Become a rival virtual lover

After staying in the kitchen with Fu Yueting for a long time, Qin Yan raised his wrist to look at his watch, and saw that the hour hand had passed twelve o'clock.

He glanced at the chef who started yawning again, and said to Fu Yueting, "It's getting late, don't you want to sleep?"

Fu Yueting intends to stay.

Qin Yan will move out tomorrow, and he wants to do his best before dinner.

But he didn't want Qin Yan to stay up late with him, so he said, "Okay."

Chefs are pardoned.

When the three of them left in twos and one behind, the kitchen lights that had been on in the middle of the night finally shut off with a "snap".

The next morning.

Qin Yan went out for a morning run and came back, and breakfast was just ready.

After the four of them ate at the same table, Han Feng was still discussing how to move the things from Qin Yan's house, when Qin Yan's cell phone rang.

It's Song Jingming.

He had heard from Qin Yan that he was going to move today, and this time he called to recommend himself.

"Are you all ready?" Song Jingming's voice sounded a little unsteady, and soon there was the sound of the car door opening and closing, "I'm going to your former house. Recently, although the media has been quiet Yes, but that girl Jian Xue still doesn't show her face, what else do you want to bring over from your previous home, just find a moving company, and I'll keep an eye on it."

Qin Yan turned on the speakerphone, and Han Feng replied when he heard this sentence: "Everything at home is fine, bring the best!"

Song Jingming laughed: "Uncle Han, don't worry, I won't throw anything away casually."

Han Feng felt relieved.

After saying a few more words and hanging up the phone, Song Jingming waited for Qin Yan to arrive before asking, "Just take the clothes from your bedroom and the ones from your study?"

"Ah."

Song Jingming breathed a sigh of relief.

He had found a moving company long before Qin Yan came, and now that he had confirmed the things to be moved, he went downstairs after the staff finished sorting them out.

On the way back, he asked again, "Where did Uncle Han and the girl go?"

Qin Yan said: "They stayed here to tidy up the bedrooms."

Hearing this, Song Jingming said with emotion: "It's unexpected that you will live in Yuqingjingyuan so soon." Then he turned around, "By the way, thanks to Fu Yueting recently, did he ever ask you to help him? What are you doing?"

Qin Yan said: "No."

So Song Jingming put his elbows on the armrest, leaned over to look at him repeatedly, and said, "I don't know when you and Fu Yueting met each other, let him help you like this, just like living Lei Feng. Why would I I have never met such a nice person!"

After finishing speaking, he said: "And you, I found that during this period of time, you don't leave the door every day, you don't even stay in the company anymore, what are you doing at home?"

Once his mouth starts, there is no possibility of stopping.

Qin Yan tried his best to be perfunctory: "It's nothing."

"You're lying to a ghost." Song Jingming curled his lips, "Tell me, are you in a relationship, and you're in a hurry to go home and have a tryst with a girl—it's not right, you've been staying at Fu Yueting's house recently, and you don't even want to be in a golden house. This condition..."

He could have a good chat even talking to himself, Qin Yan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and just leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

It took Song Jingming a long time to realize that he was about to go crazy, when he saw the tiredness in Qin Yan's eyes, he paused, and then asked, "I saw that you looked much better before, why are you feeling unwell recently? The insomnia has recurred again?"

Qin Yanyi said concisely: "Yes."

I have been busy at work a few days ago, and my concentration is better. Today, when I am suddenly free, the tingling pain in my mind becomes clearer.

Song Jingming was silent for a while, then sighed: "It's been so many years, there's nothing I can do."

Qin Yan's insomnia is an old problem, and it can't be cured. He has been very worried. Some time ago, when he saw Qin Yan's complexion was surprisingly good, he thought it was the insomnia that finally healed without medicine. Who knew that Zhou Gong only fell in love for a short time. Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't speak.

He didn't tell Song Jingming that there are actually two ways to treat insomnia.

One is to steal Fu Yueting's game equipment.

The second is to steal Fu Yueting.

The first method has yet to be verified.After all, he changed a game device before, and the one connected to him is still the one in Fu Yueting's hands.

the second.

Never mind.

Song Jingming saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he didn't get entangled in this topic, so he talked about other things.

When he arrived at the door of Qin Yan's house, he arranged for staff to move things up and down from the inside to the outside. After unloading all the goods, he collapsed on the sofa after paying the bill, and shouted weakly: "I'm exhausted."

Jian Xue handed him the iced lemon juice, and said solemnly, "Your body is so weak, you need to exercise more."

Hearing what she said, Song Jingming's face turned green.

Han Feng smiled and said, "That's right, the work is done by others. The road you walk is not as much as Xiaoxue's, and you will be tired wherever you go."

Song Jingming hurriedly jumped up from the sofa: "Who is tired! Who is tired? I am in a hurry with him!"

A few people laughed and made noise, and then went to tidy up the bedrooms, and another afternoon passed quietly.

Han Feng said to Song Jingming: "It's so late, Jingming don't leave tonight, stay here."

"That's good!" Song Jingming looked at the time, only to realize that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and then belatedly touched his empty stomach, "Uncle Han, when is dinner tonight?"

Han Feng looked at Qin Yan: "It should be soon?"

"Yes." Qin Yan said, "Let's go."

Song Jingming was stunned: "Going out to eat?"

Jian Xue walked at the end and explained to him: "No, it was agreed to go to Mr. Fu's for dinner tonight."

"Ah?" Song Jingming stopped subconsciously, "Then I will follow, is it appropriate?"

Qin Yan said: "I told him."

Song Jingming immediately swaggered: "Then what are you waiting for, I've been hungry for a long time!"

