119 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 118

117: Gunsmoke

Qiao Qiao slowly and leisurely cut tofu on the chopping board. In fact, she kept her ears open to listen to what was going on in the bathroom. What exactly did the two men say? She was almost dying of curiosity!

“What are you going to cook?” Lu Xing also washed his hands and came over. He glanced at the things on the kitchen table, “Scallions mixed with tofu?”

“Yeah, but now it seems that the food I bought is not enough.” Although Qiao Qiao is not familiar with Lu Xing, he has heard Qin Ruicheng mention this person more than once, so naturally he is a little closer. Moreover, Qiao Qiao subconsciously feels that people who can be good friends with Qin Ruicheng should not be so bad…

“It’s okay, I just called and ordered a few more.” Lu Xing took the knife from Qiao Qiao’s hand naturally, “I’ll do it.”

“Hey, you are a guest.”

“It’s nothing.” Lu Xing smiled, “There’s no reason to let a girl do it.”

Then Qiao Qiao watched the opponent cut the tofu neatly with a few swipes of his hand. Compared with the “polyhedron” he had cut just now, the gap should not be too big.

I couldn’t bear to see this relationship being cut so ugly, so I decided to do it myself…

“Unlike Qin Ruicheng, I can cut vegetables and wash clothes.” Lu Xing explained, “My dad is a soldier. If I hadn’t been in poor health, he would have been thrown into the military camp long ago.”

“It’s different.” Qiao Qiao nodded with deep sympathy, “I heard an old WAWA employee mention that when he first entered the industry, he couldn’t even tell the difference between wheat and rice.”

“Haha, don’t blame him for this. The environment he grew up in was like that. If he hadn’t been unwilling to take over the family business, he wouldn’t have run out to become an artist.”

“Why? There is such a good family business, why choose such a difficult path?”

“Well…” Lu Xing looked embarrassed, “Actually, it’s not that he’s stupid, but he seems to lack a little bit of talent in this area. To put it simply, God doesn’t reward you with food.”

Although Lu Xing said it more tactfully, the meaning was still obvious. Qiao Qiao felt a little sad for Qin Ruicheng. He was obviously good in other aspects, but just because he was born in such a family, any shortcomings would be magnified infinitely. He didn’t know how much pressure he had to endure while growing up.

“So don’t blame him for not looking for you often. The company is really in trouble. Several of Qin Ruicheng’s nephews and uncles have been trying to get the shares out of his hands, and they are taking this opportunity to suppress him overtly and covertly.”

“How could I blame him?” Qiao Qiao sighed softly, “I just feel that I can’t help at all, and I am quite powerless.”

“Haha, don’t say that.” Lu Xing waved his hand, “If it weren’t for you, Qin Ruicheng would still be his dandy young master. I have known him for more than ten years, but this is the first time I see him with such fighting spirit.”

Just as he was talking, the bathroom door finally rang, and two men walked out one after another. There was no bloody light as Qiao Qiao imagined, and there was no sign of physical conflict. It was peaceful.

“What are you doing?” Qin Ruicheng walked in loudly, picked up a piece from the plate and put it into his mouth.

“You…” A vein popped up on Song Qiyan’s forehead instantly, “Go wash your hands!”

“Don’t worry about the details.”

“Qin Qin!” Qiao Qiao quickly dragged Qin Ruicheng out of the kitchen before Song Qiyan’s face turned completely dark. “Let’s go, there are too many people in the kitchen. Let’s go out and wait.”

Lu Xing said weakly from behind: “So I will be the one cooking tonight?”

No one responded to him, so Lu Xing had no choice but to accept his fate and hold up a green onion with his hand wearing a diamond watch: “Oh, my life is so miserable.”

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The bloody storm in the kitchen continued to the dinner table. Lu Xing’s tofu mixed with spring onions failed in the end. Fortunately, the food ordered was delivered on time, so that everyone would not be hungry tonight.

Song Qiyan’s house has been decorated according to the standards of a single apartment from the beginning, and the dining table is also the most common four-seater. When there were only Qiao Qiao and Song Qiyan, it was easy to arrange it, but it was different with Lu Xing and Qin Ruicheng…

Of course, the main one is Qin Ruicheng.

