The Wealthy Husband

Half an hour later, Ding Cheng whispered, "Qiling, let's go back, I'm hungry, and I will come back tomorrow."

He said that he sat upright and got up again. He went down from the small pavilion in three or two steps. After Qi Ling came down, he held Qi Ling's hand again. He felt safer in this way and could take advantage of Qi Ling...

They walked back slowly. The kitchen had already prepared lunch, which was quite rich. Wang Dan did not order the kitchen in accordance with the "simple dishes" requested by Ding Cheng.

He didn't aim at Ding Cheng, but from the bottom of his heart he felt that Qi Ling's first meal after returning home after so long should be richer.

Ding Cheng looked at the dishes on the table and didn't care too much. He and Qi Ling sat down, naturally just like they usually do. He gave Qi Ling the leftovers first.

But Qi Ling didn't plan to be so peaceful. He scanned his eyes again, and took the rice bowl that Ding Cheng handed over. He said, "Which things Cheng Cheng likes we keep, and the rest will be given to the kitchen." ."

They couldn't finish so much, so there was no need to dip chopsticks on every dish. More importantly, he was quite dissatisfied with Wang Dan's ignorance of Ding Cheng's instructions.

Wang Dan is considered to be from his father's generation, but in this capacity, he is still the steward of the Qi family, and a person who serves the Qi family. This kind of contract is there. He ignores the order of the other master of the Qi family, even if he violates the contract rules.

Ding Cheng pondered for a few moments. He picked a few dishes that Qi Ling and he both liked. Nearly twenty dishes, only four dishes and one soup were left in front of them, but the servants who were standing to serve them were already there. It's not useful anymore.

"You and Uncle Wang will both go down for dinner." Qi Ling said, with the same tone as in the past, Wang Dan chose to respond first, although their surprise in their hearts was already reaching the point where their expressions were almost unsustainable. .

After they left, Qi Ling's breath really eased. He didn't want to scare Ding Cheng, his tone slowed down, "Let's eat."

"Well, you eat more, you have lost weight recently."

Ding Cheng nodded. He had no opinion on Qi Ling's behavior. He was hiding the leftover soup from Qi Ling, and picked some fish from the fish, and put it on Qi Ling's plate.

The servant and Wang Dan didn't eat with them, except that they changed a bigger place and a bigger table, as if they were no different from their small suite in Ding Cheng.

After dinner for more than half an hour, Ding Cheng followed Qi Ling to the study. They did their own things, but they were all within sight of each other. Between their arms, they held tea and handed water. They occasionally said that it was convenient to talk. Time passed again.

In the day when Qi Ling returned, Wang Dan did not find a space to speak with Qi Ling alone. Qi Ling did not seem to be able to see Wang Dan’s anxiety. He kept Ding Cheng with him, almost a step away. Inseparable.

At about 5 in the afternoon, Wang Hai came back, and now he can have a holiday, but before he goes back to the study to put down his briefcase, Wang Dan pulls aside.

"You said, what's the matter with your husband and Young Master Ding?" Wang Dan watched Qi Ling grow up since he was a child, and knew his character no better. How could Qi Ling allow a person to cross the boundary in such a short period of time? , Or this kind of over-intimacy cross-border.

"That's what you saw," Wang Hai took away Wang Dan's hand. He continued upstairs and returned to his study. Wang Dan followed up and closed the door. Wang Hai shook his head speechlessly and walked aside. Pour himself a glass of water.

"I want to know what happened these days?"

Wang Dan looked down at Wang Hai with a sullen expression, almost talking to him in a commanding tone.

"Then can you tell me why you must know?"

Wang Hai frowned. Since childhood, Wang Dan has spent more thoughts on Qi Ling than with his biological son. Wang Hai has long known that before the death of the old man, he felt that this was the identity and responsibility of consciously being a housekeeper.

