After Encountering My Deceased Wife, I Became the Male Lead's Love Rival - Chapter 24
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Chapter 24: Fine
With Ling Qiu’s comfort, Fang Ziyue finally settled her mind to treat the wound.
However, looking at the bloody gash on Ling Qiu’s leg, Fang Ziyue’s hands began to tremble with heartache nonetheless. Back in the real world, under her care, her wife had never suffered such a serious injury. Back then, if Ling Qiu even had a minor bump or bruise, she would feel distressed for a long time.
Actually, as for the leg injury, Ling Qiu herself felt it was quite alright; she wasn’t that fragile. Yet, it was undeniable that she found Fang Ziyue’s nervousness and caution very endearing.
Ever since she had accepted this person in her heart, their interactions felt more natural, like water flowing into a channel. Although she hadn’t officially responded to Fang Ziyue’s confession yet, she had tacitly allowed her closeness and her crossing of boundaries. Just as Fang Ziyue worried and felt tense for her, she was equally willing to soothe the other party.
“I’m fine, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” Ling Qiu reached out and grabbed the corner of Fang Ziyue’s shirt, tilting her head to look into her eyes, soothing her softly: “Don’t be nervous.”
“I’m not nervous.” Fang Ziyue maintained a stone face, skillfully treating Ling Qiu’s wound while flatly denying her tension.
Hearing her say that, Ling Qiu burst out laughing. She propped herself up and reached out to poke Fang Ziyue’s cheek, where a dimple was hidden; Fang Ziyue always looked very sweet and cute whenever she smiled. But when she kept a stiff face, she looked cool, like a… well, overbearing CEO?
Ling Qiu was amused by her own mental imagery. Poking Fang Ziyue, she said with a smile: “Then show me a smile?”
That tone was as soft as freshly made marshmallow—fluffy and silky; one bite would be soft and sweet.
Fang Ziyue couldn’t hold out any longer. She raised her hand, caught the finger Ling Qiu was using to poke her, and gave it a light, playful bite. Look at how bold her wife is; can a tiger’s cheek be poked so casually? How dare she poke her face; she’ll bite, you know.
Watching Ling Qiu turn beet-red, even down to her neck, Fang Ziyue smiled and licked her lips. Next time, it won’t be such a light bite.
Ling Qiu, already blushing furiously, caught Fang Ziyue’s lip-licking motion out of the corner of her eye and immediately lay face down to hide her face, which felt like it was about to emit smoke. This move was too sudden! And that look in Fang Ziyue’s eyes when she bit her finger—saccharine, and laced with temptation…
“Hey, does anyone still care about my existence?” Chen Ermao, stuffed with “dog food,” felt like her eyes were about to be blinded. “In broad daylight, could you please exercise some restraint?!”
It would have been fine if she hadn’t spoken, but once she opened her mouth and ruined the atmosphere, Fang Ziyue couldn’t help but want to hit her. Looking around and finding nothing suitable at hand, Fang Ziyue ground her teeth fiercely: “Chen Ermao, your year-end bonuses for this year, next year, the year after, and the next ten years are all gone.”
Hearing this, Chen Yueyu shuddered, dropping the box in her hand in agitation. She protested indignantly: “On what grounds?! You tyrant!”
Fang Ziyue supported Ling Qiu as she turned, helping her sit up while avoiding her injured leg, and then let out a cold snort. The annual salary she paid Chen Ermao was more than enough to buy ten houses, yet this “iron rooster” (stingy person) couldn’t even bear to buy a dedicated cabinet for her gifts!
Four years had passed, and the gift boxes Zhao Mumu sent her were piled all over the floor, yet she still had no intention of buying one. If there had been a cabinet, would the two of them have tripped and ended up in this state?
“Cough, don’t I have to support a family…” Chen Yueyu knew she was in the wrong. She scurried over, holding another medical kit, and handed it to Fang Ziyue.
Come, Boss, please~
Hurry up and treat your own injury, and then, as long as there’s nothing majorly wrong with your head, I beg the two of you to quickly scurry off and be all lovey-dovey somewhere else. Stop causing me trouble!