“No, Qiao Qiao must sit here with me.” Qin Ruicheng pulled Qiao Qiao to the chair next to him and pointed in the direction of Song Qiyan with his chin, “Lu Xing, go and sit in the same row with him.”

“…Stop cheating me.” Lu Xingsheng was helpless, “Can’t I just eat on the sofa?”

“Okay.” Qin Ruicheng showed admiration in his eyes, “Go, go, I don’t want you to sit across from Xiao Qiao yet.”

Song Qiyan didn’t bother to speak at all and let Qin Ruicheng do whatever he wanted.

Seeing that the hero who ordered dinner had to go to the living room to eat alone, Qiao Qiao couldn’t bear it anymore and sighed, “I’ll go with it. You three men should have a common language when sitting together.”

Song Qiyan, Lu Xing, and Qin Ruicheng all showed expressions that were hard to explain.

“Xiao Qiao——” Qin Ruicheng wanted to fight for it again, but Qiao Qiao picked up the plate decisively, “I’m going to watch TV.”

The three men at the dining table were left staring. Lu Xing hesitated for a long time and did not have the courage to sit across from Song Qiyan, so he had to carefully take a circuitous route back to Qin Ruicheng’s side. As a result, Qin Ruicheng was upset because he could not have dinner with Qiao Qiao.

After dinner, Song Qiyan had to work an extra hour in the study, which created unique conditions for Qin Ruicheng. From the moment Song Qiyan entered the study, he stuck to Qiao Qiao like a large human-shaped chewing gum. He hugged and hugged Qiao Qiao without any hesitation. Qiao Qiao knocked his hand off several times and he touched it again several times without any shame.

“Qin Ruicheng!” Qiao Qiao was so angry that he kicked him secretly, “If you do this again, I will drive you out!”

“Okay.” Qin Ruicheng took an exaggerated breath, “It’s only been a few days since I moved into the adulterer’s house and you don’t recognize your husband anymore? It seems like I have to give you a good education tonight.”

Lu Xing, who was sitting on the single sofa watching TV, looked at his nose and heart, looking like he was in trance, saying, “I don’t know who I am, I don’t know where I am, I don’t have it, I’m not it, I can’t hear it, I can’t understand it.”

“Really, you sleep with me tonight.” Qin Ruicheng bit Qiao Qiao’s left ear gently, deliberately teasing Qiao Qiao’s sensitive belt, and his breath sprayed ambiguously on Qiao Qiao’s collarbone. The male hormones in his body were fully activated, and he almost wrote “I want to seduce you” on his face.

Qiao Qiao calmly pushed his face away and knocked the man’s hand off again.Not taking the bait at all: “Don’t think too much about it.”

“No.” Qin Ruicheng said angrily, “Tell me which room you sleep in, and I’ll look for you in the middle of the night.”

“I sleep on the floor.”

“That’s easy to handle.” Qin Ruicheng smiled evilly, “There’s a lot of space on the ground, I like it.”

“…” Qiao Qiao was almost defeated, “There are only two rooms here, the master bedroom and the guest bedroom. There are four of us!”

“That’s right. Lu Xing sleeps in the guest bedroom, and we sleep here.” Qin Ruicheng said plausibly.

Lu Xingyouyou turned around and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t sleep here tonight even if I die. I’ll go out and get a room, and I’ll give you the guest bedroom.”

Qiao Qiao was still looking to say something more, but Song Qiyan had already come out of the study. He was holding a notebook in his hand and sat firmly on another empty single sofa. The computer was spread out on his lap and he continued to work without saying a word.

“Can you watch it even if the TV is on?” Qin Ruicheng took his hand away from Qiao Qiao. With Song Qiyan present, he didn’t dare to go too far. He said disdainfully, “Pretend.”

“Qiao Qiao.” Song Qiyan looked away from the computer and completely ignored Qin Ruicheng, “Do you have an account on an outside social platform?”

“Yes.” Qiao Qiao thought about it carefully before replying, “There used to be one in the university, but it hasn’t been used for a long time.”

