Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 41.1

Lin Wanqing was stunned by Yan Qiu’s words.

Yan Qiu repeated, gritting her teeth, “After you tasted my flavor, you pushed me away. Are you soliciting my services?”

Lin Wanqing looked at her in disbelief, a little unable to follow Yan Qiu’s train of thought.

She shook her head repeatedly, frantically clutching the blanket, “That’s not what I meant. You misunderstood.”

Although Yan Qiu was sitting in a wheelchair, her imposing presence made Lin Wanqing dare not voice her true inner thoughts. She lowered her head, afraid to look into Yan Qiu’s eyes.

A weak rabbit encountering a predator, its limbs already numb from being stared at, wanted to curl up into a ball.

Yan Qiu leaned forward, kissing Lin Wanqing’s cheek, and held her hand, running her fingers over her skin inch by inch.

“Then what did you mean?”

Gathering all her courage, Lin Wanqing looked directly at her, “Yan Lenghuan is more suitable to be Qiuqiu’s wife than I am. When can we get a divorce?”

The moment the words left her mouth, the entire room fell into a desolate silence.

Lin Wanqing’s breathing was rapid, and her heart pounded deafeningly in the room.

Yan Qiu’s eyes instantly sharpened, but then she restrained the tumultuous emotions in her eyes, becoming gentle as water.

Lin Wanqing thought she would be angry, and quietly tugged at Yan Qiu’s sleeve, “I didn’t dare mention this to the Old Master. The Lin family has already fallen. Qiuqiu acquired all of the Lin family’s industry lines at a low price. I am not a suitable wife for a commercial marriage alliance.”

The atmosphere in the room became calm yet thick, and Lin Wanqing was terrified by Yan Qiu’s silence.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and cried softly, looking down.

She had been spoiled by Yan Qiu and was unaccustomed to her cold face.

But when Lin Wanqing thought of Yan Qiu intimately close with someone else, whispering sweet nothings, her heart felt as if it were being stabbed by countless invisible small knives, bleeding profusely.

She had been spoiled.

Yan Qiu gently stroked her face, her fingers pressing over her soft, crimson lips.

“Why does Tiantian have the idea of divorcing me?”

She adopted a patient, listening posture, showing none of the previous rage or coldness.

Lin Wanqing’s waist felt soft from her touch, her eyes welled up with tears, and she sniffled with a slight sob.

“I need to be busy with school affairs every day and don’t have time to take good care of you. I simply cannot fulfill my duties as a wife. This is my dereliction of duty.”

Yan Qiu looked at her gently, gesturing for her to continue.

Lin Wanqing boldly said, “I cannot balance work at school and family life. I can’t abandon either one. You deserve a more excellent spouse than me.”

Yan Qiu’s breath was hot, like an offering as she kissed Lin Wanqing’s fingers, her lips touching them, gentle and delicate, as if they were doing something much more intimate.

This ambiguity was definitely not about discussing divorce.

Yan Qiu: “I understand. Keep going.”

Lin Wanqing wanted to pull her hand back, but her wrist was firmly grasped by the other woman, leaving her no strength to resist.

“My family cannot bring you more assets. I’m practically a burden by your side. We’re not well-matched, and someone like me is simply not presentable.”

Yan Qiu devoutly kissed the pink diamond ring on Lin Wanqing’s ring finger, “Is that all?”

Lin Wanqing was intimidated by her gaze, “Someone who grew up in the dust like me is not qualified to stand by your side. I’m sorry.”

Every word Lin Wanqing spoke caused a pang of soreness in her heart, and she cried silently.

This contractual marriage was wrong from the start; Lin Wanqing felt like she had stumbled upon a huge bargain.

Yan Qiu said gently, “I understand how you feel. It’s my fault for neglecting Tiantian’s delicate feelings in the past.”

Lin Wanqing’s eyelashes trembled, “Qiuqiu is very kind.”

Yan Qiu pressed her against the headboard, “But I don’t agree to a divorce.”

