Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 49.2

Yan Qiu didn’t intend to pry into Lin Wanqing’s privacy, but the chat application in the bottom right corner kept flashing. Driven by an impulse, she clicked it open.

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Sister Qingqing! Our percussion club has a training performance during the winter break. You said you wanted to learn the bass—have you decided?”

“A pretty girl like Qingqing definitely needs to be cool. If I were Yan Qiu, I absolutely wouldn’t be able to resist.”

“Change your style; scare her silly.”

“How about we go all out and get a skull tattoo on your face? That would be so cool.”

Yan Qiu: “…”

She was mentally polluted just by imagining that scene.

How do I convince Lin Wanqing to give up tattooing a skull on her face?

My sweet, soft little rabbit.

Lin Wanqing replied using her phone, and Yan Qiu could see the conversation update simultaneously on the laptop.

Lin Wanqing: I don’t think so…

Lin Wanqing: My President Yan won’t agree. She won’t let me through the door.

Lan Xiaoxiao: Oh, right. Your Aunty—no, Sister—is so strict. Stricter than my mom.

Lin Wanqing: …Your mom probably wouldn’t let you tattoo a skull on your face either.

Lin Wanqing: I’ll think about the bass. I really like it, but…

Lin Wanqing didn’t finish her sentence. She had never pursued any personal hobbies.

Apart from her talent in perfumery and painting, she had hardly tried anything unrelated to work or profit.

Yan Qiu closed the laptop. “I remember a foreign celebrity who is going to collaborate with our company. Go find out what brand of bass guitar she uses.”

Yu Fei: “Should I look at the price range?”

Yan Qiu frowned, tapping her finger on the guardrail. “Has the corporation gone bankrupt? Do I need to worry about the price just to buy a musical instrument?”

Yu Fei’s knees went weak, utterly convinced by the capitalist.

A few days later, Lin Wanqing arrived at the hospital with the corn shrimp dumplings. She hesitated at the door for a long time, not daring to enter.

“Madam, the Boss is waiting for you inside.”

The tall, burly bodyguard at the door told Lin Wanqing, “The Boss has been asking if you’ve arrived since three hours ago.”

Lin Wanqing forced a helpless smile. She wanted to learn a musical instrument during the winter break and was worried Yan Qiu would object.

Lin Wanqing never forgot the agreement she signed with Yan Qiu: she had to play the role of a wife well.

How could a wife neglect her home? Neglect her partner who is disabled in both legs?

Pursuing a so-called hobby was simply ridiculous for a wealthy wife.

Lin Wanqing lowered her head, holding the insulated food container, and pushed open the heavy door to the hospital room.

Yan Qiu was sitting by the window, looking out at the heavy, snow-covered persimmons.

She was shelling roasted peanuts, one by one, into an octagonal, silver lotus-shaped dish.

The moment she saw Lin Wanqing, Yan Qiu smiled warmly. “Come, have some peanuts.”

Lin Wanqing stood still, pursing her lips. She obediently opened the insulated container in front of her.

She gently tugged at Yan Qiu’s sleeve. Her pursed lips were coated with strawberry-flavored lip gloss.

She took the initiative to kiss Yan Qiu’s cheek. Dissatisfied, she kissed her mouth and then the center of her lips.

Yan Qiu was a little stunned by the little rabbit’s sudden enthusiasm. She put her arm around the girl’s waist, pulling her onto her lap.

“You’ve worked hard these past few days. What kind of reward does Sweetheart want?”

Lin Wanqing’s eyes flickered. “Anything is possible?”

Yan Qiu’s seductive, siren-like voice whispered in her ear. Yan Qiu wasn’t truly hungry; she was just waiting for Lin Wanqing, eager to see her.

The translucent shrimp dumplings were thin-skinned and generously filled with bright yellow corn kernels.

Yan Qiu picked one up to taste. “Sweetheart is my wife. To have my wife’s affection, the price is naturally not a problem.”

Lin Wanqing’s heart fluttered. “I…”

Lin Wanqing looked at her pleadingly, her soft, floppy rabbit ears drooping.

“Can I spend a few hours every day practicing percussion with my friends?”

Lin Wanqing watched her anxiously, tugging at Yan Qiu’s sleeve coquettishly.

