Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 48.1

Yan Qiu leaned against the doorway, not sitting in her wheelchair, looking frail and sick, as if she might gasp for breath and pass out at any moment.

She walked in and grabbed Lin Wanqing’s hand, repeating,

“Miss Rabbit, I’ve caught you.”

The secretary, who had been discussing the boss’s condition, looked on in horror, her hand trembling as she prepared to call the doctor.

How could she be sleepwalking and talking suggestive nonsense!

Lin Wanqing met her obsessive gaze and whispered, “Who is Miss Rabbit?”

Lin Wanqing’s voice was too soft, as light as a spring breeze passing over a lake, and Yan Qiu’s entire heart melted.

Yan Qiu spoke deliriously, “It’s dangerous here. I’ll take you back.”

Lin Wanqing paused, looking at Yan Qiu’s legs which trembled constantly from the pain. A wave of pity washed over her, and she immediately lifted Yan Qiu in a bridal carry.

Yan Qiu looked slender but wasn’t heavy.

Lin Wanqing bounced her slightly while holding her, saying, “Be good, Sister Qiuqiu. Go to bed and sleep.”

Yan Qiu’s face was flushed crimson from the fever, and her ears were burning hot. She leaned hazily against Lin Wanqing’s shoulder.

“You call me ‘Sister’?”

“Hmm, what else would I call you?”

“Given my age, you could call me ‘Auntie’.”

Lin Wanqing was silent for a moment. “It’s not that serious, not that serious. You haven’t reached Auntie’s age yet.”

Yan Qiu, whose brain was nearly fried by the fever, was somewhat placated. She leaned against Lin Wanqing docilely, making it easier for her to be carried.

After putting her on the bed, the secretary peeked her head in from the doorway.

So shippable! So shippable! Miss Lin is so strong!

Yu Fei suddenly realized that Lin Wanqing might be the dominant one in the relationship.

The look in her eyes as she gazed at Lin Wanqing changed: Breathtaking. A model for our generation.

Lin Wanqing, unaware of Yu Fei’s wild thoughts behind her, gently placed Yan Qiu on the bed and tucked her in with the blanket.

She used a personal handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Yan Qiu’s forehead. The handkerchief carried a scent of bitter orange blossom.

“Why are you still standing there? Call and have her sent to the hospital.”

Yu Fei quickly picked up the phone to communicate. “Yes, the same place as before. Our boss… her mind isn’t quite right. The fever has made her delirious. What exactly happened? Ah, can I say that? It’s not appropriate, is it? Why are you doctors so gossipy?”

“The doctor will be here soon. Don’t worry, I’ll stay by your side.”

Yan Qiu tightly gripped Lin Wanqing’s wrist with a strength that didn’t seem possible for a patient. “When I get better, I will definitely send Yu Fei to Africa to dig roads.”

“Alright…”

As the high fever slowly receded, Yan Qiu’s lips remained dazzlingly red, as if she had just eaten a child.

Hot air puffed out with her words. “I can carry Tiantian.”

“What?”

“If I hadn’t been sick, I could carry you, just like you carried me.”

Oh, a bridal carry.

Guided by the benevolent principle of prioritizing the patient, Lin Wanqing said gently, “Okay, Sister Qiuqiu, be careful not to hurt your back.”

Until the ambulance took Yan Qiu to the private hospital, she held onto Lin Wanqing’s hand the entire time.

The doctor sighed in distress, “Please, the patient needs to cooperate.”

Yan Qiu’s grip on Lin Wanqing’s wrist intensified, only slowly releasing her hand after receiving an IV drip and a sedative.

Lin Wanqing’s wrist was left with a horrifying patch of blue and purple bruises.

Yan Qiu woke up in the hospital bed the next day around noon. The back of her head felt like it had been smashed with a beer bottle.

She rubbed her aching head, and Yu Fei, who was working nearby, immediately raised the boss’s bed.

“You have a headache? I’ll call the doctor right away.”

Yan Qiu gasped. Every pulse of pain was like a chisel tapping on a fragile nerve.

Yu Fei: “The doctor said it’s likely a side effect of the sedative. It should pass soon. If the boss has any concerns, you can undergo relevant tests.”

“What concerns?”

Yan Qiu hadn’t fully recovered her senses, her memory lingering on “Miss Rabbit, I’ve caught you.”

The nine-year-old Miss Rabbit was fair and tender, only reaching her waist, about the same height as her cousin who had just started first grade. She had two small dimples when she smiled.

How could she let the little blind girl run around? She was worried.

Yu Fei looked through the medical records, her tone unusually gentle. “Boss, your headache… perhaps you were hit with a stick. If you have any concerns, you can undergo relevant tests.”

Yan Qiu glanced at her. “If you don’t want to work, you can say so. I’ll give you N+1 compensation.”

“…I think I’ll stay. I can maximize my value by being with the boss.”

Yan Qiu, dragging her broken body, sat in the wheelchair. “Where is Lin Wanqing? I need to find her.”

Wheeling her chair, she pushed open the door to the patient room. The private hospital’s inpatient building was several times better than a public hospital, with each room featuring a separate suite.

It was nearly identical to the presidential suites Yan Qiu often stayed in.