Yan Qiu looked at her with determination. There was no room for discussion, no possibility of negotiation. “I told you before, don’t dwell on the agreement we signed.”

Lin Wanqing cried softly, turning her head away, afraid to look at Yan Qiu’s persistent gaze.

She was insecure, immersed in Yan Qiu’s tenderness, yet afraid to believe she fully possessed it.

Yan Qiu: “That agreement had its purpose. All you need to know is that you are my wife.”

Lin Wanqing was stunned, “But I…” I simply don’t deserve to be your wife.

Yan Qiu heard her unspoken thought, pressed Lin Wanqing onto the bed, and kissed the corner of her mouth, slowly moving down to her jawline, then her neck and collarbone.

The woman with disabled legs greedily inhaled her scent, like a devout believer slowly approaching the deity, wanting to please the deity.

Yan Qiu: “Tiantian is an excellent perfumer. The outside world has a good reputation for you, and your brand value keeps reaching new highs. Many investors want to meet you. There’s no need to be self-deprecating.”

If she hadn’t met nine-year-old Lin Wanqing, Yan Qiu would have died long ago.

When she was a child, there was constant internal strife in her family. She was kidnapped and taken to a warehouse, covered in injuries.

It was nine-year-old Lin Wanqing who approached, quietly helped her untie the ropes, and applied medicine for her. But as a result, she was exposed to toxic substances and was blind for nearly half a year.

The little blind girl would follow behind her, standing on her tiptoes, asking to be held.

She would weave beautiful bitter orange blossoms into a flower crown and place it on her head.

But Yan Qiu couldn’t tell her these things; it wasn’t the time yet.

The girl on the bed had tear-filled eyes, “But I…”

Yan Qiu: “There are no ‘buts.’ Tiantian also wouldn’t want me to use other means to lock you up at home, would you?”

Lin Wanqing stiffened, becoming even more frightened.

Yan Qiu’s smile didn’t fade, but it became more chilling, “You should know that there’s a basement on the second underground floor of this mansion. There’s only one key. It never sees the sun, and inside there’s a very warm and comfortable big bed.”

Yan Qiu grabbed her wrist, “Oh, and there are some chains made of alloy. Don’t worry, I’ve lined the inside with a layer of fur, so it won’t hurt your wrist.”

Lin Wanqing: “!”

Lin Wanqing was even more terrified.

She shivered with fear.

Lin Wanqing curled up under the blanket, her bunny ears completely drooping, “Do you like Yan Lenghuan?”

It took Yan Qiu half a minute to remember who Yan Lenghuan was: the little cousin who handed her documents at the hospital during the day. She didn’t get a clear look at her appearance, only that the perfume around her was unpleasantly strong.

Yan Qiu put away the threatening smile and gave a knowing laugh, “So Tiantian… are you jealous?”

Lin Wanqing wanted to argue, but her mouth was suddenly plugged with a small ball, and she could only make muffled, meaningless sounds in her throat.

Yan Qiu took out some interesting yet grotesque toys from the bedside cabinet, “Don’t move, be careful not to hurt yourself.”

Lin Wanqing stared blankly at the ceiling. She didn’t know how she had survived the night.

Her body felt no different from a broken ragdoll, except that a ragdoll’s throat wouldn’t be hoarse.

She rested in the mansion for two nights, barely getting out of bed.

Who knew those things would have barbs, long hair, electricity, and even spray water…

It completely cured Lin Wanqing’s fear of plush things.

Yu Fei knocked on the door, “The Boss had a meeting this morning and has already left. Ms. Lin should go to school to receive her award today.”

Lin Wanqing lay sprawled like a salted fish, unable to move, “This award isn’t absolutely necessary to receive.”

Her small face was sallow every day; she was no longer the blank canvas she once was.

Yu Fei closed her eyes and helped her up, daring not to overstep and look at the Boss’s wife’s body.

Yu Fei was puzzled, “What did Ms. Lin say to the Boss? She’s been in a bad mood these past few days, and the employees are having a terrible time.”

Lin Wanqing grumbled, sitting down in Yan Qiu’s spare wheelchair, “Nothing much, just that I wanted to divorce her.”

