Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 16

Before leaving, Qiao Lihua looked at Lin Wanqing, seeming to have something to say but hesitating.

Lin Wanqing: ?

Qiao Lihua’s lips moved, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Yan Qiu’s wheelchair approaching and immediately stopped.

Yu Fei opened the car door, let her boss get in first, and then folded the wheelchair and put it into the trunk.

Yan Qiu: “The old man called and asked us to go back to the old residence to see him in two days.”

Lin Wanqing looked nervous: “I’ll clear my schedule for two days from now.”

Yan Qiu comforted her, “The old man won’t make things difficult for you. After my parents died, I relied entirely on the old man’s care to smoothly take over the group.”

Her gaze shifted outside the car, “What did my nominal mother-in-law just say to you?”

Lin Wanqing: “Nothing.”

Yan Qiu said nothing more. Her fingers slowly slid up from Lin Wanqing’s wrist to her forearm, then to her joint, and finally rested on Lin Wanqing’s shoulder. The atmosphere in the back seat instantly became intimate.

Every word she spoke, every breath, sprayed onto Lin Wanqing’s earlobe, making that pair of ears excessively red.

Lin Wanqing’s breathing quickened, her eyes glistening with moisture, wanting to lean toward the car door, but there was no escaping.

“Sister Qiuqiu?”

Yan Qiu pinched the back of her neck, “The old man doesn’t know that we have a contractual marriage. You have an obligation to pretend to be loving and intimate with me.”

Lin Wanqing trembled from Yan Qiu’s touch, “I understand.”

Yan Qiu: “You shouldn’t be afraid of me; you should show enjoyment from my caresses. You should narrow your eyes, hoping I’ll stroke your neck more.”

Yan Qiu’s hand traced over her throat, and the girl’s chin was forced up, an extremely uncomfortable posture.

Offering her neck for slaughter.

Yan Qiu’s soft lips touched Lin Wanqing’s vulnerable neck, “If you’re this scared in front of the old man, he won’t acknowledge you as my wife, and he might even think I’m a liar. You don’t want me to encounter unnecessary obstacles at work, right?”

Yu Fei wished she were deaf.

Her boss was talking nonsense. The old man had long stopped managing the company’s operations and only wanted to find a caring person to look after her boss.

Helpless tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and the scent of bitter orange blossom permeated the cramped car.

Lin Wanqing hoarsely said: “I understand. I will get used to Sister Qiuqiu’s embraces.”

Yan Qiu’s soft lips touched the corner of Lin Wanqing’s mouth, “More than just embraces.”

Lin Wanqing closed her eyes with difficulty: “And kisses.”

Yan Qiu was satisfied: “You are a good girl indeed.”

To be called a child at the age of twenty-something, Lin Wanqing could hardly ignore the strange feeling of shame and awkwardness in her heart.

Lin Wanqing was flushed pink all over with shame, hot tears dripping onto the genuine leather seat. Her neck was touched casually, leaving her with no dignity.

Yan Qiu: “What if the old man asks if we get along well?”

Lin Wanqing: “What kind of getting along?”

Yan Qiu gently said: “In bed.”

“?!” Lin Wanqing was speechless, “…Ah, it should be harmonious.”

Is Grandpa Yan a pervert? Asking even about this—

They were in a contractual marriage; how could they have a life in bed?

Yan Qiu gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye, “Good girl, we will be harmonious.”

…

Lin Wanqing returned to school and went to class with Lan Xiaoxiao.

Lan Xiaoxiao complained softly: “What have you been busy with lately? I hardly see you.”

Lin Wanqing: “…Some major life events.”

Lan Xiaoxiao was shocked: “Are you starting to prepare for the graduate entrance exam already?!”

Lin Wanqing: “.”

That is indeed a major life event.

The gloves they made in the last class were handed in, and the average score wasn’t low—to be precise, Lin Wanqing’s score wasn’t low.

In this class, the teacher demonstrated how to make a hat.