When they arrived at Fu Yueting's house, they came just in time, and the food had just been served.

Fu Yueting took a shower and came downstairs, and went to the dining room with everyone to sit down.

The butler arranged for the boss as usual, and introduced with a smile: "Tonight's dishes are all cooked by Mr. Please take your time."

Fu Yueting... cooks? ?

Song Jingming was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was also a little surprised.

During this period of time, Fu Yueting did often add dishes to dinner, but most of them were one dish. Tonight's meal was so rich that he thought Fu Yueting had specially explained the kitchen, but he didn't expect that it was Fu Yueting who cooked it himself.

"It's nothing." Fu Yueting said, "Try it first, see if it suits your taste."

After he finished speaking, his gaze swept over Qin Yan, and then he turned his face and gave the housekeeper a slight nod.

The butler understood, and waved his hand to ask the servants to deliver the wine to everyone's seats and pour it for a few people.

Qin Yan sat beside Fu Yueting and said to him: "You don't drink too much, don't drink too much."

Before Fu Yueting could speak, Han Feng couldn't help it: "In someone's own home, it doesn't matter if you drink more or less, at worst, go upstairs to sleep after drinking!"

Go upstairs to bed.

Hearing this sentence, both Qin Yan and Fu Yueting were silent for a moment, and did not speak again.

Song Jingming noticed the weird silence, and just about to ask, Han Feng raised his glass: "Everyone has worked hard today, especially Yue Ting, I am really sorry for asking you to cook so many dishes and wait for us."

Fu Yueting glanced at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan had no choice but to pick up the wine glass.

The corners of Fu Yueting's lips were slightly raised, and he clinked glasses with Han Feng far away, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Song Jingming had a drink with him, and in the blink of an eye, he forgot what he was going to say just now, and started chatting again and again.

Not long after, he changed seats to sit between Jian Xue and Han Feng, chatting with Jian Xue on the left and drinking with Han Fenghai on the right.

Although Fu Yueting was only affected by the lingering fire, he was also toasted by them a few glasses of wine.

At first, he was worried that Qin Yan would think too much, but later seeing that Qin Yan didn't care, he took the opportunity to drink a few more glasses.

Qin Yan was still eating.

Fu Yueting took the time to cook a table of meals, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance, and taste, and he didn't want to waste Fu Yueting's thoughts in vain. When everyone else was drinking, the dishes in front of him were almost ready to eat. Bottom.

He didn't pay attention to Fu Yueting deliberately.

Considering that the surroundings are full of people hired by the other party's family, he shouldn't need to worry anymore, and what Han Feng said makes sense, this is Fu Yueting's home, it's very convenient to go upstairs to rest when drunk, so he didn't say anything .

Only gradually, Qin Yan realized that something was wrong with Fu Yueting.

He looked back.

Seeing that the butler was talking to the servant, he got up and was going to remind him.

As a result, as soon as he made a move, he was grabbed by Fu Yueting.

"Where are you going?"

Qin Yan looked down at his wrist tightly held by him, and already had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still replied first: "I'm not going anywhere."

Fu Yueting stared straight at him: "Then why did you stand up?"

Qin Yan said: "I—"

"You are not allowed to go." Fu Yueting interrupted him and repeated in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Qin Yan: "..."

He looked at Song Jingming.

Song Jingming drank straight up.

He looked at Han Feng again.

Han Fengzheng and Song Jingming's faces were flushed.

On the side, Jian Xue was holding a glass of red wine, and there were two clusters of red clouds floating on her cheeks, her eyes were focused, and she only listened to the two people's flattery.

Qin Yan could only look at the housekeeper.

The butler hurriedly stepped forward: "Mr. Qin?"

Qin Yan said: "Boss Fu is drunk, you can find someone to help him upstairs to rest."

The butler subconsciously looked at Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting looked up at him, his dark eyes were sharp and frightening, forcing him to take a step back.

Seeing this, Qin Yan frowned: "What?"

The butler looked at the boss again and swallowed: "Mr. Qin, sir doesn't like to be approached by others, can I trouble you to take him upstairs?"

Qin Yan was silent.

He knew that if he missed this trip, he would not be able to come out tonight.

"Mr. Qin?"

Qin Yan looked down at Fu Yueting.

Maybe he was sleepy, Fu Yueting's fierce phoenix eyes were already half-opened, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. It seemed that he might fall asleep at any time, but the strength to grab his wrist never slackened.

Not the first time.

Qin Yan was well aware of Fu Yueting's strange insistence when he was drunk, so he didn't care.

In fact, even if he slept with Fu Yueting, it would be beneficial and harmless for him. Just a whole night of high-quality sleep is a rare good time.

Just for this, even if Fu Yueting gets drunk every night, it won't do him any harm.

As for now, he just didn't want Fu Yueting to feel embarrassed when he woke up the next day.

Now hearing the butler's tactful urging, he secretly sighed, and clasped Fu Yueting's wrist with his backhand: "Let's go, I'll take you upstairs."

The housekeeper was a little worried.

He knows his boss very well. Although he has never seen this kind of situation, how can anyone talk to Fu Yueting like this in normal times?Even if the boss has been drinking, looking at the look in his eyes just now, he might be even more difficult to provoke——

Just as he was thinking, he saw his ruthless boss, fluttering up following Mr. Qin's movements, swaying his feet, and fluttering into Mr. Qin's arms.

housekeeper:"……"

Really drunk?

Seeing this, he rushed forward to help him, and saw the boss's cold star-like eyes turned again, and his tone was also icy cold.

"Step aside."

housekeeper:"…………"

This……