But now Qi Ling is in charge, Wang Dan's attitude hasn't changed in any way. For a long time, he doesn't know how long Wang Dan can stay in the position of this steward by relying on his friendship with Qi Ling.

"You don't need to worry about it..." Wang Dan said so almost without hesitation. He asked Wang Hai to follow Qi Ling, not for him to explore this with him.

But his answer could not satisfy Wang Hai, and Wang Hai could not give him a satisfactory answer.

Wang Haila pulled his tie, continued to take off his jacket, and then put on comfortable clothes. He sat on the office chair in the room, took out the computer from the briefcase, and started to read the documents. Meaning.

This is not difficult to see. Wang Dan continued to stare at Wang Hai for a few moments before he turned around and walked out of the room, but bumped into Ding Cheng who had come out to get the fruit. The expressions of both of them were stunned for a moment.

Ding Cheng nodded slightly, and then went on to bypass Wang Dan and go downstairs, but he was only two steps down when he was stopped by Wang Dan.

"Master Ding..." Wang Dan yelled, using the name he used for the grandchildren of the Ding family a long time ago.

Ding Cheng was yelled, so she could only turn around and looked at Wang Dan, who had always treated him lukewarm, with a self-conscious tone, "What's the matter with you?"

"Are you still used to living at home?"

With a proper smile on Wang Dan's face, he asked in a whisper, and took another step closer. He seems to be kind, but Ding Cheng is familiar with him, and his attitude is unlikely to change because of this.

"Well, it's okay," Ding Cheng replied.

Even if he was not used to staying, he couldn’t tell Wang Dan. He nodded lightly, and then didn’t stop. He turned around and went downstairs, then came back soon, facing Wang Dan, who was standing in thought, lightly nodded his head again and again. Entered the study, and then he couldn't help but shudder.

He likes Qi Ling, and the coldness and paranoia in Qi Ling will automatically beautify him in his eyes.

This housekeeper, Wang Dan, doesn't have this effect. Although it is still in broad daylight, his complexion is deep and motionless, coupled with the surrounding background rendering, it is easy for Qi Ling to think too much.

He shook his head and put the fruit down. He didn't sit down anymore. He squeezed directly to Qi Ling's side, soaked in the plenty of Yang Qi on his body, and Ding Cheng settled down when Qi Ling looked at him. He picked up a sliced ​​apple and brought it to Qi Ling's mouth, "Eat it?"

He was brought to his mouth, and Qi Ling didn't hate eating apples. He opened his mouth and was fed, he swallowed it, and continued to speak, "Who did you meet?"

Ding Cheng's sitting here was obviously an expression of being frightened and about to explode. Qi Ling was basically familiar with the reaction Ding Cheng would have, and would no longer fail to see it.

"Uncle Wang," Ding Cheng said in a low voice. He didn't like Wang Dan very much, but he didn't even think about saying bad things about him to Qi Ling. He explained it immediately after he answered, "He asked me if I am used to living at home. Whatever you are used to, I didn’t talk much, I came back with the fruit."

"You know... it's getting dark..."

Ding Cheng’s words were low. In fact, he was not so afraid of places with lights. He had nothing to do with Ding’s two years abroad. At first, he lived in Qi’s house. Although he felt weird, he was also Didn't remember what to be afraid of.

But then he overheard the servant talking about ghosts or something. He was originally afraid of this kind of things. When he thought that there were all this kind of things here at night, he instantly weakened his legs, relying on the strong obsession of meeting Qi Ling. , He only persisted for three days...

Ding Cheng spoke, unconsciously squeezing towards Qi Ling, "I heard that strange things often happen at home..."

Ding Cheng tilted his head to look at Qi Ling, completely unable to see what was going on, and was afraid of seeing any definite results, and then he shook his head again, "Oh, I'm nervous, you just ignore me..."

He was obviously scared to death, and he couldn't help but mention it by himself. He was okay when he mentioned it, but he was afraid that others would mention it.

