Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 35.2

The artisan saw the veins bulging on the back of her hand. “Would you like to sit and rest for a moment?”

Yan Qiu declined the artisan’s kind offer. Every step felt like walking on a knife’s edge.

The design had been stored with Yan Qiu for many years, and she finally found the opportunity to have it made.

The yellowed design sketch was folded up and tucked into Yan Qiu’s pocket. Years of emotion had now taken on a physical form.

Yu Fei was waiting at the door. “Miss Lin will be finishing class soon.”

Yan Qiu, holding the diamond rings, walked faster. Her legs couldn’t sustain walking. The moment she got into the car, the pain turned her face pale, and cold sweat soaked her back.

She didn’t want to be in a wheelchair when she presented the diamond rings.

Sweat wet her long eyelashes. Her legs felt as if they were being pierced by countless needles.

Yu Fei worriedly said: “I’ll call the private doctor.”

Yan Qiu clenched the rings. “It’s fine.”

Yu Fei drove the boss to the entrance of the Y University teaching building. “Miss Lin really is something. How could she abruptly kiss you this morning? Such impulsiveness took away your purity. It’s truly outrageous~”

Yan Qiu: “…”

Yu Fei wiggled a finger. “We must make Miss Lin take responsibility~ The boss isn’t someone you can just kiss whenever you feel like it~”

Yan Qiu: “If you can’t talk properly, then shut up.”

At the teaching building entrance, Yan Qiu checked Lin Wanqing’s class schedule and noticed that a “Love and Relationships Class” had been added.

Yu Fei pulled the wheelchair out of the trunk. “It’s on the third floor. Are you going up alone?”

Yan Qiu dismissed her secretary’s accompaniment. As she sat in the wheelchair, her legs continuously twitched from the pain. Sweat soaked her back, sticking uncomfortably to her skin.

The classroom door wasn’t fully closed. Yan Qiu sat near the entrance, quietly observing the scene inside.

A young teacher was answering students’ questions at the podium.

It seemed to be a newly introduced class. The teacher was very young, expertly navigating the PowerPoint presentation, looking at the students below with an inexplicable tenderness.

Teacher: “Now, which student can tell us the happiest thing you do with your romantic partner?”

She called on a student sitting in the third row.

“Ah, can I actually say that?”

The student’s eyes darted around. “Making love?”

The entire class burst into laughter.

Lin Wanqing’s face flushed with heat, and her mind went blank.

Other students answered with things like holding hands, taking walks together, watching movies together, and pouring out their hearts to each other…

From Yan Qiu’s perspective, Lin Wanqing tried her best to shrink to one side, but Lan Xiaoxiao, unfortunately, raised her hand.

Lin Wanqing: “!”

The teacher was about to end the question, but seeing Lin Wanqing’s hand raised, she immediately invited her to speak.

Lin Wanqing’s hands in her pocket were slick with cold sweat. Between her and Yan Qiu…

There was no emotional connection, only business.

There was no “making love,” no holding hands, no walks, no movies, no pouring out hearts.

Compared to a spiritual connection, the only thing she could say was…

Lin Wanqing: “I really enjoy kissing her.”

The entire room erupted in noise. Many students covered their mouths and snickered.

A student next to her teased, “Do you use your tongue?”

Lin Wanqing lowered her eyes, refusing to answer.

She did use her tongue, but only a tiny bit.

She didn’t dare to offend the overly beautiful woman. Any excessive desire for such beauty would be seen as a slight and disrespect to Yan Qiu.

Although they kissed infrequently, kissing was the happiest thing she and Yan Qiu had done together.

It felt like her body was about to be devoured by the other person.

Lin Wanqing sat down, feeling dazed, her soul almost leaving her body.

At the door, Yan Qiu gripped the ring box in her pocket with all her might. The pain in her legs was insignificant compared to the surging emotions in her heart.

Her little rabbit seemed to be waking up.

After the class ended, Lin Wanqing walked out of the door, and the entire hallway was empty.

She kept feeling like someone was watching her during class. “It must have been an illusion.”

The girl’s secret feelings had nowhere to hide. Even after returning to Yan Qiu’s house, her head was still swimming, and she continued to sketch the unfinished adult-themed drawing in her small notebook.

