I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

As soon as Wu Qiuran left the unit, he quickly drove to the hospital.

In the luxurious single ward, Qin Moxun was lying on the hospital bed, his face was swollen like a pig's head, blue and purple mottled, extremely shocking.

Wu Qiuran was taken aback when he saw it, and almost wondered if he had gone to the wrong ward.

It wasn't until Qin Moxun asked the waiter to go down that he moved to the side of the hospital bed and sat down: "Brother? How could he be so cruel?"

"Then he's a fucking lunatic! Beat people up and slap them in the face!" Qin Moxun gritted his teeth and cursed once there was no one else in the room.

After exerting force, the wound was involved again, causing him to hiss in pain, and swallowed back the swear words.

Wu Qiuran reached out to touch his face, but the scar was too scary, before touching it, he carefully retracted it.

"Is there no one in your family who can control him?" Wu Qiuran said angrily, "He is just an illegitimate child, how can he find flowers?"

"He's just a lunatic," Qin Moxun scolded, "Don't be afraid of heaven and earth, as if the whole world owes him, and he can only be happy if he makes everyone unhappy."

"Your mother can't control it? You are also your own," Wu Qiuran said, "And your elder brother has also been discharged from the hospital, so no one can cure him? In the end, you are a family, so what is he?"

Qin Moxun's face was so swollen that Wu Qiuran could hardly distinguish the expression changes on that face.

But for some reason, as soon as he finished these words, he felt a chill from Qin Moxun.

Wu Qiuran didn't dare to continue talking.

He picked up the medicinal porridge on the table and fed it to Qin Moxun.

It was extremely difficult for Qin Moxun to even open his mouth to eat, so Wu Qiuran went out to ask the nurse to borrow a flat spoon, which would relieve some of his pain.

"Didn't you say it's okay before?" Qin Moxun suddenly asked while drinking the porridge.

"It's all Fu Jiujiu's fault this time." Wu Qiuran said while feeding, "If it wasn't for him, let alone Qin Moyan, even ten or eight of them would not be able to escape unscathed."

"It's him again!" Qin Moxun sneered.

"Well," Wu Qiuran said, "Mary confirmed it before, and I asked her about it, but she didn't see anything, but as soon as the information was handed over to the editor's office, something went wrong."

"It shouldn't be," Qin Moxun was puzzled, "Wuyun has only produced a draft of this design, not even a serious design drawing. How could Fu Jiujiu be able to recognize it by such a coincidence? I spent so much time thinking, Is it a coincidence that I chose such a product suitable for Pengci?"

"Brother," Wu Qiuran said suddenly, "It's actually not surprising."

Qin Moxun looked at him with swollen eyes.

"I have now basically confirmed that he is Qingren," Wu Qiuran said: "You think, with Qingren's fashion skills, he should be more forward-looking about fashion and pay more attention to various brands, so let him see Come out, I don't think there is anything strange."

When Wu Qiuran said this, her voice was quite calm.

But the hand holding the bowl betrayed him, because the hands were constantly shaking.

I don't know if it's because people tend to spend more energy and attention on enemies or competitors.

When Qing Ren broadcast live for the first time, Wu Qiuran felt a very familiar aura from him.

Until, he saw Fu Jiujiu's habitual movements in the office.

Afterwards, every time he was confirmed, his heart felt cold and painful,

Up to this moment, his heart was already icy cold.

Hatred and jealousy almost swallowed him completely.

Before this, he never thought that the power of "jealousy" is so powerful?

It made his mind restless for a moment, extremely painful, and even twisted.

Such a well-loved and unparalleled manga artist, why is it Fu Jiujiu?

Not only that, but it can also be known from his live broadcast that the commercialization of the blade has made him a lot of money.

Through this cartoon, he can be said to have gained both fame and fortune!

Why, why, if that person is Fu Jiujiu?

He wouldn't be jealous and hate anyone so much, why Fu Jiujiu?

It's not enough for him to be high-profile in NF, why should he be the champion in other fields?

Not to mention stealing his position, but also grabbing the attention of the world.

He would rather Qing Ren be a dog or a cat, better than Fu Jiujiu!

He calmed down, and finally stroked Qin Moxun's cheek lightly: "Brother, you need to get better soon."

The current him may not be comparable to Fu Jiujiu in anything.

