老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 68

Xie Yang put down the teacup and picked up the teapot to refill Qiu Xing’s tea, gently comforting him.

Qiu Xing barely suppressed his anger. “Do you need me to help you regarding the rumours…?” 

“No, I have already clarified the rumours with the help of a senior in the entertainment industry.”

Xie Yang put down the teapot and looked at Qiu Xing. “I’m not saying this to make you angry. It is to remind you that even if you trust Feng Qinglin, Feng Qinglin definitely doesn’t trust you. Even if Feng Qinglin does trust you, he also trusts Mu Zhouyi. Therefore, I hope you can be a bit more defensive against Feng Qinglin in the future. Not all the information you tell him is completely safe.”

In the original plot of the book, Feng Qinglin repeatedly used Qiu Xing’s lack of defense against relatives to extract information from him. It didn’t matter if Qiu Xing in the original book knew about it or not or deliberately told Feng Qinglin the information. Xie Yang would never allow Qiu Xing to be totally defenseless against Feng Qinglin like it was in the original novel.

Qiu Xing’s expression slightly cleared up. “I’m not unguarded against him.” 

“Then you just want to spoil him.”

“……”

Qiu Xing suddenly leaned back with an ‘I don’t care, I’m just asking casually’ attitude and crossed his legs. Then he asked indifferently, “Are you jealous of Qinglin?”

Xie Yang paused and looked Qiu Xing up and down. Qiu Xing picked up the cup of tea and drank it, as steady as a mountain. There seemed to be something strange. However, Xie Yang hated this type of testing the most.

Xie Yang also crossed his legs and retorted, “I am a healthy person. Why should I be jealous of a brain-dead person? Or do you want me to be jealous of Feng Qinglin?”

Qiu Xing put down his teacup and sneered. “How can that be?”

Xie Yang nodded, full of firepower. “In fact, it isn’t impossible to be jealous of Qinglin. If you are willing to divorce me and let me recognize you as my uncle then I will be willing to be jealous of Feng Qinglin for the sake of Rongding.”

Qiu Xing took a deep breath and put down his teacup. He couldn’t hold back and stood up while glaring at Xie Yang. “Stop thinking about it. Go take a bath and sleep!” Then he left. 

Xie Yang followed one step later.

Qiu Xing stepped on the landing of the second floor and Xie Yang habitually reached out to grab Qiu Xing and do his daily bedtime ability infusion. As a result, the moment he raised his hand, Qiu Xing abruptly stopped and turned around.

Qiu Xing stared at Xie Yang’s raised hand in a burning manner but pretended to be indifferent. “What are you doing?”

“……” 

Xie Yang shifted his hand to grab the railing of the stairs. "Auntie made the floor too slippery. I almost fell and wanted to grab the railing."

Qiu Xing's expression froze. "Don't wrong her "

"Then I can only blame you. You walked in front of me and blocked my sight. I couldn't see the way so it is easy to fall."