Qi Ling put the document aside, wrapped his arm around Ding Cheng and hugged the person. He whispered, "Who told you? Huh?"

Ding Cheng's various local roads heard a lot about Qi's house, but there were a few other servants of the Qi family who had a profound impact.

"I have heard Lu Ming and the others talk about your gossip... I also heard stories about the old palace from my second brother. It is said that at night, I often see people walking around, but no one comes close..."

Ding Cheng said that his voice trembled invisibly, and his eyes were particularly round, like a rabbit that could jump and escape at any time. He grasped Qi Ling's hand tightly, "I, I also ran into it, but not this time... "

The last time he came to live in Qi Zhai, that day was really frustrated. He has to do a good job of mental building for a long time when he goes out of the house at night, and it is not easy to fall asleep. At night, he basically does not run outside the house. When he wakes up, Qi Ling has gone to work.

So when he lived in Qi's house for three days, he didn't even see Qi Ling at all, so he ran away in fright.

"I was hiding in the flowers in the outer courtyard that day. I wanted to wait for you to get off work. I took a peek... but you didn't come back after waiting for a long time. I took the time to stroll around by myself..."

He was depressed and wandered casually, and he didn't know where he was. When he was anxious to find his way, he faintly heard crying, with a little reverberation, Ding Cheng dared to guarantee that the effect was definitely better than ordinary ghost movies.

Although he was afraid of ghosts, he was actually very annoyed that day because of his "fear". He finally got courageous and went after the cry, and then he really saw an old man's ghost, and she rushed towards Ding Cheng with howling ghosts. NS.

It just so happened that someone passing by was startled, "There's a ghost!" He screamed and ran away, and Ding Cheng ran with him.

"I should have made a mistake, but the hurdles in my heart can't get through. I really misunderstood me, and I'm afraid..."

Ding Cheng was not so sure about the collision. In short, after that night, he spent a day in his room, and early the next morning, he moved out of Qi’s house and returned to his den. .

"Let me tell you, I also ran into it when I was a kid... My dad also asked a Taoist priest to show me, but I didn't expect that I ran into it again here, it was still exactly the same ghost..."

Ding Cheng shuddered as he spoke, and then shrank his shoulders again. It seemed that the "hit ghost" that left a little impression left Ding Cheng quite a shadow. Qi Ling hugged Ding Cheng more tightly, using himself to give Ding Cheng a sense of security as he did in the haunted house last time.

"Ding Cheng, I'm here."

To be honest, he would not believe anything like Qi Ling before, but when he was reborn, he had to think more, but he thought that Ding Cheng's two ghost encounters might not be so accidental.

"When was it when I was young?" Qi Ling asked again, and then he helplessly rubbed his arm for Ding Cheng. Ding Cheng, who could jump down without blinking his eyes while skydiving, was really so afraid of these intangibles.

"It seems to be when I was five or six years old. I blamed my second brother. He told me a ghost story, and I hit a ghost the next day... But I seem to have smashed my head. I just remember hitting a ghost. Can't remember very clearly."

Even his memories before the age of five became quite vague, and only a few things could he remember clearly. However, it was nothing more than eating and drinking, and Ding Cheng himself and even his family didn't think it was important.

"Perhaps there was something in this old house..." In view of Ding Cheng's sudden widening eyes, Qi Ling changed his words, "But it shouldn't be a ghost...Is it that time when I was five or six?"

Once he was very ill. Jiang Ziyun, who was also sick, asked Ding Hande to come to see him, but then he hurried away. Did he bring five-year-old Ding Cheng with him? Ding Cheng smashed his head, and Ding Hande hurriedly left from here.

No one mentioned these things to him. He probably dealt with it vaguely when he asked Wang Dan, but he could also ask from Ding Hande. It is very likely that Ding Cheng’s two "ghosts" were in this house. .