Lin Wanqing had never seen an adult-themed drawing, but her drawing skills were excellent. In a few strokes, she could vividly capture the expressions of the two figures.

“Sister Qiuqiu!” Hearing a noise at the door, Lin Wanqing immediately tucked the notebook under a cushion. “You’re back.”

Yan Qiu slowly approached in her wheelchair, fingers pressing on her painful knees.

Lin Wanqing wondered if it was her imagination, but Yan Qiu looked particularly refreshed today.

Her hand was consistently in her pocket, which appeared slightly bulky.

Yan Qiu smiled lightly: “You missed me that much?”

Lin Wanqing nodded profusely. She noticed Yan Qiu’s smile grew even wider.

Lin Wanqing took out a stack of receipts and the remaining unused gemstones from her small shoulder bag.

“These are all the expenses for the dress I made for Sister Qiuqiu. You can verify the accounts.” Lin Wanqing very seriously presented every single receipt to her. “These gemstones weren’t used up. If you like them, you can use them for a brooch. If not, I can return them and give you the cash back.”

Yan Qiu’s smile gradually disappeared. “You’ve been thoughtful.”

Lin Wanqing quietly said, “I used the money Sister Qiuqiu gave me, so I should keep all the accounts clear.” I can’t take advantage of you again.

Yan Qiu: “We are husband and wife. There’s no need to calculate things so precisely between us.”

She felt every receipt in her hand. They were meticulously organized and showed she had spent a few tens of thousands more than the money Yan Qiu had given her.

Lin Wanqing whispered, “Husband and wife should also keep things clear.”

Yan Qiu disagreed. She tightened her grip on the ring in her pocket. “We have communal property, Lin Wanqing. You are too formal with me.”

Lin Wanqing stood still, pursing her lips. Her eyes fell upon Yan Qiu’s lips. As they opened and closed while she spoke, the soft lips touched together.

Lin Wanqing’s gaze felt instantly scorching and she immediately lowered her head.

Yan Qiu tore up all the receipts, picking up the remaining gemstones and tucking them into Lin Wanqing’s chest pocket.

She patted the bulging pocket and said, “Keep the rest of the money. I like the dress very much and will give you a tip.”

Lin Wanqing’s face flushed. She was used to dealing with people openly and honestly and had never been favored like this by anyone before.

Yan Qiu, I think I like you a little.

Lin Wanqing bent down to take off Yan Qiu’s coat, feeling something bulky in the pocket. “Can I take this out?”

Yan Qiu changes her clothes every day. Are you worried that it’s something important?

Yan Qiu leaned back on the sofa, unzipping her skirt and placing her legs on the ivory-white leather sofa, continuously kneading the painful area with her fingers.

Her skin was luminously white.

Yan Qiu: “Mmm?”

Lin Wanqing held the coat. “There’s something in the pocket.”

Yan Qiu smiled lightly. “It’s for you.”

Lin Wanqing was flattered. She carefully felt the silk velvet ring box in the pocket. The exquisite box lay in the palm of her hand. When she opened it, she saw a pink diamond ring inside.

The diamond was brilliantly radiant, and the craftsmanship was exquisite and luxurious.

Just by looking at the quality, she knew the price was substantial. Lin Wanqing faintly remembered that pink diamonds had been auctioned at a historical high price five years ago.

Lin Wanqing was at a loss. “It’s too expensive. I can’t accept it.”

Lin Wanqing knelt on the floor, cautiously looking at Yan Qiu. She handed the ring back to Yan Qiu. “Sister’s kindness, I’ve received it…”

Yan Qiu was irritated. She pinched Lin Wanqing’s chin unhappily—

“Mph—!”

Lin Wanqing was pinched so hard it hurt. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes. “Sister Qiuqiu…”

Yan Qiu: “We are husband and wife. There’s no need to calculate things so precisely. Lin Wanqing, do you consider me your lover at all?”

Her tone carried a hint of accusation, sounding somewhat aggrieved.

Lin Wanqing was puzzled. She suddenly noticed that Yan Qiu’s left ring finger wore the exact same ring as hers.

Yan Qiu wouldn’t say that she had waited seven or eight years for this ring before finally placing it on Lin Wanqing’s hand, nor would she say that she had revised the draft again and again, swallowing her deep affection bitterly as she looked into Lin Wanqing’s anxious eyes.

