Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Everyone in the room was shocked. Lian Zhong didn't know Jiang Qing's identity, but he knew Fu Chiyan, the current local emperor of Rucheng.

Jiang Qing turned around and left the room without hesitation. Yang Chunhao stood outside the door, completely devoid of his usual young charm, his narrow eyes filled with anxiety.

Jiang Qing asked as he walked, "Why is he here?"

"I guess he followed you."

"I'll go backstage, you lead him over."

"it is good."

Jiang Qing walked quickly to the place where opera singers put on makeup and changed clothes, and motioned a young actor inside to follow her, her breathing still a little unstable.

She wasn't used to wearing shoes with high heels and her calves got cramps from walking too fast.

The delicate hands brushed across the colorful fabrics, and each piece of clothing on the stage told the story of a person's life or half of his life.

Fu Chiyan followed Yang Chunhao in and saw Jiang Qing standing there talking to the man next to him.

He immediately strode over the threshold and approached.

"Miss Jiang's wound has not healed yet, but she likes to go out more and more."

He didn't like the feeling of someone being out of his control, especially Jiang Qing.

"This theater is the only thing I have now, so I naturally care about it more."

Jiang Qing didn't look at him, but smiled at the young man next to him and motioned him to leave.

Fu Chiyan felt inexplicably unhappy and couldn't help but move forward and wanted to get close to Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing turned around to face him first, but his legs were so sore that he couldn't stand steadily and wanted to fall forward.

Fu Chiyan just happened to catch her in front of her and hugged Jiang Qing tightly in his arms. The fresh fragrance of flowers filled his nostrils.

He couldn't help but smile playfully, and rubbed his palms lightly against Jiang Qing's skin. He suddenly felt very good.

"As soon as you saw me, you couldn't help but throw yourself into my arms?"

Jiang Qing lowered her head and didn't look at him, so Fu Chiyan could only see the top of her head.

"I was just scared by Master Fu."

She quickly turned around and tried to leave Fu Chiyan's arms. The mint scent on him was actually very pleasant, but his aura was so creepy that she didn't want to get close to him.

Fu Chiyan held her arms tightly and didn't let her leave.

"I'm here to see the business that Old Man Fu has raised for Miss Jiang. What's there to be afraid of, huh?"

"Do you have something shameful here?"

Jiang Qing looked up, only to see his thin lips smiling mischievously, and was stunned for a moment.

"What could Rucheng possibly hide from Master Fu?"

Jiang Qing pushed and resisted with all her strength, and Fu Chiyan finally let her go.

Yang Chunhao didn't dare to come in, so he could only stand outside the door and wait.

"I don't know much about Miss Jiang's affairs." Fu Chiyan took a step back and put his hands in the pockets of his army green military uniform. "Won't you take me for a walk?"

Fu Chiyan didn't say how he got here, and Jiang Qing didn't ask either. The two of them suddenly fell silent, as if they were in a quiet confrontation.

"it is good."

After saying this, Jiang Qing turned around and paced slowly, "This is where they put on makeup and change clothes. Shengyu Tower opens a stage every five days."

"Five days? How can you make money with five idle days?"

Jiang Qing didn't say anything, but Fu Chiyan understood. In his free time, he used the Fu family's money to support the theater.

"Shengyulou holds opera performances for a week at the beginning of every month." The implication is that it is not that there is no money, but that the profit is just little.

This time it was Fu Chiyan's turn to remain silent. He just listened quietly to her introduction.

Fu Chiyan stopped walking when he passed the backyard, and nothing could be heard in his low voice.

"Would you like to introduce this place?"

Jiang Qing was forced to stand still. She didn't even glance at the backyard. She just put her right hand on the jade bracelet and stroked it twice. "The backyard is where they usually sleep. There's nothing to see."

Lian Zhong was also inside, so Jiang Qing couldn't bring Fu Chiyan in.

Fortunately, Fu Chiyan just nodded and did not make things difficult for Jiang Qing. He continued to follow her upstairs.

