Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 34.1

Yan Qiu whispered, “I had my secretary steal the previous works. I explained to you that I wanted everything you have.”

Peeling back her gentle facade, Yan Qiu revealed an undisguised, obsessive side.

Yan Qiu pulled her into an empty conference room. There were still unorganized documents on the table, chairs were scattered, and the computer screen was left on.

Lin Wanqing was pressed against the table, unable to retreat, and too afraid to look at Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu caressed the back of Lin Wanqing’s hand, like a venomous snake coiling upwards, making Lin Wanqing’s eyes redden with fear.

She was most afraid of Yan Qiu like this.

Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, Yan Qiu’s eyes gazed at her obsessively, like a hunter spotting prey, like a high-soaring eagle fixated on a small rabbit in the grass.

Lin Wanqing: “Sister Qiuqiu…”

She was so scared she wanted to pull her hand back, but Yan Qiu held her wrist tightly.

Yan Qiu: “I told you I want to collect everything related to you.”

Lin Wanqing shivered, tears welling up.

Yan Qiu: “Is that not allowed? You are my wife, after all.”

Lin Wanqing, scared: “Let go of me…”

Not only did Yan Qiu not let go, she stood up from her wheelchair, took a step forward, and pressed Lin Wanqing onto the table.

The room had just finished a meeting, the table had just been used, and people were constantly passing by the conference room door.

Everything indicated the impropriety of such intimacy here.

“Is anyone in the conference room? I’ll go in and tidy up.”

“Doesn’t seem like it, but I hear sounds inside?”

“It sounds like President Yan is in there. You can go later.”

The doorknob of the conference room was pressed, the latch disengaged from the strike plate, and then it was locked again.

Lin Wanqing’s heart was pounding out of her chest.

Her head rested on the cold table, tears flowing uncontrollably, splattering onto the surface.

Yan Qiu licked away Lin Wanqing’s tears, her gentle lips sweeping across her lower eyelids.

“Don’t cry. It breaks my heart.”

Lin Wanqing cried even harder.

Yan Qiu smiled faintly: “Just a few assignments. They’d just gather dust in a warehouse. Might as well give them to me.”

Lin Wanqing vaguely realized why the handkerchief had become so tattered, but that kind of behavior entered her blind spot of knowledge, and she didn’t dare to delve deeper.

Lin Wanqing wanted to push her away, but her strength was as good as unsaid words.

Miss Rabbit had no right to refuse.

Lin Wanqing knew the disparity in status and power between them, and obediently suppressed her crying, a constant choking sob in her throat.

Lin Wanqing bit her lip: “I’m sorry…”

Yan Qiu thoughtfully wiped away her last tear. “Why apologize?”

Lin Wanqing stood obediently by her side, worried about Yan Qiu’s legs not being suitable for long periods of standing. Even though she had been bullied badly, she still maintained a gentle and considerate demeanor.

Trying hard to be an obedient, good wife.

Lin Wanqing shook her head. When she was scared, she would keep saying sorry, not knowing who she was saying it to.

It was all her fault for bringing up the assignments; her body shrank even further.

She placed the evening gown on the table. “There’s no one here, Sister Qiuqiu. Try it on first, and I’ll go back and adjust the exact measurements.”

Yan Qiu had long since turned off the backstage surveillance. She spread her arms, sat gracefully in her wheelchair, her smile growing more delightful.

Yan Qiu: “You tailors should offer a service to help customers undress for fittings, shouldn’t you?”

Lin Wanqing’s entire face turned red, her fingers trembling and shaking.

Yan Qiu: “Hmm? Is it very difficult?”

Lin Wanqing trembled even more, her fingers hesitantly unbuttoning Yan Qiu’s shirt.

She softly whispered, “It’s not difficult. It’s what I should do.”

Miss Rabbit was so adorable, even when she was being bullied.

Lin Wanqing had no idea that her demeanor would make people want to bully her even more.

…

Lin Wanqing received Yan Qiu’s detailed body measurements and alteration suggestions. She borrowed a studio at the company headquarters.

All the equipment here was fully prepared, and not only that, there were also apparatus for blending perfumes.

It was even more sophisticated than the school laboratory.

Lin Wanqing spread the dress on the workbench, meticulously measuring the cut.

“Is that Miss Lin? I’ve heard so much about you.” A woman in a leather jacket entered from the doorway. “So beautiful. No wonder Yan Qiu likes you.”

Lin Wanqing put down her scissors. “May I ask who you are?”

Tang Zi came to Yan Qiu’s company for a meeting. They used to be classmates, their parents knew each other, and after returning to China to develop, they supported each other and had a good relationship.

More precisely, Yan Qiu was supporting her.

Lin Wanqing nodded blankly, her attention returning to the gown.

Tang Zi’s gaze was ambiguous: “Miss Lin seems to be in a bad mood, her eyes are all red from crying.”

According to their relationship, Tang Zi should call her sister-in-law.

Lin Wanqing instinctively felt uncomfortable, “It’s nothing.”

Except for Yan Qiu, Lin Wanqing was aloof to everyone, just not fond of talking to people.

Tang Zi’s wavy long hair, paired with a leather jacket, made her look less like she was there for work and more suited to riding a motorcycle, speeding down the highway, wild and unrestrained, exuding a playful aura.

Her bright red lips were particularly striking in the minimalist studio.

Tang Zi raised an eyebrow casually. Everyone in the circle knew about the Lin family’s troubles. If Yan Qiu hadn’t protected you, Lin Wanqing, your identity would have long been devoured by wolves and tigers.

