Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 42.2

The person beside her shivered. “Are you dissatisfied with this design, Madam? I’ll tell the designer to revise it.”

Yan Qiu glanced at the design drawing. “Revise it again.”

Yu Fei bent down, terrified. “How about I separate them? You put a lot of effort into arranging for that designer to meet Miss Lin.”

Yan Qiu: “No need. Let’s see when they finish.”

Last night, Lin Wanqing pleaded for intimacy on her body. When the passion was intense, she said she only liked Yan Qiu, and was forced to say many things that were usually hard to utter.

Yan Qiu took every single one of her words seriously.

Little liar.

Yan Qiu bitterly muttered: “She said last night that she would only truly smile when she was with me.”

Yu Fei: “…Ah, that depends on what kind of smile we’re talking about.”

They saw Lin Wanqing and Mayvis clinking champagne glasses again in the distance with a crisp sound.

Mayvis smiled gently. “Miss Designer, your smile is truly beautiful. You should smile more.”

Lin Wanqing’s face was even redder, filled with longing and admiration. “I love the significant change in style between your design two years ago and your current one.”

Yan Qiu: “She said last night that she wished she could be stuck to me all the time.”

Yu Fei: “Boss, Madam has only been with Mayvis for five hours.”

Although she hasn’t looked at Yan Qiu even once during that time.

Yan Qiu: “She said last night…”

Yu Fei had to interrupt: “Everything a woman says in bed is a lie. Who would take what is said in bed seriously?”

Yan Qiu: Heh.

Lin Wanqing and Mayvis hit it off immediately. By the time they parted, everyone else had left the venue. This place was far from the city, and there were virtually no taxis coming here.

Before leaving, Mayvis said, “Allow me to rudely remind you, Miss Designer, your lips seem to have been bitten.”

Lin Wanqing checked her phone and saw that her lips were indeed red and swollen, and lipstick couldn’t even cover it.

Lin Wanqing was mortified. “It was my wife, nominally…”

Mayvis immediately understood. “It’s getting late, I have plans for the evening. I look forward to your work in the final.”

Lin Wanqing saw her off to the underground parking lot. Mayvis had a driver waiting downstairs.

It wasn’t until the car disappeared from sight that Lin Wanqing, standing alone at the entrance of the venue, realized there wasn’t a soul around.

It was already past midnight, and only a distant McDonald’s was still open.

A gust of wind blew, and Lin Wanqing shivered.

So cold, so uncomfortable.

She had forgotten the time while chatting with her mentor. Now, the moon had already climbed to the middle of the sky.

From the deserted hills and woods in the distance, an owl hooted. Lin Wanqing, scared, pulled her clothes tighter.

She took out her nearly dead phone and called Yan Qiu.

“Hello, Sister Qiuqiu, have you gone back? I’m at…”

Yan Qiu answered the phone. “See the pavilion two hundred meters to your right? Go there.”

Lin Wanqing jogged over. “I see it. Are you waiting for me there?”

Yan Qiu: “The guardhouse isn’t locked. You can stay there for the night.”

“Huh…?”

Lin Wanqing: Big shot, please stop messing with me.

A few minutes later.

A black car stopped at the guardhouse entrance. “Get in.”

Lin Wanqing was freezing all over. She quickly got in, her face red from the cold, tears welling up in her eyes.

She was cold and scared. Her phone only had two percent battery left and could shut down at any moment.

Lin Wanqing rubbed her little hands, her bunny ears drooping. “Sister Qiuqiu, are we going home?”

Yan Qiu lifted her glasses, looking out the window coldly. “No, we’re not going back. I’ll drop you off at the McDonald’s up ahead. They have air conditioning. You can sleep there.”

Lin Wanqing sat obediently. “I’m sorry…”

Yan Qiu curled her lips into a fake smile. “It’s normal for you to meet a mentor you like and have a pleasant conversation. You don’t need to apologize to me.”