“It won’t delay taking care of Sister Qiuqiu, and it won’t delay cooking for Sister Qiuqiu.”

Lin Wanqing put forward the seemingly reasonable request like a little wife who had been constantly bullied, but she was worried that Yan Qiu, who held the power of the family, would refuse.

“Is it okay?”

Lin Wanqing nibbled on the button of Yan Qiu’s collar, quietly asking, “To make up for being an undutiful wife, Sister Qiuqiu can do whatever she wants with me.”

The beautiful girl offered what she considered an embarrassing and excessive condition, but in Yan Qiu’s eyes, it was merely the pursuit of a perfectly reasonable hobby.

Seeing the girl in her arms crying and rubbing against her, nibbling on her button—she wouldn’t refuse anything.

Yan Qiu placed her hand on Lin Wanqing’s chest and quickly unbuttoned her clothes.

Her mischievous fingers gently kneaded Lin Wanqing’s breast.

The girl in her arms whimpered, wanting to resist, but she obediently leaned on Yan Qiu.

She cried even more pitifully.

Yan Qiu said with malicious amusement, “No, you cannot.”

Lin Wanqing looked up in disbelief, her eyes welling up with tears, a soft sob catching in her throat.

“Can’t we really negotiate? I already made plans with my friends…”

Yan Qiu’s smile was knowing and teasing. “So, Sweetheart took action first and is now presenting me with a fait accompli, believing I would agree? Then what is the point of asking me now?”

Lin Wanqing shivered all over, the light in her eyes vanishing completely. She docilely allowed Yan Qiu to touch her.

The Miss Rabbit would never fight for her own rights.

Her beautiful fingers tightly gripped Yan Qiu’s sleeve, enduring something extreme.

Yan Qiu: “Won’t you plead a little more?”

“Since Sister Qiuqiu doesn’t want me to go, then I won’t. Now that I think about it, I don’t really love the bass that much.”

Yan Qiu touched her small face, forcibly held the girl’s hands, and pressed her onto the bed.

“Since Sweetheart is asking for something, you should act like someone begging.”

Lin Wanqing was utterly wronged. “Didn’t you say I couldn’t?!”

Her lips, red with anger, were bitten. The hospital room was deathly quiet.

In broad daylight, nurses pushed carts down the corridor outside.

A doctor knocked twice on the door. Assuming no one was in the room, he muttered something and left.

“Stop, I beg you, someone will come in…”

Lin Wanqing painfully bit Yan Qiu’s shoulder. “I’m begging you, please don’t, woo woo woo.”

Lin Wanqing weakly clung to Yan Qiu’s neck. “You’re horrible! I won’t study! Let me go!”

Yan Qiu touched her skirt and found it wet. There was a streak of moisture on her finger.

“You say no, but your body is quite honest,” Yan Qiu smeared the watery finger on her lips. “Your body truly can’t be without a woman for a moment. You deserve to die in bed.”

To be allowed to learn the bass, Lin Wanqing endured Yan Qiu’s teasing, finally collapsing weakly by the bed, her body trembling slightly.

Her hair was messy over her face, and she was sweating all over.

She had been thoroughly taken advantage of, inside and out.

Who would have thought Yan Qiu would keep a toy in the hospital room?

The overly aggressive plastic device buzzed on the bedsheet.

Yan Qiu held her body, gently kissing Lin Wanqing’s face. “Sweetheart is so cute. How could I bully Sweetheart?”

Lin Wanqing: “…”

You just want to fuck me, that’s all!

Lin Wanqing flinched, not daring to avoid Yan Qiu’s kisses.

“Sister Qiuqiu…”

The girl’s voice was completely hoarse. Yan Qiu covered her lips. “Still have the energy to talk? I must not have been hardworking enough just now.”

Yan Qiu bit her ear. “Sweetheart’s abdomen is very flat. When will you be able to give birth to a child?”

Lin Wanqing looked at her in horrified alarm, making soft whimpering sounds.

Yan Qiu said, “I really want a child that belongs only to us. Ultimately, I haven’t been diligent enough. I should be more assiduous.”

When Lin Wanqing returned to school, she walked with a limp.

Lan Xiaoxiao looked at her in horror. “Are the punks on the back street of our school that brazen?”

