C38 Jealousy 2

By the time the afternoon class ended, it was already close to seven o'clock. The half past six that Zeng Yiwen had mentioned earlier was just the usual time for class to end.

Qiao Lin took out his phone and looked at it when he came out of the rehearsal room. Qin Lang did not send him any WeChat messages for the entire afternoon. If Qiao Lin were to go home with him at the right time, he would have probably left long ago since he ended his work early.

Actually, this was also a good thing as he did not want to be seen and gossiped about by others.

"Qiao Lin."

Just as Qiao Lin walked from the annex to the first floor of the main building of the company, he was stopped by someone.

This person was none other than Su Bing, who had just gotten off work and was about to go home.

After the meal, the two of them had become more familiar with each other. Su Bing no longer spoke to him politely with honorifics, nor did she call him Mr. Qiao. Instead, she addressed him by his name.

However, Qiao Lin was still as reserved as ever, "Isn't the office closed at six o'clock? Why are you still in the office at this time of the day?"

Su Bing had a helpless expression on her face, "There's nothing I can do about it. After all, I'm the front desk clerk. I have to arrive earlier than the others in the company in the morning and I have to leave last after work in the afternoon."

"Then you must have worked hard." Qiao Lin suddenly felt that he should not have been like this in the past. Girls these days were so hardworking in their work, yet the old him had rejected the opportunity and let it pass.

"It's not really hard work. I get to work at eight-thirty in the morning, and I have plenty of time to drive in at eight. I can go home from work in the afternoon and have a meal with my family." Su Bing seemed to like the current situation very much. "On the other hand, you trainees practice all day long. When they stay in the dormitory, they also go to the rehearsal room at night to rehearse on their own. In order to keep their figures in shape and not eat well, in order to rehearse and not rest well, they are tired. If you really become an artist in the future, you might not be able to sleep well for months when you are busy."

Qiao Lin knew that it was hard on the artist, but he did not know that the trainee would still go to the rehearsal room at night to rehearse. Would he be left behind even more if he did not have the opportunity to stay outside?

"Actually, it's not a big deal to work hard. The most important thing is to get results."

They chatted as they walked out of the building, and since they were on the same bus, they decided to go to the bus stop together and make an appointment to go home together after work.

Just as the two of them were about to walk towards the bus stop, a black car suddenly stopped by the roadside and deliberately honked to attract their attention.

How could Qiao Lin not recognize this car? It was the same car that had sent him to the hospital, picked up his luggage at the hotel and picked him up from the hospital.

Sure enough, when the window rolled down, Qin Lang's familiar face appeared in front of Qiao Lin.

Qin Lang glanced coldly at Qiao Lin and Su Bing, who was beside him. Their smiles froze the moment he appeared, and their smiles slowly disappeared.

Su Bing worked as a receptionist at the Golden Year. Whenever these artists returned to the company, she was almost the first one to see them, so she was not surprised to see Qin Lang. All the big and small artists she had seen in the past few years were gone.

"Get in the car," he said in a cold, commanding voice that was even more chilling than the coldness in his eyes.

However, Qiao Lin did not feel afraid at all. In his memory, Qin Lang's expression and voice were always like that. It was only during the few days he was hospitalized that his attitude became much better, probably because he was injured.

"I'm sorry, but I promised Su Bing that I would take the bus home with her, so you can go back first. We'll see each other later." Qiao Lin felt that although he had a place to live now thanks to Qin Lang, there should be a first-come, first-served basis for everything. He agreed to Su Bing's request to take the car home together.

Hearing this, Qin Lang rolled up the window. Just as Qiao Lin was waiting for him to drive away, the car door suddenly opened.

Qin Lang's tall figure got out of the car and grabbed Qiao Lin's arm, "But you promised to come home with me."

Qin Lang did not waste any more time arguing with Qiao Lin and pulled him into the car.

When people were in danger, they would always instinctively search for a life-saving straw that could help them.

It was the same for Qiao Lin now. Qin Lang was now a dangerous creature that was about to explode. Out of a sense of self-protection, he grabbed Su Bing's arm. Qin Lang, who was walking in front, had great strength and pulled Qiao Lin with all his might. Su Bing, who was suddenly grabbed by him, lost her balance and fell onto his body.

When Qin Lang turned around, he saw the two of them pressed together. The two of them were so close that Qiao Lin's other arm was about to sink between Su Bing's big breasts.

It would have been better if he did not look, but the moment he saw Qin Lang, he was on the verge of exploding, "What's wrong? It's only been a day, yet your relationship has already reached such a close level? Are you going to bring him home if I don't go home tonight?"

"Alright, I'll go back with you." Qiao Lin's mood immediately hit rock bottom. He could also feel the softness on his arm. He immediately let go of Su Bing and apologized, "I'm sorry, Su Bing. You can go back by yourself today. I still have something to do."

With Qin Lang's reputation, the three of them would only cause more trouble if they continued to fight on the street.

Qiao Lin shook off Qin Lang's hand and, without waiting for him to pull again, he opened the door of the back seat, squeezed his body in, and slammed the door shut.

Qin Lang glanced at Su Bing and got into the car as well.

After the car in front of her drove away, Su Bing, who was staying out of the way, was still at a loss.

He knew that Qin Lang was the one who introduced Qiao Lin to the company.

But what was the relationship between Qiao Lin and Qin Lang?

When he saw Qiao Lin with her just now, Qin Lang seemed to be very angry.

It seemed that Qin Lang and Qiao Lin were still living together?

What happened in such a short period of time seemed to contain too much information. Su Bing felt that her brain capacity was not enough and could not understand what was going on.

Suddenly, she felt a pat on her shoulder. When she turned around, she realized that the person who came was Zeng Yiwen.

Zeng Yiwen pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on his face and looked at Su Bing with a regretful expression, "Miss Su, I think you should consider looking for a new job when you get home tonight."

With that, Zeng Yiwen left, leaving Su Bing who was still at a loss. Zeng Yiwen's words were even more difficult for her to understand. She was doing well in the Golden Year, why did she have to change jobs?

And this Zeng Yiwen, other than giving lessons to the trainees, he rarely talked to anyone. Today, he actually took the initiative to talk to her and said such a strange thing.

Could it be that he was really going to be unlucky?

"Qin Lang, do you not want me to continue living in your house?" Qiao Lin asked when the car was about to arrive at Qin Lang's house.

"No." Qin Lang tried everything he could to keep this person by his side. Since he had temporarily kept this person by his side, why would he think of chasing him away?

"Then what did you mean by those words just now? I'm very grateful to you for taking me in. I won't casually bring someone home."

The word 'home' had softened Qin Lang's anger. Perhaps this was a slip of the tongue from Qiao Lin, but he really hoped that Qiao Lin would treat his home as his own.

Just like five years ago, he treated Qiao Lin's residence as his own.

"If I say that I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.

"Don't worry, I just want to be a good trainee in the Golden Year. If I have the chance to become an official artist, I just want to work hard. I'm not interested in women."

Qiao Lin was facing out of the car window and Qin Lang could not see his expression through the rearview mirror. However, at this moment, he felt despair, Qiao Lin's despair and his own despair.

The words' I like you 'were stuck in his heart, causing his heart to ache.