When I was a child, my memory was fuzzy and easy to forget, but Ding Cheng still had an impression of Qi Zhai subconsciously, and it invisibly deepened his rejection of this place. The second time someone wanted to pretend to be a ghost and scare him, it was much easier.

Qi Ling quickly sorted it out in his head. He held Ding Cheng's arm and tightened it a little bit, and then let it go, "Nothing, it's a human or a ghost, you can catch it..."

Ding Cheng slightly nodded hesitantly. He didn't expect to catch any "ghosts". After the past few days, Qi Ling could still move out with him. He couldn't like this Qi house from the bottom of his heart.

"Knock, knock" The door of the study was knocked, Qi Ling checked the time, it was time for dinner.

"Let’s eat first." The ghost hunting is not in a hurry. If you are not ready to do it, it is very likely that you will be stunned. After rebirth, many things have become boring, but many things have gradually become interesting, such as Ding Cheng and these "ghosts." .

"Uh, uh..." Ding Cheng replied. Before letting go of the hand holding Qi Ling's waist, his chin was lifted, and then Qi Ling naturally kissed it.

Their lips touched lightly, but Qi Ling didn't separate immediately. He carefully analyzed the color in Ding Cheng's eyes, then the corners of his mouth raised, and his hands slid up to the back of Ding Cheng's neck.

The lips with a large temperature difference rubbed against each other for a while, and before the breath was completely relieved, Qi Ling intruded into Ding Cheng’s mouth and collided with the tip of Ding Cheng’s unsuspecting tongue. The pupils of both people shrank a little, and then tightened more closely. Intertwined.

The sound of knocking on the door was intermittent and seemed to be gradually moving away from them. Qi Ling, who wanted to comfort Ding Cheng with a kiss, was also lost and frantic for a moment, especially when he saw Ding Cheng's unconcealed emotional expression.

The bright light in the study also had the colorful effect of that night in the dance hall, and their breathing sounded like that night that filled the ears near or far, full of rhythmic drum beats.

Ding Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he lifted his body slightly, as if he was bearing it, and he seemed to be actively chasing. His hand was clenched into a fist behind Qi Ling, and he seemed to be restraining something.

For a few minutes, it seemed to be as long as ten minutes, the lips parted, the forehead touched lightly, the breathing was completely messed up, Ding Cheng's eyes were blurred, and the messy thoughts were not left at all.

In his mind, in his eyes, there is only Qi Ling and their overly intense and overwhelming kisses.

"Ding Cheng..." Qi Ling whispered. The silhouette in his eyes was dim and dark, and the dumb color in his voice was as mellow as wine. Ding Cheng, who was already obsessed with him, could no longer restrain him. impulse.

After only a pause, his kiss was printed on Qi Ling’s lips again, and then moved slightly away, kissed on the chin, and then on Qi Ling’s Adam’s apple, but Qi Ling’s clothes were always neatly dressed. It was covered by the suit collar and tie down.

Ding Cheng was not discouraged. The tip of his tongue gently circled Qi Ling's throat, and from time to time he turned his head to rub people. He bowed slightly. He didn't know what he was going to do, he just knew that he could not continue to do this. Calmly sat with Qi Lingtie.

He is about to explode, he is probably crazy...

"Qiling, I like you..."

Ding Cheng whispered softly, and then he held Qi Ling's shoulders and used his greatest will in his life to prevent him from continuing to be frivolous...

And Qi Ling became a little more dangerous under the constant stimulation of Ding Cheng. His sitting posture can be described as sitting with a straight neck, like a tiger about to start, and like a wolf who has been hungry for a long time...

"Knock, knock!" After a few minutes of silence, the knock on the door sounded again. With Qi Ling and Ding Cheng's sane return, they could no longer ignore it, but they still didn't mean to answer or open the door. .

After another two minutes passed, Qi Ling stretched out his hand and pulled Ding Cheng back, who was sitting on the edge. He wrapped his hand around, then turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and then he pressed an electronically controlled button on the table. .

The inner lock of the study door opens automatically, and people outside can enter directly.