Yu Fei’s expression became more serious. “Several of the Yan family relatives heard that the boss was seriously ill and hospitalized. The news spread quickly, and they all want to come to the hospital to see you. Miss Lin is currently dealing with them.”

Yan Qiu’s expression was grave. Her wheelchair slowly rolled toward a tightly closed door, from which muffled, noisy voices could faintly be heard.

Yu Fei raised her hand to knock, but Yan Qiu stopped her.

The secretary looked puzzled. “Boss?”

Yan Qiu: “Let’s listen to what those people are saying first.”

“How could someone like President Yan fancy you? You probably hooked up with President Yan before the marriage, coming from such a small family.”

“Stop blocking the way. You really think you’re the lady of the Yan family now?”

“She does have some looks, I’ll admit. But she should be more grounded and find a suitable family to marry into. Young people these days always aim to climb the social ladder.”

“Little girl, I advise you to be honest about Yan Qiu’s assets. When you two divorce, I might even be able to let you take some things with you.”

Standing amidst the group of jackals and vultures, Lin Wanqing’s expression was indifferent, devoid of the fear and helplessness they expected.

The distinct smell of disinfectant in the hospital made the quiet atmosphere feel sharp.

Lin Wanqing: “President Yan will wake up soon. Why don’t you ask her directly?”

A flicker of awkwardness crossed their faces, and they quickly changed the subject: “The Lin family has gone bankrupt, yet you still have the nerve to stay in the Yan family. You have no shame.”

Outside the door, Yan Qiu’s face was dark. She gripped the edge of her wheelchair so tightly that the metal handle nearly warped.

Yu Fei spat, “These hags are truly awful. They’re like a flock of vultures. Such bad luck.”

“Don’t rush. Let’s hear what Lin Wanqing says.”

A look of surprise flashed across Yu Fei’s face. Could it be that the boss doesn’t trust Miss Lin?

Yan Qiu didn’t know what she was waiting for. She hoped to hear a rebuttal and a counterattack from Lin Wanqing.

For example, that they hadn’t signed any prenuptial agreement, and even if they divorced, Lin Wanqing would get more than half the assets.

She wanted to hear Lin Wanqing say that while the Lin family had indeed gone bankrupt, Yan Qiu had acquired the vast majority of the Lin family’s industries, recording all profits and dividends in Lin Wanqing’s account, with Yan Qiu bearing the risk alone.

Uncertain about the stability of their relationship, Yan Qiu hoped to give Lin Wanqing more material security.

Separated by just a door, Lin Wanqing said to the caustic relatives in front of her,

“I know my place. I haven’t acted recklessly just because I’m Yan Qiu’s wife. I’m merely fulfilling the duties expected of a wife.”

The moment Lin Wanqing finished speaking, the entire room fell silent, and everyone looked at Lin Wanqing with a strange expression.

“I will not covet Yan Qiu’s assets, nor will I try to interfere with her freedom. I cannot make decisions on her behalf; you should ask her yourselves.”

Lin Wanqing’s calm voice struck everyone’s heart like a bolt of lightning.

“As you said, the Lin family went bankrupt, and I have no backing. Why would you think Yan Qiu would be stupid enough to inform me of all her assets? I have self-awareness. Do you have no clue about Yan Qiu’s character?”

The relatives’ faces alternated between expressions, and they looked at Lin Wanqing with vigilance.

Lin Wanqing did not want to speak to them further. She pushed the door open forcefully. The doctor said Yan Qiu should be awake by now, and she needed to check on her.

The heavy door swung open, revealing Yan Qiu in her wheelchair and her secretary, who quickly covered her mouth, having accidentally heard a secret.

Lin Wanqing was surprised and took half a step back. “Sister Qiuqiu?”

“President Yan!”

The relatives behind her looked like they had seen a ghost!

How could she be here? Shouldn’t she be lying in bed—

Yan Qiu’s gaze swept over the crowd, looking at the people as if they were inanimate objects. “Yu Fei, kick all these people out. No one is allowed to visit while I’m hospitalized.”

Yu Fei: “Yes. I’ll take care of it now.”

“Bring the board meeting forward to next month, lest those old fogeys forget that I’m still alive, and be so spineless as to send these foolish, fat-headed people to test the waters.”

Even being cursed to their faces, none of the relatives dared to say a word.

The middle-aged woman who had mentioned “divorce” moments ago was so frightened her legs went weak. Her husband had just been promoted this year, and their entire family’s reputation depended on him.

“President Yan, President Yan, please be the bigger person. My mouth is truly foul. You…”

Before the woman could finish, a bodyguard covered her mouth, and she was dragged out of the room.

Lin Wanqing was shielded by Yan Qiu, then gently tossed into the room like a small rabbit grabbed by the scruff of its neck.

All the relatives saw this, and every single one of them finally understood Lin Wanqing’s importance to Yan Qiu.

Yu Fei stood at the doorway, hands on her hips, and spat outside. “What kind of skill is it to bully Miss Lin? You’re all miserable, so why are you encouraging others to divorce? Can’t you wish for anything good?”

Everyone: “…”

Yu Fei: “Stupid idiots.”