Lin Wanqing was as timid as a puppy.

She had seen Yan Qiu at the venue, but she was so happy talking to Mayvis that she forgot to go say hello.

Through the exchange, Lin Wanqing learned the topic for the final and gained considerable constructive advice.

Yan Qiu’s car stopped at the entrance of a five-star hotel. “Get out of the car.”

Lin Wanqing cautiously asked, “Are we staying here?”

Yan Qiu’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “I am staying here. As for you… how about I take you to Mayvis’s place?”

Lin Wanqing, wronged, grabbed Yan Qiu’s sleeve, tightening her fingers. “I’m sorry.”

Yan Qiu didn’t turn back. Her wheelchair moved into the elevator, stopping at the presidential suite on the top floor.

Her back looked like a lonely woman abandoned by a heartless lover.

Lin Wanqing followed her pitifully, secretly observing Yan Qiu’s expression.

The room was extremely quiet, scented with a mixture of pine and cedar—a smell Lin Wanqing was all too familiar with, as it was a perfume she had blended herself.

“I’m going to take a bath. You should rest early.”

The bathroom door opened. Staff had already run the hot water.

The room’s decor was minimalist, lacking the usual luxury and extravagance of a five-star hotel. It was clear that Yan Qiu frequently stayed here and practically treated it as her second home.

Camellia petals floated in the bathtub. Yan Qiu sat on the edge, testing the water temperature.

Her overly slender legs, submerged in the water, were as white as fine jade, with faint blue veins visible. The most demanding artist couldn’t find fault with them.

The scars on them added a certain mysterious sense of breakage. Lin Wanqing’s eyes were practically glued to them.

So beautiful.

I want to touch them.

Yan Qiu glanced at her, her lips curving. “What are you looking at?”

Lin Wanqing: “N-nothing.”

She glanced again.

Her legs are red from the heat. So beautifully red.

A little cute.

The bathroom door was fully automatic. With a light press, Yan Qiu cut off all of Lin Wanqing’s view.

The sound of rushing water came from inside. Just hearing the sound, Lin Wanqing imagined the hot water filled with bubbles washing over Yan Qiu’s hair, flowing over her chest, shoulder blades, down to her waist, and then past her navel…

Her body started to feel hot again.

Lin Wanqing’s thighs felt weak. She leaned powerlessly on the bed, loosely pulling open her clothes.

Yan Qiu’s discarded jacket was on the bed. The soft wool still held her body temperature.

The little rabbit pulled the jacket into her arms, taking a deep breath.

She loves Sister Qiu’s scent.

Her body softened even more.

She was overcome by a restless urge. Lin Wanqing hadn’t known it was called desire. She unzipped all her clothes and pressed Yan Qiu’s wool coat against her burning skin.

Lin Wanqing, unclothed, hugged Yan Qiu’s coat and stood at the bathroom door, unable to glimpse the scene inside through the frosted glass.

After a long time, Yan Qiu’s voice was indifferent. “You don’t need to explain to me.”

Lin Wanqing’s heart clenched. “But I want to explain. I don’t want Sister Qiuqiu to misunderstand.”

Yan Qiu lifted the petals, rubbing them against her collarbone. Her back was covered in the little rabbit’s scratch marks. The blood streaks stung when they touched the hot water, but this pain was almost like foreplay for Yan Qiu.

Lin Wanqing heard no sound inside. She grew increasingly anxious, her eyes red from crying. She could only carefully try to pry open the tightly closed door.

It wouldn’t budge.

Lin Wanqing returned to the bed, her naked body feeling very cold, covered in goosebumps.

She had been spoiled by Yan Qiu. Suddenly being cast aside, she was both fearful of being abandoned.

Yan Qiu is manipulating her.

Lin Wanqing looked down and took out a set of gemstone jewelry from Yan Qiu’s bag, holding them up to the mirror to put around her neck.

