The Doctor Said I Should Sleep on Eight-Pack Abs at Night

He Qing stood up, gathered the wig on Xu Yanche's head behind him, and tied it with a hair tie.

"Do you want milk tea? I'll go buy you some."

Having just received the money, Xu Yanche was very obedient. He shook his head sweetly. "No need. Qingqing Darling, sit down, sit down. Eat."

Bitterness filled He Qing's heart.

His little wife liked him a little too, but he liked his money even more.

Maybe he had grown used to being poor. Even after becoming wealthy, he never spent extravagantly. He saved it all and collected interest from the bank.

Every night, he took out his phone and checked his online banking to see whether the money in his card had suddenly disappeared.

He Qing thought, It's fine if he likes money. At least his little wife belongs to him now.

Xu Yanche moved his stool closer to He Qing.

He picked up his chopsticks, took some food, and fed it to He Qing. "Qingqing Darling, eat."

He Qing obediently opened his mouth.

At that time, the other crew members were also returning in twos and threes after handing out announcements.

Watching He Qing and Xu Yanche interact, their faces were full of delight.

They all thought the two were truly in love.

While they were eating, Xu Yanche received a call on his phone.

He glanced at it. He didn't recognize the number.

He immediately declined it.

Then several more calls came one after another.

Xu Yanche was a little confused.

"What kind of day is today? Why are so many people calling me? Don't tell me they're trying to borrow money."

Xu Yanche answered the call.

"Who is this?"

A weak, exhausted female voice came from the other end. "Yanyan, it's Mom."

Xu Yanche's mouth moved faster than his brain. "Bullshit. How could I not know who my mom is? No loans, no insurance, no houses, no cars, no organ donations. Get lost."

He reached out and hung up right away.

Hearing the conversation, He Qing could roughly guess why she had called.

Over the past half month, the He Household had deliberately and inadvertently let slip news that they were suppressing the Xu Household.

The Xu Household had been forced to return the hundred million yuan betrothal gift from the He Household. Their company could have continued operating, barely clinging to life.

But because of the news released by the He Household, various families had begun suppressing the Xu Household over the past half month.

The Xu Household had gone bankrupt three days ago.

Xu Ziyuan, the fake young master they had always doted on, had immediately left with Lin Shen of the Lin Household.

He had not cared about the bankrupt Xu family at all.

He Qing was certain that the caller had been Li Xingruo.

She wanted his little wife to help them.

He Qing sneered. Dream on.

He took out his phone and gave his secretary some instructions.

Then he patted Xu Yanche's head. "Yanyan has strong instincts for self-protection."

Xu Yanche said proudly, "Of course. I'm worth several hundred million now. I can't let anyone trick me out of my money."

He Qing leaned close to Xu Yanche's ear and whispered, "Yanyan, then you need to keep a close eye on me too. Don't let anyone steal me away."

Xu Yanche turned to look at He Qing.

His lips brushed He Qing's cheek.

Leaving behind a streak of grease.

He immediately pulled out a tissue and wiped He Qing's face.

Then his expression became unusually serious.

"Really?"

He Qing's heart started pounding uncontrollably. "Mm."

He Qing thought, So his little wife had finally caught on?

But after hearing what his little wife said next, he knew he had been overthinking it.

His little wife only had his eyes on his looks.

Xu Yanche looked at He Qing. "I haven't been sleeping very well lately. I consulted a doctor online, and the doctor said I should sleep on eight-pack abs at night. That way, I'll sleep better."

[Hahaha, hurry up and agree. Then I can keep taking advantage of him tonight.]

He Qing fell silent. Just as Xu Yanche thought He Qing would refuse, He Qing unexpectedly agreed.

He Qing reached out and pinched Xu Yanche's neck, amusement in his voice. "Sure. Tonight, strip naked and let you sleep with me. I asked around—your scenes aren't until tomorrow afternoon."

Xu Yanche: "???"

[He agreed just like that? For the past half month, whenever I tried to take even a little advantage, he acted like some chaste martyr. I kept wondering—we've already slept together, so why was he still like this? Turns out he was waiting for me here.]

Xu Yanche tried to negotiate. "How about I take the initiative this time? You lie down."

[I'm going to turn the tables.]

Hearing Xu Yanche's thoughts, He Qing did not argue and agreed.

Tonight, he would make his little wife cry and take the initiative himself.

"Okay."

Xu Yanche visibly perked up.

Even the gloom he felt about working had vanished.

That afternoon, Qi Ya was somewhat surprised to see how happy Xu Yanche looked while filming.

"Didn't you say filming was like going to work, sucking all the life out of people? Why are you suddenly so happy now?"

Xu Yanche sprawled in a lounge chair, happily sipping milk tea, his tone unfathomable. "Going to work is a happy thing, because someone else's boyfriend keeps me company all day while I'm working."

Qi Ya nodded thoughtfully. "That actually makes a lot of sense."

Xu Yanche patted Qi Ya on the shoulder. "Young people need to be more open-minded. That's how you can be happy every day."

When he saw the director calling for him,

he placed the milk tea in his hand into He Qing's. "Qingqing Darling, drink this. I can't finish it. It'd be a pity to throw it away. Come on, let me give you a kiss."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and swiftly kissed He Qing on the lips.

Then he sprang away like a coiled spring.

Qi Ya looked at He Qing, then at Xu Yanche's retreating figure.

She could not understand at all how two people with such drastically different personalities had ended up together.

Then she saw He Qing actually finish the half-drunk milk tea Xu Yanche had left behind, drinking through the same straw.

Qi Ya: "!" Wasn't this member of the He Household supposed to be a germaphobe? Damn, that rumor was wrong.

Director Chai shouted through his megaphone, "Come on, come on! Let's try to get it in one take so we can go back and sleep early."

Xu Yanche's eyes lit up at Director Chai's words, and he became extremely excited.

[Hahaha, hurry, hurry, hurry! Let's get it in one take, then I can go back and sleep with my Qingqing Darling. Hehehehehe, tonight I want to see the domineering CEO crying beneath me. Hahaha.]

Listening to Xu Yanche's thoughts, He Qing calculated whether to use two boxes or three that night.

He had just learned some new things online a few days ago. It was the perfect chance to put them into practice.

This scene was a fight scene.

It happened to be Xu Yanche's scene with Lu Xing.

Because Lu Xing had no martial arts foundation and was not very good at balancing while suspended on wires, they had NG'd several times.

It was not until the tenth take that Director Chai was satisfied.

Just after Director Chai called it good,

Xu Yanche charged out like an unbridled wild horse.

When he reached He Qing, he remembered that he had not changed out of his costume yet.

He patted He Qing's head, telling him to go back to the hotel, wash up, and wait for him first.

Then he rushed off to remove his makeup.