Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 42.1

The moment Lin Wanqing had a taste, she grew greedy for Yan Qiu’s touch and caress.

She was infatuated with her body temperature.

Lin Wanqing nestled in her arms, reluctant to leave. “Sister, please stop. It’s a little sore.”

Lin Wanqing was breathless, her face flushed, and her eyes filled with a misty gaze.

Yan Qiu: “Be good, just one last time, alright?”

Though she asked “alright?”, she had no intention of consulting Lin Wanqing.

In the hotel room’s early hours, waves of passion surged. Lin Wanqing felt as if her entire body was falling apart, barely able to hold herself up.

I’m going to fall apart.

Why is Yan Qiu perfectly fine?

Do you rich people even have higher endurance for this?

She hugged the blanket, looking at Yan Qiu fearfully. “I have an event this afternoon. I can’t take the day off.”

Yan Qiu leaned forward, stealing a kiss from her lips, satisfied. “Tossing me aside once you’re done?”

Lin Wanqing, wronged, pulled at Yan Qiu’s clothes and forcefully deepened the kiss. “Sister, your body isn’t well, you should be more restrained.”

Yan Qiu narrowed her eyes. “Are you pitying me for my poor health?”

Lin Wanqing: “I’m just admiring Sister Qiuqiu for her indomitable spirit despite her physical disability.”

Yan Qiu: “I’ve truly spoiled you rotten.”

She used her teeth to nip at the diamond ring hanging on Lin Wanqing’s neck, tasting it thoroughly with her tongue and lips.

With a sloshing sound, Lin Wanqing became annoyed. “Stop teasing me, I’m not playing with you anymore.”

She’s so annoying.

Lin Wanqing’s arm was aching.

Although it was just the ring held in her mouth, Lin Wanqing felt as if something else was being tormented by her lips and teeth. Just seeing Yan Qiu’s scarlet tongue made her body go limp again.

Lin Wanqing did not get back the pink diamond ring from her ring finger until they left the hotel.

Yu Fei was waiting in the hotel lobby. “Madam, isn’t CEO Yan coming down?”

Lin Wanqing’s face flushed at the mention of Yan Qiu. “She’s resting in the room.”

Yu Fei gave her a meaningful look. “Miss Lin, you should advise the boss to be more moderate. The doctor instructed her to rest and recuperate quietly, avoiding excessive indulgence, as it could strain her muscles.”

Lin Wanqing, completely overused and feeling like a broken ragdoll, winced in pain as she got into the car.

Lin Wanqing was like a salted fish—desireless and indifferent. “CEO Yan hasn’t been excessively indulgent, she’s just…”

Yu Fei, gesturing delicately, looked back at her. “Just?”

Lin Wanqing covered her red and swollen eyes. “She’s just been doing rehabilitation training every night, over and over, until dawn. Her willpower is truly admirable. Her body is better than mine.”

Yu Fei gasped, “That’s truly amazing.”

Lin Wanqing’s fingertips were still trembling. Yan Qiu’s legs lacked strength, so she leaned almost entirely on Lin Wanqing.

She craved and loved the warmth of being completely embraced.

After stopping the car at the entrance of the event venue, Yu Fei called out to Lin Wanqing.

“The boss has always wanted to ask Miss Lin a question, but she doesn’t know how to start.”

Lin Wanqing stopped, suddenly like a little rabbit caught by the ears.

Yu Fei pondered: “Do you sincerely love the boss? Or is it just for her…” body.

Lin Wanqing looked down, silent. Her palms were covered in cold sweat. The pain in her body felt like sharp knives cutting her flesh.

“I don’t know, but I will definitely not do anything to betray Yan Qiu.”

Yu Fei sighed, “You really are prostituting the boss, aren’t you?”

Lin Wanqing was silent for a moment, then muttered: “Is that something I can actually say?”

Yu Fei: “…”

You’re being odd.

“I need to be more restrained tomorrow night.”