"Sir, Master Ding, have dinner." It was still Wang Dan who came to ask them to eat, his eyes lowered orderly, but the position of Qi Ling and Ding Cheng could be seen from the corner of the light.

"Uncle Wang will let other servants tell him about this kind of thing in the future," Qi Ling was silent for a few moments, and ordered like this. Instead of consulting Wang Shan, he directly gave him what he needed to implement.

Wang Dan once again felt the tremendous changes in Qi Ling. Qi Ling had never treated him like this before. It can be said that because of Qi Bo’s dereliction of duty and Ding's sternness, his relationship with Qi Ling is the best in Qi’s family. of.

Qi Ling didn't respect him as a father, but his attitude towards him was at least towards his elders, which was by no means the alienation in front of him.

Did Qi Ling know something, or did he doubt him... He finally realized that Qi Ling's changes were not all due to the extra Ding Cheng in front of him. The car accident made him look like a different person, becoming a stranger and beyond his control. People.

Wang Dan realized it, but did not leave. Instead, he took another small step. He asked, "Sir, can I talk to you alone?"

The content of Wang Dan's words is still respectful and polite, but the tone of his dialogue with Qi Ling has changed slightly, more like a gentle elder and younger generations requesting, still not excessively demanding.

Ding Cheng followed Wang Dan's gaze and looked at Qi Ling. If he needed this, he wouldn't be able to stay by himself for a while, especially after the kisses and intimacy that were so enthusiastic that he wanted to escape before.

Qi Ling seemed to see Ding Cheng’s thoughts, and a little dark color flashed in his eyes. Not only did he not let go of his arm around Ding Cheng’s waist, but instead wrapped it more tightly, and then grasped Ding Cheng unconsciously. With the fist's hand, he broke his fingers apart one by one.

"Uncle Wang can say anything to me. I don't need to be alone," he said, looking back at Ding Cheng, whose blush on his cheeks did not dissipate much, and looked at each other. Cheng Cheng is not an outsider."

The light in Ding Cheng's eyes quickly ignited, and Qi Ling's sentence must be important without being ashamed. He asked softly, "Really?"

"We got married three years ago, are we still together now?" Qi Ling's calm words seemed to be the same as in the past, and his eyes seemed to be the same, but Qi Ling, who had not changed in this way, was full of behavior and speech. Expressed his meaning.

"You are not an outsider, you are my partner, another master of the Qi family."

In other words, something really happened to him. Ding Cheng is the successor who is more justified than Qi Boqiwei.

When Qi Ling remembered something, he suddenly smiled. This smile was not only for Ding Cheng, but also for himself in his previous life.

A few years before he was hit and killed by Qi Bai in his previous life, he left a will. What happened to him? All the property under his name was given to his ex-husband Ding Cheng. He has always deceived himself and made himself think it was him. There is no choice decision.

But how could it be that there are many places for a large amount of property to do public welfare. He has not considered other things because he is willing to give Ding Cheng. He is not as indifferent to Ding Cheng as he thinks.

Thinking about it now, he knows a lot about Ding Cheng. Ding Cheng’s success in stardom is one aspect, and he is willing to see Ding Cheng on TV or in the news, so he occasionally glances at him, or hears him accidentally or deliberately. The news can make him feel better for a few days.

He thought he didn't hate Ding Cheng, and just appreciated Ding Cheng's efforts, but... more than that.

Ding Cheng's efforts these days not only made Qi Ling fall in love with him, but also awakened the likes that had been deliberately suppressed and hidden by Qi Ling, the likes that he had never and dared to admit.

"Hmm..." Ding Cheng replied softly, and felt that it was not enough. He was even more sure to respond loudly, "Hmm!"

Qi Ling's eyes and words made Ding Cheng couldn't help but react like this. Although he didn't feel much about Qi's family, he was willing to become another master outside Qi Ling, and he was willing to be full of joy...