Lan Xiaoxiao sat in the back row, whispering mournfully, “It’s too difficult. I might as well fail the course QAQ”

Lin Wanqing skillfully manipulated the velvet and felt in her hands, unable to understand the world of a struggling student.

In Lin Wanqing’s view, hats possessed a certain damned gentleness. Wearing the right hat could make a woman look sophisticated, charming, and captivating.

She recalled once seeing Yan Qiu in a black silk satin gown, topped with a small, delicate bonnet adorned with a tiny silk flower.

She looked even more like a medieval doll.

Lan Xiaoxiao felt a shiver run down her spine as she watched the perpetual, mysterious smile on her roommate’s face.

After one class, Lin Wanqing used high-quality felt to make a small black hat.

Unlike large hats with clumsy brims, this small hat gave a sense of noble, luxurious laziness when worn.

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Can I borrow the hat to look at? I’ll return it tomorrow.”

Lin Wanqing: “No.”

Lan Xiaoxiao looked shocked: “Do you have another dog out there?!” (Slang for a crush/boyfriend/girlfriend)

Lin Wanqing: “No, I’m giving it to someone.”

Lan Xiaoxiao was heartbroken: “My little cabbage is being eaten by a wild pig.”

Lin Wanqing refused to talk to this fool.

Exiting the teaching building, Lin Wanqing specifically found a new paper bag and put the soft little hat inside.

Throughout the class, her phone had been constantly vibrating.

Mother: I heard that if you speak highly of us to Grandpa Yan, the online reputation of our factory’s products has been very bad lately, and some big brands are refusing to cooperate.

Mother: It’s all those shameless competitors framing our factory. How could an old factory that’s been operating for decades have poor quality?

Mother: Don’t think you can rest easy just because Yan Qiu likes you. The Lin family is your true support.

Seeing that Lin Wanqing hadn’t replied, her mother sent several missed calls.

Mother: Do you think marrying Yan Qiu clears your debt to the Lin family? Everything you’ve eaten and used since birth was provided by the Lin family. The tuition fees for elementary, middle, and high school alone amount to over three million, not including when you had an eye injury as a child and probably received the best medication!

Lin Wanqing read the text messages sent by her mother one after another with an expressionless face. She didn’t reply.

No matter how good Yan Qiu was to her, it was just a show for others. How could she take herself seriously?

Lin Wanqing set her phone to silent and walked out of the teaching building.

She thought that giving the Lin family such a large investment, as generous as Yan Qiu was, was indeed not a good thing. Now, a quick search online revealed accusations against the Lin family for using shoddy materials, making clothes from fabric chewed by rats and cockroaches, and boldly selling them in expensive malls. They were currently facing demands for consumer rights protection.

Lin Wanqing stood on the steps and immediately saw Yan Qiu’s black Bentley Mulsanne parked by the fountain pond.

Lan Xiaoxiao peeked out from behind, “I’ve heard this luxury car often comes to our school lately. Could it be that a professor next door has been exploiting graduate students and struck it rich?”

Lin Wanqing thought, you must be truly criminal-minded. “By the way, the book you couldn’t borrow at the library last time is available now.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Really?! I’ll go borrow it right away!”

Seeing her roommate leave, Lin Wanqing quickly slipped into the car.

She felt the joy of a primary school student being picked up by a parent after school.

Yan Qiu glanced at the paper bag in her hand, “The packaging is beautiful. Is it a gift for a classmate?”

Lin Wanqing shyly took out the hat and placed it on Yan Qiu’s head, “It’s for you, Sister. I’m not skilled, please don’t mind.”

She was afraid Yan Qiu wouldn’t like it; she was just a third-year university student who hadn’t graduated yet, incomparable to the artisans of century-old luxury brands.

Yu Fei was excited: “Ah, it’s a token of love!”

For the first time, Yan Qiu agreed with her secretary: “Is it a token of love?”

Lin Wanqing weakly said: “It’s homework.”

Yu Fei: “It’s definitely a token of love!”