In the hotel room, Yan Qiu sneezed, her fingers caressing the pink diamond ring taken from Lin Wanqing’s ring finger.

Lighting a cigarette, she felt utterly carefree.

Lin Wanqing’s fingers were slightly thinner than hers, and the ring fit perfectly on her pinky. Wearing two rings on one hand, they shone brightly and elegantly in the light.

Yan Qiu sneezed again, without warning.

She got up from the bed, took out the dress for the event from the closet, and pinned on the snowflake-shaped brooch that Lin Wanqing had made by hand.

After the secretary dropped the ‘boss’s wife’ at the venue, she returned to the hotel.

Yan Qiu saw her return and stood in front of the full-length mirror, shifting left and right to observe the color change of the gemstone on the brooch from different angles.

Yu Fei: “Boss, you look beautiful no matter how you accessorize.”

Yan Qiu: “What did Lin Wanqing say?”

Yu Fei’s mind raced, struggling to organize her thoughts, her eyes darting nervously as she stood rooted to the spot, stammering.

Telling the truth will definitely get me fired.

I need to add some art to my language.

Yan Qiu put on her gold-rimmed glasses. Her beautiful, narrow eyes, obscured by the lenses, became cold and sharp.

Yan Qiu: “Is it difficult to answer?”

Wearing two rings on the same hand, that hand also gripped a heavy, luxurious ebony cane inlaid with a dazzling ruby.

Even sitting in a wheelchair, Yan Qiu retained her elegance and glamour.

It was impossible to ignore her presence.

Yu Fei stammered and stuttered.

Yan Qiu: “Yu Fei, speak. I won’t blame you.”

Yu Fei wiped the cold sweat from her brow. “Miss Lin said that she is very happy with you, she just hopes you will be slightly more restrained during your evening rehabilitation.”

Yan Qiu’s eyes narrowed: “Rehabilitation?”

Yu Fei nodded profusely, handing the boss her brief case. “Yes, she said you do rehabilitation every night, and your legs will surely recover soon.”

Yan Qiu pinched the bridge of her nose. “…”

Yu Fei, with a delicate gesture, vividly described: “Then Miss Lin stood at the entrance of the venue like a willow swaying in the wind. Her body was so weak she could barely stand straight, her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had suffered an enormous grievance, and her lips were excessively red—more beautiful than cherries hanging on a branch. Clearly, she benefited quite a bit, so why the delicate appearance?”

“It’s just too much!”

Yu Fei: “Then Miss Lin tearfully wiped her eyes with a tissue, saying that CEO Yan’s legs are so bad, yet she still does rehabilitation repeatedly at night. It truly makes the listener weep and the observer mourn.”

Yan Qiu: “You…”

Yu Fei pressed the elevator button for the boss, secretly observing her expression.

Yan Qiu: “If you say anything else like this, you can look for another job right now.”

Yu Fei: “Miss Lin doesn’t seem to love you.”

The truth is always painful.

Yan Qiu: “…”

She pinched the bridge of her nose again. The back of her head began to throb, and her legs felt even worse.

The secretary pushed the boss into the elevator. “But the good news is…”

Yan Qiu looked up, perking up. “What?”

Yu Fei: “Miss Lin loves the way you do rehabilitation.”

Yan Qiu: You might as well have said nothing.

She had personally stained the innocent white of her little rabbit, making her scratch her back in struggle, making her throat produce sweet, turning-trill sounds. She used Lin Wanqing’s fingers to teach her about her inner impulses.

Yan Qiu felt a surge of headache. “Go and test her again. It’s impossible for Lin Wanqing not to like me.”

Yu Fei: “What if she doesn’t?”

Yan Qiu’s gaze suddenly turned cold. “There is no what if.”

If there is, won’t she just fall in love while we’re doing it?

Yan Qiu had only wanted to watch her little rabbit from afar. After marrying her, she only wanted her to share the bed, to see and touch her every day.

