the mango. "You don't like it?"

Seeing the somewhat awkward expression on Fu Xingyun's face, Lin Qiong smiled again. "It's good that you like it."

He then took the heavy mango and walked into the kitchen, with Fu Xingyun inexplicably following along in his wheelchair.

As he watched Lin Qiong bustling around in the kitchen, Fu Xingyun called out, "Lin Qiong."

Lin Qiong had just put on an apron and turned to look at him. "What's the matter?"

The young man's expression softened, and his clear eyes seemed to speak as he asked, "Do you know everything about me?"

Fu Xingyun continued, "Do you know that my company was stripped of its power?"

"Yes, I know."

"Do you know that I'm paralyzed from the waist down?"

"Yes, I know."

"Then why did you marry me in the first place?"

Lin Qiong was a bit puzzled. "What's the 'why' for? It's because I liked you."

Was there anyone in the world who didn't like money?

Fu Xingyun's long fingers curled. "But you should have known that I didn't like you back then."

"But I also understood a principle back then."

"What principle?"

"You can't force a melon to be sweet, but it can still quench your thirst."

"..."

After saying that, Lin Qiong turned around and continued to cut the mango.

Fu Xingyun asked, "Did you never think about what would happen if I treated you badly after we got married?"

Lin Qiong looked back at him, silent for a moment. Then he said, "Well, then you can't blame Mr. Wang next door for being nice to me."