No need to think, Lin Wanqing must have used some despicable means to keep Yan Qiu by her side. Otherwise, how could Yan Qiu have fallen for her?

The little beauty truly had good looks, standing there cool and aloof like willow catkins soaring ninety thousand miles high.

Tang Zi approached Lin Wanqing and whispered, “I heard you’re tailoring clothes for Yan Qiu. You’re so skillful! I just happen to need a brooch. Could you make one for me?”

Lin Wanqing immediately dodged. “Sorry, I don’t have time.”

Tang Zi’s smile became even more uninhibited, “I can give you a lot of money, more than what famous designers charge.”

Lin Wanqing: “I don’t have time. Please find someone else.”

Lin Wanqing looked at her coldly, the redness and swelling around her eyes adding a touch of alluring charm.

Even with her cold words, she was still captivating.

Tang Zi tsked, “Yan Qiu’s legs aren’t good. She sits in a wheelchair all day. Can she really satisfy you?”

Lin Wanqing’s face grew even paler. She and Yan Qiu were married by agreement, and neither of them had suggested doing ‘that’ sort of thing.

Lin Wanqing: “Please respect yourself.”

Tang Zi frowned slightly. “Forget it, I won’t force you. However, I still need a brooch. If Miss Lin is interested, you can contact me anytime to discuss your needs.”

Though she spoke of a brooch, her eyes were fixed on Lin Wanqing’s slender body and waist, almost explicitly expressing her desire.

Compared to Yan Qiu’s warmth and restraint, Tang Zi was more in line with the style of most people in this circle.

Overbearing and unreasonable, thinking money could solve everything, not even treating people as people.

She was simply like an undisciplined child who hadn’t grown up yet.

Yu Fei knocked and entered, “President Yan wants to see you.”

Tang Zi put away her previous desires, becoming gentle and reasonable: “Miss Lin, then I’ll take my leave now. This is my business card. You can contact me anytime.”

Lin Wanqing looked at the business card, immediately tore it up, and threw it in the trash.

After the person left, Lin Wanqing had no mood to continue working on the dress. She put the gown back in its bag and went downstairs, returning to school.

The patch of skin Tang Zi had just touched seemed to itch.

Even though Yan Qiu also loved to touch her, it had never made her so resistant.

…

It was almost time for winter break when she returned to school.

Lan Xiaoxiao and Lin Wanqing were looking for information in the library. “I wish a rich woman would adopt me. I don’t want to work hard anymore.”

Lin Wanqing shivered. “Rich women have many tricks. Your small frame can’t handle it.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “I can.”

Lin Wanqing inexplicably thought of Tang Zi, who was in the same circle as Yan Qiu. “Are you sure you can?”

Lan Xiaoxiao scratched her head: “Just give me money and academic credits.”

Lin Wanqing thought to herself, You’re something else.

She flipped through the information her secretary had given her earlier, which was about Yan Qiu’s past medical records.

Qiao Lihua had shown her once before, and now that she and Lin Hui were in prison, their only child was living with distant relatives.

Forget pocket money; even tuition fees were stingily given. Lin Wanqing vaguely heard that her younger sister had threatened to run away from home to find Yan Qiu, but was blocked by security and made a public scene.

When Lin Wanqing first saw that medical record, she only thought that Yan Qiu’s leg disability must have made her personality obsessive and crazy. Now, looking at it again…

Three years ago, Yan Qiu’s parents were alive, their family loving and warm. Then a car accident took everything away.

Her parents died in front of her, the entire company was surrounded by wolves, and Yan Qiu’s legs could no longer stand. Even so, she had to support the family business with her slender shoulders.

Lin Wanqing trembled as she scrolled through each medical record, her finger on the mouse shaking.

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Qingqing, why are you crying?”

Her roommate quickly handed her a tissue.

Lin Wanqing wiped her tears. The medical record was very detailed, even listing the medications and instruments used for each surgery, as well as surveillance videos…

Hammers, saws, blood and gore…

And the repeated rehabilitation training after surgery, walking two steps powerlessly, falling clumsily to the ground.

It was too painful.

Lan Xiaoxiao saw Lin Wanqing crying so sadly, and everyone in the library seemed to be subtly looking at them. She leaned over, wanting to see what was on the computer screen.

Lin Wanqing immediately closed her laptop.

Lan Xiaoxiao: “?”

Lin Wanqing wiped her nose. “It’s nothing.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Are you… watching a movie in the library?”

Lin Wanqing stiffened for two seconds, then blushed: “How could that be? Are you crazy!”

Lan Xiaoxiao thought to herself, That’s true: “Oh, right. Most people don’t cry when they watch movies… they only want to see others cry.”

Lin Wanqing felt her roommate was beyond redemption.

Speaking of crying… Lin Wanqing looked at Yan Qiu during rehabilitation, even when the pain caused her muscles to twitch and blood stained her pants, she wouldn’t shed a single tear.

It made her heart ache.

…

Yu Fei: “Boss, Tang Zi is waiting for you at the door.”

Yan Qiu was about to leave work. “Don’t see her.”

Yan Qiu’s wheelchair had just reached the elevator when Tang Zi suddenly appeared from nowhere, anxiously holding a document. “We’ve known each other for so long. Could you lower the service fee by two points?”

Yan Qiu said plainly, “Business is business.”

Yan Qiu looked at her indifferently. Although their parents’ families had a good relationship, Yan Qiu had always disliked her character, constantly having casual partners during her study abroad period.