“Any private information?”

“Ah?” Qiao Qiao waved his hand, “I just occasionally take pictures of landscapes, flowers and plants and put them up. There were photography classes at that time.”

“What about the account password? Can you remember it?”

“Well, what’s wrong?” Qiao Qiao asked strangely.

Song Qiyan rested his elbows on the armrests on both sides, pressed his fingers together, and said with a smile, “I need you to make a statement. As WAWA female artist Qiao Qiao, I would like to clarify that the conflict with Ruan Qing in the video was all because of the drama. Everything was required by the plot. As a result, it was cut out by people with ulterior motives, which caused a very bad impact. In the end, I want to write an apology to everyone.”

When he heard that it was serious business, Qin Ruicheng sat up straight and his face became serious: “So fast?”

“We can’t delay it any longer. Zhou Yuanchuan bought us a day and a night to respond. Now his headlines are about to be removed. If we want to reverse it, we can only do it now.”

“But even if I clarify, no one will believe it.” Qiao Qiao was frustrated.

“Whether anyone believes it or not does not depend on who you are.” Song Qiyan smiled faintly, “Public opinion has no ability to think for itself. They will only be led by the nose. Just speak out and someone will cooperate with you.”

“Okay.” Qiao Qiao took Song Qiyan’s notebook.Log in to the long-dusted account, write a short statement of a few words according to Song Qiyan’s intention, and then show it to him.

“Okay.” Song Qiyan scanned it briefly and selected send with his index finger.

“Are you ready?” Qin Ruicheng kicked Song Qiyan’s sofa leg, “I’ve already paid what needs to be paid. Don’t you still have a job? Go quickly.”

The implication is don’t be an eyesore here.

“I’ve arranged the rest.” Song Qiyan closed his notebook and loosened his cuffs, “Just wait and see.”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

Lu Xing grabbed his coat with great discernment: “It’s getting late, so I’ll go back first.”

“Do you want to go back?” Song Qiyan pretended to be surprised, “There is still room at home, you can sleep in my room.”

“No, no.” Lu Xing shook his head like a rattle, “I have something else to do. You guys can talk about it.”

He didn’t wait for Song Qiyan to say a few more polite words, and ran away as fast as his butt was on fire. Before leaving, he threw the car keys to Qin Ruicheng, warning him not to run around, and he would not care if he was caught again.

Song Qiyan took two symbolic steps to send him away, but he was very careful to retain her.

“Let’s make a deal first, Xiao Qiao is mine tonight.” Qin Ruicheng pulled Qiao Qiao into his arms and made his request straight to the point. He ignored the girl’s struggle and trapped her tightly. He looked at Song Qiyan provocatively, “Don’t let me give up no matter what.”

“Qin Ruicheng… you!” Qiao Qiao’s face turned red with embarrassment, but he couldn’t get away.

“It doesn’t matter what you or I say.” Song Qiyan said coolly, “It still depends on Qiao Qiao himself.”

When Qiao Qiao heard this, he was so moved that he almost shed tears. As expected, Director Song was the best.

“Qiao Qiao.” Song Qiyan took out a key from his pocket and placed it on the table. “This is the key to the guest bedroom. It depends on how you use it.”

Qin Ruicheng also let go of his hand, and Qiao Qiao calmed down. He glanced at Qin Ruicheng, who was staring at him eagerly, and Song Qiyan, who had an inscrutable look on his face. Without thinking, he picked up the key and ran into the guest bedroom and locked it with a few clangs.

“Qiao Qiao!” Qin Ruicheng was so angry that he itched his teeth. He chased after him and banged on the door, “Come out!”

“I don’t!”

Really loud.

“Stop taking pictures.” Song Qiyan slowly packed up his notebooks and returned to the study. “The door is made of solid wood, and the only key is inside the door.”

“Did you do it on purpose?” Qin Ruicheng looked like he wanted to peel off Song Qiyan’s skin and convulse him, “You are really good at it. You can hurt the enemy by one thousand, but you can lose eight hundred by yourself.”

“Yeah. On purpose.”