Shengyu Tower is actually not very big. It is not the popular brick-and-wood structure house, but a wooden building. The three floors enclose a small space. There is a stage at the entrance, and a backyard with a patio further in. The stairs are also at the back, which effectively prevents guests from going up and down the stairs at will.

Mu Qiu and Lian Zhong stayed in the room. He looked at the situation outside through the white glass of the glazed window. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fu Chiyan walking upstairs.

Lian Zhong said softly, "Mr. Mu, thank you very much."

Mu Qiu turned around, his eyes were gentle, and he sat down on the mahogany chair softly, "Everyone is thinking about their own things, it's okay."

This theater was originally managed by a relative of the Fu family. Jiang Qing accidentally discovered this place in the account book that day and came to the theater to inquire about it. Mu Qiu was only sixteen years old at the time.

The first time he saw her, she was being dragged into the house by a man who had taken a fancy to her.

At that time, Jiang Qing had only been married to Fu Jizhong for three years. Fu Jizhong rarely took Jiang Qing out, and not many people knew her.

Jiang Qing originally came up to look for the owner of the theater, but she didn't expect to see this scene. She was so shocked that her face lost color and she covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. The man had his back to her, but Mu Qiu saw it clearly.

He saw the fear, panic and uneasiness in Jiang Qing's eyes, as if he was going to escape in the next second, so he smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. As long as he could get his soul out of his body, he would not feel pain.

But Mu Qiu didn't expect Jiang Qing to take the vase and smash it hard at the man on top of him. The sticky blood dripped down from the man's neck and fell on Mu Qiu's chest. It was warm, but he felt it was a little hot.

In fact, these things were bound to happen sooner or later for actors in troubled times, but Mu Qiu didn't expect his pain to come so soon, but Jiang Qing saved him.

The man was indeed very rich. He was a well-known landlord in Rucheng and knew many people in the political circle. However, Jiang Qing used Fu Jizhong's name to suppress the matter, and the man could only grit his teeth and accept the rejection.

At that time, Jiang Qing couldn't explain why. Perhaps, seeing Mu Qiu reminded her of Fu Chiyan, who avoided her like the plague. So she just treated him like a son and a brother. It would be unreasonable to stand by and watch someone in trouble.

No matter how much time has passed, Mu Qiu still remembers the day Jiang Qing pushed away the man who fainted on him, helped him tidy up his messy clothes, brushed his hair in front of his forehead, and whispered to him, "Don't be afraid."

Just this one sentence was enough, enough for Mu Qiu to do anything for Jiang Qing in the future.

Jiang Qing took Fu Chiyan for a walk around Shengyu Tower and then came down and led him to the door.

Fu Chiyan stopped again and asked, "Miss Jiang seems anxious for me to leave?"

Jiang Qing had never seen Fu Chiyan so idle before. She was already nervous about Lian Zhong's matter, so she frowned slightly.

"I'm just worried that it might delay Mr. Fu's business."

Fu Chiyan chuckled, stepped into the guest seats under the stage with his military boots and sat down.

"I had nothing to do today, but I didn't see Miss Jiang's friend, Mu Qiu."

"It is said that Boss Mu is very charming and graceful, and every time he goes on stage, it is hard to get a seat. I wonder if I, Fu Chiyan, will be lucky enough to hear Boss Mu sing a little song on the closing day?"

"Mu..."

"of course."

Jiang Qing heard the voice and looked over. It was Mu Qiu.

After he settled Lian Zhong, he hurried to the gate and just in time heard what Fu Chiyan said.

"What do you want to hear, Mr. Fu? I can sing it for you."

Fu Chiyan raised his eyebrows, and most of the doubts that had arisen were dispelled.

Judging from the look that Mu Qiu gave Jiang Qing, he shouldn't have let Jiang Qing and Fu Chiyan be alone together. But just now, Jiang Qing took Fu Chiyan to tour the entire Shengyu Tower, and Mu Qiu didn't show up. Fu Chiyan had to suspect that he was hiding in the backyard that Jiang Qing deliberately avoided.

As for why they hid in the backyard, there are too many reasons.

Fu Chiyan usually didn't know much about opera, so he said casually, "It's a match made in heaven."