Yan Qiu leaned back in the bathtub, her eyes closed for rest. It was bitterly cold today, and the pain in her legs was unbearable.

Sweat, whether cold sweat or steam-induced heat, covered her forehead.

Pressing her fingers into her bones, which ached intensely, Yan Qiu bit back a groan. She would never show this side of herself to anyone.

She had loved Lin Wanqing in secret for too long. She didn’t want her to see this undignified state.

Mayvis was excellent and beautiful, a mentor Lin Wanqing had always admired.

She had healthy, straight, beautiful legs. She loved running and playing tennis.

Yan Qiu’s self-esteem was shaking.

Pat-pat-pat-pat.

Someone pounded hard on the door. Yan Qiu remained motionless, never touching the door release button.

A few minutes later, the door abruptly slid open.

Yan Qiu looked in surprise at the opened door, seeing Lin Wanqing holding a key card.

Besides the button next to the bathtub, a key card could also open the bathroom door.

Yan Qiu frowned, displeased. “What are you doing in here?”

Lin Wanqing, barefoot, stepped in from the doorway. She was completely naked and vulnerable, like a willow swaying in the wind, only wearing extremely ornate and heavy 19th-century antique necklaces around her neck and ears.

With every step, the gemstones on her earlobes gently trembled and flashed.

Only wearing jewelry and no clothes made the atmosphere thick and heavy.

Lin Wanqing, blushing, gently pulled Yan Qiu’s wrist. “Sister, please don’t be angry. Please, this is Tiantian’s fault.”

Seeing Lin Wanqing sincerely apologizing, Yan Qiu’s legs suddenly stopped hurting.

Lin Wanqing wrapped her arms around Yan Qiu’s neck. “I’ve been spoiled by Sister. I can’t bear Sister treating me so coldly.”

Lin Wanqing uttered shameful, coquettish words, both naive and innocent. “Sister, spoil me a little, alright?”

The little rabbit sat obediently in the bathtub, fearfully embracing her owner.

The little rabbit didn’t know how to please her owner. She only knew her owner liked to touch her.

If touching her made her owner happy, the little rabbit was willing to be touched until she cried.

Yan Qiu’s breathing became ragged. “Get out.”

Lin Wanqing groaned, holding her even tighter. “It’s so cold outside. I want Sister to warm me up.”

Yan Qiu wanted to push her away, but her fingers involuntarily gripped her waist.

“Lin Wanqing, you don’t like me at all.”

Yan Qiu, hurt, fiercely bit Lin Wanqing’s lips, pressing her against the side of the bathtub.

Kissing.

Biting.

Hard to breathe.

Yan Qiu grasped her chin, staring directly into Lin Wanqing’s eyes. “Since you don’t like me, why are you deliberately trying to seduce me?”

Lin Wanqing just mumbled. She only instinctively wanted to get closer to Yan Qiu, craving her tenderness.

Yan Qiu was furious. “I invested in your brand. Do you think the money is too little? How much do you want? Name a number!”

Lin Wanqing struggled to articulate, “No, it’s not. I…”

Yan Qiu: “You want first place in the final? I can have all the judges give you the highest score. Are you satisfied?”

Lin Wanqing: “Sister, you misunderstood. I want to rely on my own…”

Yan Qiu: “Or do you want to intern with Mayvis? She’s the new consultant for the group. I can let you learn from her.”

Yan Qiu questioned her aggressively. “Lin Wanqing, what exactly do you want?”

Lin Wanqing fearfully hugged her waist, trying to pull their bodies even closer.

She had once wanted her mother’s care, her father’s approval, and to be a good older sister. The truth told her she deserved nothing.

She wanted Yan Qiu’s gentleness, but she didn’t dare ask for it.

Lin Wanqing suggestively touched Yan Qiu’s legs, tears welling up. “I like the feeling of Sister bullying me. I’m very durable. You can do whatever you want to me.”