“I didn’t run into any punks. I fell down.”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Then why are you holding your butt?!”

“I fell on my butt.”

Lin Wanqing lied without batting an eye. Last night, she had literally fainted on the hospital bed.

When the doctor came in, he saw her looking weaker than the patient himself and even put her on a glucose drip.

Yan Qiu claimed she was hypoglycemic.

Lin Wanqing stared blankly at the snow-covered greenery. The more she walked, the stranger her body felt, as if she had been cooked all the way through.

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Someone delivered a bass to our club this morning. They said it’s for you. Go collect it.”

Her roommate dragged Lin Wanqing toward the club room. Lin Wanqing stumbled after her, trying her best to look normal.

Lan Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue in amazement. “The scene this morning! I thought a major celebrity had come to school. A black Maybach luxury car, four men in black suits, wearing white gloves, carrying the instrument out of a combination lock case.”

Lin Wanqing imagined the scene. If a few men in black suits carried a wooden box in their hands…

She shivered. The image felt eerie.

From her roommate’s description, Lin Wanqing knew it was from Yan Qiu.

She went to the club room, unpacked the wooden box, and found a brown-black, banana-shaped bass. Just looking at it, she knew it was incredibly expensive.

There was a signature on the surface.

Lin Wanqing wiped the signature with her hand. “Is this printed on?”

Lan Xiaoxiao gasped, jumping up in shock. “That’s a genuine signature from Jād Dominick! He’s the industry’s founding master! A concert ticket from him is scalped for tens of thousands of dollars!”

Lin Wanqing, completely clueless, asked, “That amazing?”

Lan Xiaoxiao: “You don’t know???”

“I don’t really understand…”

Lan Xiaoxiao looked at the instrument as if she were seeing a sign of great fortune. She didn’t even dare to touch it with her bare hands, hastily putting on the provided gloves and lightly running her fingers over it.

She was more cautious than when secretly touching the professor’s bald head.

“Yan Qiu gave this to you?” Lan Xiaoxiao’s gaze toward Lin Wanqing changed. “If I owned this, I would burn incense and make offerings to it for generations, bowing three times every day at set times.”

Lin Wanqing: “Instruments should be used…”

Lan Xiaoxiao stated the estimated price of the bass. “At this price, it can be used for blessings to protect all jazz lovers.”

Lin Wanqing casually plucked a string. “It sounds quite good.”

She knew at a glance that the item hadn’t been prepared on the spot. So, when Yan Qiu told her yesterday that she couldn’t learn it, she was just teasing her…

Lin Wanqing still felt a strange sensation in her body.

I was taken advantage of for nothing! QAQ

Lan Xiaoxiao waved her hand in front of Lin Wanqing. “Are you possessed? Aren’t you going to bow to the bass and get it blessed?”

Lin Wanqing told her to go away, her face flushed with embarrassment. She quietly said, “I’m not possessed. Let’s go practice.”

She rubbed her aching back and leaned against the wall to look through the sheet music.

Her empty heart was suddenly filled. As a child, she never dared to ask for any hobbies. Whatever class her parents signed her up for, she would obediently attend. If she didn’t do well, she would be mocked and cursed.

She was lying if she said she wasn’t hurt when Yan Qiu refused her yesterday. She had already gotten used to it.

But now, her hobby was being respected. Lin Wanqing wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Yan Qiu is truly a good person.

Yan Qiu, who had been given a ‘good person card,’ was completely unaware.

In the hospital room, Yan Qiu received a small sample of perfume that Lin Wanqing had sent her. She tucked it into the deepest part of her bag.

The doctor said, “Your legs have recovered enough. You can be discharged tomorrow. I’ve prescribed some tonic medications that you need to take regularly and according to the dosage.”

“What kind of tonic medicine?”

The doctor looked through the medical record. “According to the examination, you have varying degrees of muscle strain in your lower back, and your body is prone to producing blood stasis. I’ve prescribed some health supplements to enhance your physical fitness.”

The doctor was a little puzzled as to why this distinguished patient would suffer a low back muscle sprain and minor injuries during her hospital stay.

The hospital security needs to be improved a little.

Yu Fei: “…”

Yan Qiu was shaken. “Are you saying I’ve reached the age where I need to take medicine just to be full of vitality?!”