But there is only one thing, his boyfriend is Fu Jiujiu's "ordinary" boyfriend, which is beyond his reach.

This is his capital and he has to use it.

Fu Jiujiu can't stay.

Fu Jiujiu sneezed, sneaked down to the underground garage, and saw Lin Jun's car parked in an inconspicuous corner.

The driver was not in the car, Lin Jun was sitting quietly in the back seat, waiting for him with a cigarette in his hand.

Seeing his figure appear in the field of vision, a smile quickly lit up in his eyes, and he reached out to put out the cigarette.

Fu Jiujiu climbed into the car from the other side like a thief, and Lin Jun held his hand and pulled him up, almost throwing himself into his arms.

Not knowing if it was because of his overly cautious appearance, Lin Jun smiled softly.

And clasped his shoulders and kissed his ear lightly before letting him go.

It's obviously an aboveboard relationship, but it's like cheating.

However, the two of them didn't think there was any problem.

Fu Jiujiu didn't want their relationship to be exposed so quickly.

After all, no matter how sweet the two of them are now, but the matter of divorce has not been clarified for a day, it is like a time bomb hidden in his heart, which may detonate at any time, and may repeat the same mistakes at any time.

As for Lin Jun, because he experienced the terrible experience of being kidnapped when he was young, even though he wanted to stick with Fu Jiujiu even when he was commuting to and from get off work, he couldn't help but want to hide him tightly.

Besides, Fu Jiujiu is so cute, and he doesn't want to share it with anyone.

Whether it was out of desire to protect or possess, in short, he just wanted to hide Fu Jiujiu secretly so that he could feel more at ease.

The two were intimate for a while, before Fu Jiujiu turned sideways.

I saw the lunch box in the car.

And there is a magazine under the lunch box, which is the journal that NF just released today.

The inside page contains Zhuquan's super-long interview and the design drawing of the comic version written by Zhuquan.

"Hey, senior," Fu Jiujiu teased him, "Is this using our magazine as a placemat?"

"This issue is not good," Lin Jun said casually, "It can also be used as a placemat."

Hearing this, Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but pause when he was unpacking the lunch box, and asked humbly, "What's wrong?"

"When it comes to fashion, shouldn't Qing Ren be invited?" Lin Jun said.

"Oh, so it's this one." Fu Jiujiu was relieved, and started to spread out the lunch boxes again: "It's not us who invited them, they have time."

The food was brought by He Caiyi's aunt at home.

There is also a chicken soup with three meat and three vegetables, which can be divided into two small bowls.

Lin Jun specially brought it to eat with Fu Jiujiu.

"But you can wait, or make an appointment earlier." Lin Jun insisted: "Or give a little more money."

Fu Jiujiu gave him a strange look, feeling that Lin Jun had a strange attachment to this matter.

"You like him very much?" He bit his chopsticks and asked a little nervously.

Lin Jun looked at him quietly for a moment, lowered his voice a bit, and said with a hint of meaning: "I only like you."

Fu Jiujiu pursed her lips and laughed, and began to feed him slowly.

"Actually," Lin Jun said, "Have you noticed that the sales of several brands that Qingren cooperates with have been very good recently, causing many painters to imitate his style and want to have a meal of business cooperation."

"Well," Fu Jiujiu said, ""Gourmet Girl" has started to cooperate with some brands of snacks, and I heard the effect is pretty good."

""I Am a Princess" also recently hired a special costume designer to design costumes for comic characters." Lin Jun said: "The competition is so fierce, I wonder if Qingren will feel a sense of crisis?"

The insulation effect of the lunch box is particularly good, and the food is still steaming hot when taken out.

Fu Jiujiu pouted and blew on the chicken soup in the spoon, then fed it to Lin Jun's mouth.

After watching him drink it, he smiled and replied, "Then who knows?"

Lin Jun stopped talking and pursed his lips.

"Isn't it delicious?" Fu Jiujiu took a sip by himself in doubt.

"It's okay." Lin Jun's eyes dropped, his thick long eyelashes concealed the disappointment in his eyes, and he said softly, "My aunt has been making it for many years, and the taste is always the same."

"Like the new and dislike the old, senior?" Fu Jiujiu teased him.

"I'm very specific," Lin Jun said seriously, "but I do like your cooking better now. The little wontons at noon today are also super delicious."