Yan Qiu took the ring and gently, tenderly placed it on Lin Wanqing’s ring finger. She reverently kissed Lin Wanqing’s cool fingertip, the flushed skin, and then kissed the ring.

It was devoid of any lust, as sincere as a knight guarding a princess.

Lin Wanqing’s heart pounded violently, and intense joy blossomed in her heart like fireworks.

She was extremely terrified. The little rabbit, having touched the edge of happiness, instinctively wanted to flee.

Yan Qiu embraced the girl on the carpet. “I will make up for it with a proper wedding for you. The moment we got our marriage certificate, you became my legal wife. We didn’t sign any prenuptial agreement limiting assets. Half of my company shares, assets, house, and cars belong to you.”

Lin Wanqing’s mind paused for a beat. Hearing such a solemn promise from Yan Qiu, even if it were mere polite formalities, how could she not be moved?

She awkwardly lowered her head. The ring on her ring finger shone brightly.

Yan Qiu soothed the little rabbit. She reached out on the sofa to find a sketch pad, accidentally touching a notebook near the pain relief medicine for her knee.

She pulled out the notebook, confirming that she had never bought anything like it.

Lin Wanqing: !!

Yan Qiu opened the notebook, and Lin Wanqing’s pupils contracted violently!

The butler walked in. “The bird’s nest soup is ready. Please enjoy it while it’s hot.”

The butler placed the soup bowl on the coffee table. The distraction allowed Yan Qiu to flip directly to the page Lin Wanqing had drawn.

A thin chain was wrapped around the neck of the girl in the white dress, held in the hand of the woman in the wheelchair. The former’s skirt was lifted, and her fingers touched the soft, burning skin of the thigh.

The girl rested her forehead on the woman’s shoulder, her eyes hazy, seemingly enduring and hinting at something.

Her clothes were disheveled, wanting to kiss but not daring to kiss the woman’s cheek.

Yan Qiu: “What is this?”

Lin Wanqing: …

Social death. No need for resuscitation.

She wanted to instantly find a hole in the ground to crawl into, too embarrassed to face anyone.

Let this life end here. TVT

Yan Qiu raised an eyebrow. “Not bad drawing. As expected of a good student from Y University.”

Lin Wanqing curled her toes into the ground. “It’s… alright…”

Yan Qiu closed the notebook and set it aside. “Come here. Let’s do something that will make you happy.”

Lin Wanqing didn’t understand.

Yan Qiu pulled her onto the sofa, bringing her into her arms.

“Didn’t you say your favorite thing to do with your lover is kissing?”

Lin Wanqing: “!”

The little rabbit was so startled her ears perked up.

How did Yan Qiu know what she said in class?

Yan Qiu: “You like to use your tongue?”

Lin Wanqing was burning up from head to toe, staring at her blankly, her brain completely unable to function.

Yan Qiu hooked her close. “Lin Wanqing, your kissing skills are terrible. You need a lot of practice.”

Lin Wanqing nodded dazedly. “Okay, I’ll practice…”

She allowed Yan Qiu to approach, crying softly with fear.

So cute and fragile that it made one want to completely bully her inside and out.

Yan Qiu took her hand. Their rings rested against each other, the pink diamonds like a beating heart, or a pure, flawless sincerity.

Yan Qiu had been holding back and restraining herself for too long. For years, she didn’t even know how she managed.

How many times did she get up in the middle of the night for a cold shower, and how many times did she solve the problem with gloves and a handkerchief?

Yan Qiu: “Sweetie, do you know what girls do with each other?”

Lin Wanqing panicked. She, of course, didn’t know.

“Just hug and kiss?”

Lin Wanqing suddenly remembered what her roommate had said before. She took Yan Qiu’s hand and placed it on her own chest—

“And this.”

Yan Qiu raised an eyebrow. “Is that all?”

Her palm touched something soft.

Her little wife was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and she needed to be the one to color it in.

Yan Qiu paused slightly. “Then, when you were alone, you never…?”

Lin Wanqing didn’t understand what she was referring to. “Never what?”

She sometimes felt a bit restless before and after her period. Her body would toss and turn uncomfortably, but she would just endure it, and it would pass.

That restlessness was very similar to how she felt around Yan Qiu…

Yan Qiu affectionately asked: “You haven’t had a class on physiology?”