After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 39.2

She forced composure, whispering to Qiu Shuang while sneakily glancing around, as if their conversation was something scandalous.

Qiu Shuang rolled her eyes. “You’re a lost cause, you know that?”

Chu Ling couldn’t stand hearing “lost cause.” She straightened up defensively. “Don’t exaggerate! I’m just appreciating something beautiful like any normal person would. Can you honestly say Song Qingyi isn’t captivating right now?”

Qiu Shuang glanced over, scrutinizing for a moment before inhaling sharply and conceding, “Okay, yeah, she is captivating. What a terrifying woman.”

Chu Ling looked serene. “Right? It’s really captivating. So handsome. If Song Qingyi could make a video like this, the comment section would probably go crazy.”

Upon hearing this, Qiu Shuang whispered in her ear, “You’re still keeping up with the videos she posts?”

Chu Ling nodded. “What’s wrong with that? I’m just appreciating them. But… I don’t leave comments anymore. Cough I don’t want to get caught. That’d be so awkward.”

Qiu Shuang sighed in frustration. “She’s right beside you, and you’re still watching her videos! Aren’t you just being a coward? If it were me, I’d go for it directly.”

Chu Ling looked horrified. “Don’t even joke about that!”

Her expression was so genuine, it didn’t seem like she was kidding.

Qiu Shuang was a bit puzzled. After a moment of thought, she said, “I noticed before you seem afraid of something happening between you and Song Qingyi? Why is that?”

Chu Ling froze, falling into silence.

Qiu Shuang waited but got no answer. Confused, she looked up, about to ask why she wasn’t responding.

Just then, Fang Manwen suddenly called out, interrupting her thoughts.

“Shuangshuang, come here for a sec.”

Qiu Shuang turned and saw Fang Manwen stiffly gripping the reins, completely at a loss.

Among those learning to ride horses, she was the slowest, still stuck at the starting point.

“Haha! Fang Manwen, you’re so bad at this! Wait, big sis is coming to save you!”

With a stylish flip, Qiu Shuang mounted her horse and trotted away.

Chu Ling fell silent again.

Was it really that obvious?

If Qiu Shuang had noticed something was off, what about others? Could they have figured it out too?

Probably not. Qiu Shuang only knew because she was aware of her relationship with Song Qingyi. Others wouldn’t have a clue… right?

Her grip on the camera tightened slightly, her mind in turmoil. Chu Ling couldn’t even explain her own thoughts clearly.

But whatever she was thinking, Qiu Shuang’s question wasn’t something she could easily answer. Luckily, Fang Manwen had called her away.

A strong gust of wind suddenly swept past her.

Chu Ling looked up to see Song Qingyi stopping right in front of her. Their eyes met through the visor of Song Qingyi’s helmet.

Chu Ling was momentarily stunned into silence.

Song Qingyi seemed to frown slightly before removing her helmet and shaking her head lightly.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, messy yet beautiful. She casually smoothed it down.

“What’s wrong? Tired from practicing?”

A simple question of concern, spoken so unexpectedly.

For some reason, Chu Ling felt her heart skip a beat uncontrollably.

Her fingers curled slightly before relaxing again.

Chu Ling shook her head blankly. “No, I was just thinking about something.”

Then, regaining her composure, she looked at Song Qingyi with shining eyes. “Turns out your idea of ‘average’ is totally different from mine. You’re amazing, Song Qingyi!”

She genuinely admired Song Qingyi. This woman seemed to shine in every field she touched.

Logically, someone with Song Qingyi’s background didn’t need to make short videos, yet she excelled at it, constantly gaining fans.

Success online was one thing, but in reality, she also managed a massive company, effortlessly juggling all kinds of responsibilities.

Truly, talented people shine no matter where they are.

And Song Qingyi was undoubtedly one of the best among them.

Thinking about it this way…

She and Song Qingyi really were from two different worlds.

Chu Ling didn’t notice the faint bitterness in her own smile.

But Song Qingyi did. Her intuition told her that the other girl was definitely thinking about something messy, and her heart tightened involuntarily.

Without realizing it, Song Qingyi called out to her.

Chu Ling looked up, bewildered. “Huh? What is it?”

Song Qingyi hesitated, unsure how to broach the subject.

They weren’t yet at the stage where they could talk about anything and everything. For her to ask outright might be inappropriate.

Lowering her lashes, Song Qingyi shook her head. “It’s nothing. Want to give it a try?”

Chu Ling blinked in confusion. “Huh? Try what?”

A smile played at the corners of Song Qingyi’s lips. “Hop on. I’ll take you. Don’t worry, my skills are more than enough to keep you from falling.”

Chu Ling was still dazed, not expecting things to suddenly take this turn.

But Song Qingyi’s suggestion… she truly couldn’t refuse it!

Mourning her already precarious self-control for a brief second, Chu Ling readily agreed.

It wasn’t until she was sharing a horse with Song Qingyi that Chu Ling suddenly realized.

Things weren’t as simple as she had imagined.

Horseback riding inevitably involved jostling; when the horse ran, the rider would bounce along with it.

This was common sense, and Chu Ling knew it. But!

She had never imagined that riding together on the same horse could be so… intimate!

In her mind, she had assumed she would sit behind Song Qingyi after all, she didn’t know how to ride. What if sitting in front distracted Song Qingyi?

But when she moved to mount the horse, Song Qingyi had already dismounted first. By the time Chu Ling clambered up in confusion and settled in, Song Qingyi stepped onto the stirrup and swung up behind her in one fluid motion.

Only then did it dawn on Chu Ling, their positions had reversed, with her in front and Song Qingyi behind.

And because Song Qingyi needed to hold the reins, her body would inevitably press close against Chu Ling’s back.

Chu Ling stiffened for a moment, suddenly unsure where to put her hands and feet.

But before she could dwell on it, Song Qingyi gave the reins a light tug, and the horse immediately broke into a run, picking up speed. Chu Ling’s mind went blank, all other thoughts vanishing.

All that remained was the thrill and exhilaration of galloping freely.

The wind whipped against her face, strong and relentless, but Chu Ling loved it, her eyes widening with excitement.

Song Qingyi kept the pace perfectly fast, but not excessively so. Compared to when she had ridden alone earlier, she had slowed down considerably.

But for a beginner like Chu Ling, this was already an exhilarating speed.

The wind roaring past her ears seemed to sweep away all her worries.

For once, her mind was unusually quiet, filled only with the sound of the wind and the sight of the vast blue sky.

Song Qingyi carried her across the grasslands in unrestrained freedom, and even when they finally came to a stop, Chu Ling still felt a pang of reluctance.

“That was amazing, Song Qingyi!”

Song Qingyi’s voice seemed to carry a hint of laughter. “Did you like it?”

Chu Ling nodded vigorously. “Mhm! Loved it!”

The feeling had been incredible, leaving her longing for more.

If only time could freeze in this moment.

She couldn’t help but think that way.

But time doesn’t stop it moves forward relentlessly, following its own immutable rules.

Perhaps that’s precisely why memories take on a special hue.

Even if the details fade with time, the emotions of that moment never lose their color.

Chu Ling felt certain, she would remember this moment forever.

No matter what the outcome between her and Song Qingyi would be in the future, at least in this moment, Song Qingyi had brought her joy.

The two of them had ridden quite a distance, but Song Qingyi wasn’t in a hurry to return. So, she let the horse amble leisurely forward, grazing as it slowly made its way back.

It was yet another unique experience.

Thanks to nature, thanks to the grasslands, it felt as if her soul had been cleansed.

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