Fu Jiujiu laughed, sweetly: "Then I'll make it for you when I have time."

Fu Jiujiu's words did not last long for Lin Jun's disappointment, and the smile returned to his eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The topic started, and he didn't bring up the matter of Qing Ren again.

Fu Jiujiu picked up the magazine, not allowing Lin Jun to disrespect the fruits of their labor.

After they ate for a while, Fu Jiujiu suddenly thought of a question. While chewing the food in his mouth, he asked, "Where's the driver?"

"Go to Tonglai next door for dinner." Lin Jun wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips and said.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but want to laugh, the two of them were eating lunch boxes like thieves, and the driver went to eat at a star-rated hotel.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Jun looked at him.

"It's nothing." Fu Jiujiu suppressed a smile and said, "I think you are cute."

"How cute?" Lin Jun's dark eyes looked like stars falling into the sky, and he asked with a smile, "Are you so cute?"

Fu Jiujiu has never thought of herself as cute.

He has always felt that he is actually very boring, and he is too principled on many issues and lacks flexibility.

He didn't even have particularly high pursuits in life and career. He was satisfied with finding the "sense of security" he wanted, and didn't think too much about going further.

Even the reputation, status, and opportunities brought to him by the comics are all due to Lin Jun.

Therefore, when he first heard Lin Jun's question, he couldn't help but froze.

After a while, he replied very seriously: "Of course you are cute."

Lin Jun looked at him with a pursed smile, and slowly finished the food in his mouth.

Then he leaned over and cupped his face.

Fu Jiujiu's face was so small, his skin was cool and extremely soft.

The lashes lie softly on the lids, looking benign and harmless.

The amber eyes look darker in less bright light, but the love in them is so sincere.

Why is Fu Jiujiu so cute?Lin Jun thought.

But he actually thinks he's cuter, it's unbelievable.

Lin Jun looked at him, his heart softened by Fu Jiujiu's "cuteness".

His heart couldn't help surging, he lowered his head to kiss his soft lips, and whispered softly: "Xiao Jiu, I..."

He couldn't help but want to express his heart, but in the end he silenced his voice again.

Fu Jiujiu's love for him does not appear to be fake, but there is something between them, which is also true.

Fu Jiujiu no longer depended on him financially, and even made a clear distinction with him.

Even if he gave him a gift, he would do his best to give him another gift of equal value in return.

Fu Jiujiu's financial conditions are too poor. Even though he has collected a lot of advertising fees through comics, it is completely different from his previous life.

As a result, he didn't dare to give him any expensive gifts, for fear of increasing his financial pressure virtually.

In addition, Fu Jiujiu has been hiding the fact that he is a painter with a green blade.

Therefore, even though the two had made a major breakthrough, Lin Jun still couldn't confirm Fu Jiujiu's relationship.

It seems that Fu Jiujiu's heart has not been completely opened for him, and he cannot give him a strong sense of security that Fu Jiujiu belongs to him.

He had to restrain his feelings as much as possible in front of him, fearing that it would be counterproductive if it was too intense.

Fu Jiujiu was a little itchy from being flattered by him, so she kissed him back with a smile, pulled herself out of his palm, and looked down at his wound.

After changing the medicine several times, the swelling on that hand has subsided a lot.

But the scars were scarred and looked even more hideous.

Fu Jiujiu didn't let him move any more, and brought a piece of beef brisket to his mouth. Seeing him eat it with his mouth open, he couldn't help but smile.

After dinner, the driver has not come back.

Lin Jun took Fu Jiujiu into his arms and kissed his lips and cheeks.

He reached into his clothes and rubbed him lightly.

And bit his ear and told him: "Your technique was too bad last time."

Fu Jiujiu was panted lightly by him, and at the same time couldn't help but clenched his fist and smashed him on the shoulder.

After knocking Lin Jun into a slight smile, he put his cheek in the crook of his neck.

Hearing it from there, his laughter will be deeper and more emotional, and it will lightly shake on his eardrums, making him involuntarily indulged.

Fu Jiujiu was indulging in that tenderness, and heard Lin Jun say softly: "When my hand is healed, I will teach you well."

The author has something to say: So what, who still remembers the titles of "Master of Ventricular Skills" and "Master of Massage" in our county?

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