Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 53.1
“Lin Wanqing, I will always believe in you.”
Yan Qiu kissed the already sleeping Lin Wanqing on the forehead, feeling absolutely secure about her.
She buried her forehead in Lin Wanqing’s embrace and took a deep breath.
The sleeping Miss Bunny was completely unaware of being taken advantage of.
“Lin Wanqing, you are so lovable,” Yan Qiu whispered, holding her Miss Bunny as she drifted into a deep, sweet sleep.
Throughout the night, Yan Qiu’s dreams were filled with the pleasant scent of Lin Wanqing.
In the morning, before Lin Wanqing woke up, she held her close, tracing her fingers along her butterfly bones.
The girl who had been tossing and turning from drinking wine last night let out whimpering sounds of distress in her throat, trying to break free from her grasp.
“Don’t move, it’s still early.”
A streak of morning light shone through the window, illuminating Yan Qiu’s back. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, acting like a curtain covering Lin Wanqing.
Miss Bunny opened her eyes in confusion, her head aching from the hangover.
Her entire body hurt, as if she had been beaten up while drunk.
Lin Wanqing squinted blurrily, looking at Yan Qiu in the morning light.
The latter smiled at her. “Good morning.”
Lin Wanqing tried to prop herself up, but the pain in her lower back and neck made her flop back onto the soft bed.
She rolled sideways into the small, warm spot where Yan Qiu’s body heat remained.
Yan Qiu laughed. “Want to lie down a little longer?”
The plump little bunny bounced slightly with the movement of her body.
The sheer, ivory-white silk nightgown outlined the beautiful curves of her body, an unspoken temptation.
Miss Bunny, smelling of milk, furrowed her brows, letting out a nearly saccharine whimper from her throat.
“I can’t lie in; I have to go to work today.”
Lin Wanqing rubbed her temple and stood up. “The company is strict about attendance.”
Yan Qiu, the boss of the company, “…”
“I can make an exception for your attendance.”
Lin Wanqing walked barefoot on the floor. She couldn’t recall crying and confiding in Yan Qiu while drunk last night.
Naturally, she didn’t remember the USB drive incident either. She only noticed Yan Qiu’s gaze was so loving it gave her goosebumps.
The poor girl could only rely on being gregarious and socially adept among many people to maintain a seemingly peaceful campus life.
Every step she took was extremely difficult; one wrong move and she could be dragged into the abyss of genuine love.
Lin Wanqing, in a flow state, found a suitable professional outfit in Yan Qiu’s walk-in closet. “I want the perfect attendance bonus.”
Yan Qiu leaned lazily against the bed. “I can give you ten times the perfect attendance bonus.”
“President Yan, does that count as a rigged system?” the intern asked.
“A beautiful little intern should be entitled to a little rigging,” Yan Qiu said, resembling a wasteful tycoon, lying in her cozy haven, taking a puff of a cigarette.
Grey smoke filled the room. Lin Wanqing opened a window to let in some air.
“I’m leaving now. I have bass practice this afternoon. If Sister Qiuqiu is interested, you can come and watch.”
Yan Qiu sensed something was off. She slipped on her slippers, walked to her side, wrapped her arms around Lin Wanqing’s waist, and placed her chin on her shoulder like a spoiled child.
“What about me? What time are you going to spend with your boss?”
“Hmm… if I don’t work overtime, I should have time tonight.”
Yan Qiu watched Lin Wanqing’s determined back as she walked away.
Her Miss Bunny, with her work to keep her company, was not keen on staying by her side.
Yan Qiu’s legs couldn’t support long periods of standing, so she weakly sat in her wheelchair.
She raised her hand to help Lin Wanqing fix her shoulder strap, her finger trailing across her beautiful waist dimple.
She lingered there.
She wanted to hug her but ultimately held back.
After Lin Wanqing walked out in her kitten heels, Yan Qiu faced the empty house, feeling insecure and anxious.
The butler: “Secretary Yu Fei is waiting for you in the reception room. You have a meeting at the new campus at ten o’clock.”
The grey-haired butler noticed Lin Wanqing’s absence. “Where is the Madam?”
Yu Fei peeked her head out of the reception room. “Yeah, where is the Madam?”
“The Madam wants her perfect attendance bonus, so she went to clock in.”
The butler was arranged by the old man and naturally cared about the couple’s emotional state. The elderly gentleman, over half a century old, looked at Yan Qiu with a condemning look, clearly disapproving.
“How much is the perfect attendance bonus worth? If the old man finds out President Yan is mistreating the Madam, he will likely be angry with you.”
Yu Fei looked eager. “But that’s the perfect attendance bonus! Five hundred yuan, you know…”
How can a working person refuse a perfect attendance bonus?
In the design department.
The manager, Pei Rou, immediately brightened up when she saw Lin Wanqing arrive.
Everyone in the department looked at Lin Wanqing as if she were a savior.
The Madam is here to save the office workers from their miserable lives!