Yu Fei: “…”

Lin Wanqing sipped her bird’s nest porridge, quietly placing the cushion under her butt.

Hiss… her butt hurt.

Lin Wanqing looked at the secretary strangely, “Do I not have the right to file for divorce?”

Yu Fei was silent for a moment, then added half a bowl of bird’s nest porridge for her Madam, “Well, it’s not impossible, but I can only praise your courage.”

Lin Wanqing: “.”

The Old Master’s condition gradually improved. Yan Qiu went to the hospital every afternoon. Yu Fei was originally supposed to follow but was ordered to take care of the Madam.

Yu Fei escorted Lin Wanqing into the car, “The wheelchair…”

Lin Wanqing sat in the wheelchair, refusing to get off. Every part of her body ached.

Yu Fei: “How about you stay seated for now, Madam? Tomorrow the hot search on Weibo will read, ‘Y University scholar receives award in a wheelchair, physically disabled but mentally resolute, a model for our generation.'”

Lin Wanqing: “…It should be ‘mentally resolute despite physical disability,’ no, wait, what kind of description is that?”

She slowly moved from the wheelchair into the car. The wheelchair instantly lost its appeal.

In the past, Lin Wanqing was always happy to receive awards, eager to run into the auditorium. Now, she leaned against the wall, finding every step incredibly difficult. She tried hard to make her gait seem normal.

Sitting in the auditorium, she couldn’t help but feel her eyes sting. She constantly tried to suppress her body’s impulses, yet Yan Qiu had tormented her until daybreak, time and time again.

The intimate clothing she changed into this morning was already soiled again.

Her body had been over-tormented by Yan Qiu, and even the slightest friction would make her feel turned on.

Lan Xiaoxiao sat beside her, “First place in the semi-finals. Are you so moved you’re crying?”

Lin Wanqing wiped her tears, “Not that moved.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Are you limping today?”

Lin Wanqing hesitated, “Perhaps I am limping?”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Perhaps?”

Your way of speaking is truly interesting.

On stage, the host was introducing the design concept. Everyone was listening attentively, except for Lin Wanqing, who was constantly spacing out.

Even though the competition was over, the auditorium was still full of people. Flashbulbs kept flashing, and the senior and junior schoolmates around were all discussing very serious topics.

Lan Xiaoxiao whispered to her, “You look like a fox spirit in a novel who has been drained of essence and excessively cultivated.”

Lin Wanqing gave her a chilly look.

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Holy crap, did you really… these past two days?”

Lin Wanqing’s gaze remained unchanged, feeling that the world held no love for her.

Lan Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue in amazement, “CEO Yan is really… physically disabled but mentally resolute.”

Rich people like them, with that kind of execution power, of course, they would get rich.

Lin Wanqing patted her shoulder. Guided by the school staff, she walked onto the stage to introduce her design product.

She glanced at Lan Xiaoxiao under the spotlight, thinking, It’s a good thing Yan Qiu isn’t here, or with that mouth, she’d be thrown into the Huangpu River sooner or later.

Yu Fei: “Boss, Ms. Lin said you are physically disabled but mentally resolute.”

Yan Qiu was looking at the Old Master’s medical records at the hospital and adjusted her glasses, “What did you say?”

Yu Fei recounted the conversation she overheard between Lin Wanqing and her roommate to the Boss.

Yan Qiu’s fingernail traced a mark on the medical record—

No one had ever called her physically, disabled, but mentally, resolute.

The doctor standing next to her trembled, thinking that the treatment plan was not to the satisfaction of the powerful CEO.

Huiyan Group, besides having a foothold in the fashion and textile industry, had investments in various other fields, including medical care and pharmaceutical manufacturing.

Yan Qiu: “You are very suited for sneaky things.”

Yu Fei’s smile was perfect, “Everything is to better serve the Boss. Tonight, I will sign the contract for the surveillance system and steal Ms. Lin’s work.”

Yan Qiu, as the biggest investor: “…That won’t be necessary.”