After the first kiss, Yan Qiu hoped that even without love between them, they could be blended together.

Now, Yan Qiu cannot accept deep communication without a flow of love.

Before the final competition, the industry held an exchange event and exhibition for designers.

Lin Wanqing entered with her ticket and saw the designer she had long admired standing by a display booth in the distance.

Mayvis, with blonde hair and blue eyes, was speaking softly with several industry figures. The light shone on her fine, pale golden hair, making her look like an angel enveloped in holy light.

Mayvis was hailed in the industry as a woman who had stepped out of a myth.

Every product she created was sought after by high society. Whether it was royalty or socialites, they all specifically requested her designed gowns and high heels for their wedding day.

Otherwise, the wedding might as well be called off.

Lin Wanqing gripped her champagne glass, hesitant to move forward.

Mayvis declined further conversation with the people beside her and slowly walked up to Lin Wanqing. “You are a very beautiful designer, Miss. You have been looking at me.”

Lin Wanqing’s face flushed. She stammered, “I have long admired your name. I’ve always been a loyal fan of yours.”

Lin Wanqing had only intended to brazenly say hello, never expecting Mayvis to know her.

Mayvis smiled broadly, pointing to Lin Wanqing’s competition piece on the display stand. “I have also long admired your name, Miss Designer. Your work is full of spirit and should have a broader stage for expression.”

Lin Wanqing’s face was completely red as she looked at her own work in the display, unable to believe it.

How do I deserve this?!

Her long-admired mentor wrapped an arm around her shoulder and clinked her tall glass against hers.

Lin Wanqing was dazed as she was led away.

She was completely unaware that her admired mentor had already been handled by Yan Qiu.

As Lin Wanqing looked around, her eyes caught a familiar figure. A snowflake-shaped brooch was pinned to the woman’s chest.

That tall woman sat in a wheelchair, surrounded by people, her gold-rimmed glasses flashing a dazzling light under the spotlight.

Lin Wanqing’s heart stopped for a beat. She suddenly felt the guilt of being caught cheating.

Mayvis smiled. “My dear Miss Designer, you’re distracted while you’re with me. Do you truly like my work?”

Lin Wanqing quickly explained, so anxious that she almost cried.

She heard Yan Qiu in the distance say, “I wasn’t planning on coming. Today, I’m here to accompany my wife.”

Lin Wanqing’s heart softened. She is Yan Qiu’s official wife…

Her existence, which was supposed to be hidden, was spoken of by Yan Qiu so openly.

“My wife doesn’t like crowds. She only likes to browse alone. I can only let her do as she pleases.”

Lin Wanqing covered her face, her cheeks redder than a monkey’s behind.

That almost doting tone made Lin Wanqing’s legs go even softer. She almost fell onto the respected mentor beside her.

Lin Wanqing didn’t dare say she loved Yan Qiu. She loved the warmth of Yan Qiu’s body. She loved how Yan Qiu made her happy and joyful in bed.

Rather than saying she was prostituting Yan Qiu, it was more like she wished Yan Qiu would “prostitute” her more often.

Yan Qiu glanced subtly at the figures of Lin Wanqing and the blonde woman not far away.

Her hand was gripping the ebony cane so tightly that it was almost crushed.

“CEO Yan, why are you wearing two rings today? It’s quite unique.”

Yan Qiu had a faint smile on her face. “They were left by my wife. She’s always losing things. She’s a child.”

The colleague who asked the question was fed a massive dose of public display of affection.

Three hours passed. Yan Qiu finished a brief meeting with the designers but saw that Lin Wanqing was still engrossed with Mayvis.

From a distance, Lin Wanqing was covering her mouth and laughing happily. Mayvis showed a mentor-like gentleness and care.

Yan Qiu: “…”

But Lin Wanqing would never show that kind of reverence and relaxation in front of her.

Yan Qiu’s eyes were filled with an unreadable darkness. She kissed the ring, a blue vein bulging on the back of her hand.