Lin Wanqing sat down at her workstation. “Give me the draft requirements; I’ll have it done before noon.”
Pei Rou was nearly in tears. “Madam, your efficiency is too high. It’s a good thing you’re not working here long-term; otherwise, the boss would lay off our entire department.”
She had seen Lin Wanqing’s work efficiency; she was like a human drawing machine.
She had no shortcomings in setting up major fashion shows, external packaging design, souvenir design, or even communicating with partners.
A six-tool champion!
Lin Wanqing’s hand blurred across the touchpad…
The colleague next to her, who was assigned to mentor the intern, was stunned when they saw her work.
“Are you… really just here for an internship?”
The older colleague, who had intended to offer pointers to the intern, instantly adopted a submissive posture.
Working non-stop on the computer, Lin Wanqing spared a moment to say, “Not only an intern, but President Yan wants me to be a secretary. I have to clock in at the Secretarial Office two hours from now.”
Everyone: “…”
A hardcore workaholic. She was working herself to death.
In the few days she had been there, she had nearly completed the workload for the entire month.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Yan Qiu had just finished a meeting and was swallowing a painkiller in her office.
She stared at the second hand ticking on her pocket watch. “To my knowledge, you arranged an easy job for Lin Wanqing, didn’t you?”
Yu Fei: “That depends on the boss’s definition of an easy job…”
The empty office was extremely quiet. Yan Qiu took a sip of the iced black coffee.
“The sun is nice outside. Let’s go out for some air.”
Yu Fei followed behind her boss, pushing her wheelchair. The two of them passed the design department.
Compared to the bustling design department, the two people strolling through the group’s campus seemed particularly out of place.
Her yearning for her wife had reached its peak.
Yan Qiu’s fingers caressed the red scarf Lin Wanqing had given her…
She regretted not having intimacy this morning, pitying her hangover.
Yu Fei, to the shock of her boss, pulled out a pair of binoculars from her briefcase.
Yan Qiu was startled. “You have a full set of equipment.”
It’s a disgrace to make you a secretary.
Yu Fei observed for a moment, sighed, stomped her foot, and said, with a slightly affected manner, “Oh, the Madam is just too much. Why does she have to be proficient in everything, making the whole department unable to function without her? This is unacceptable~”
Yan Qiu took the binoculars from her hand.
The old employees of the construction design department were surrounding Lin Wanqing, bowing and asking for advice.
One might think Lin Wanqing was the leader.
The eyes of the old employees were practically glued to Lin Wanqing’s finger pointing at the whiteboard.
The old employee in front of the whiteboard suddenly felt a chill, sneezed heavily, and looked around.
“Is someone talking about me behind my back?”
Yan Qiu, on the opposite corridor, snorted. Yu Fei pushed her boss and smiled. “I heard the coffee shop in our campus has a new limited-edition bunny ceramic mug.”
“Only ninety-nine are being sold.”
The secretary showed the picture to her boss.
The round, white bunny looked naive and adorable, holding a small crimson peach heart, with a pink butterfly tied on its head—a style young people liked.
Yan Qiu glanced at it. “I know.”
Yu Fei pushed her boss to the elevator entrance. She suddenly received a call and had urgent work to attend to.
Yan Qiu: “You go and be busy.”
Her eyes fell on the binoculars in the secretary’s hand.
“Why do you bring binoculars to work?”
Yu Fei: “To detect the enemy.”
“Do you have enemies in the company?”
Yu Fei: “Ah, no, mainly to watch the surveillance and security when I steal things.”
Yan Qiu snatched the crime-ridden binoculars. “Why are you standing here? Isn’t work busy?”
Yu Fei covered her mouth. “Is the boss going to steal… Oh, my mouth! How can the boss’s actions be called stealing?”
Yan Qiu: “…”
Yan Qiu slowly maneuvered her wheelchair toward the only coffee shop in the campus.
She underestimated the employees’ enthusiasm for the bunny mug. The shelves were completely sold out.
“President Yan, how can I help you?”
Yan Qiu described the cup the secretary mentioned to the staff. “Are there any left?”
The staff shook their head helplessly. “The last one was bought five minutes ago. Sorry.”
Yan Qiu frowned. “Transfer one from another store.”
The store manager, seeing the big boss, immediately scurried over. “I apologize, President Yan. This mug is a New Year’s limited edition, and it’s already sold out in the province.”
“If you need one, a new batch will arrive next week, and I will personally deliver it to your office.”
Yan Qiu: “…”
Yan Qiu didn’t ask her to send it. A week was too long.
She somewhat regretted letting Lin Wanqing work at the company.
She didn’t believe the five-hundred-yuan perfect attendance bonus was more important to Lin Wanqing than she was.
The manager politely saw Yan Qiu off. “That’s strange. Why is President Yan holding a pair of binoculars?”
Yan Qiu: “…”
She held the binoculars and took the elevator upstairs, passing by the glass windows of the design department.
The entire company campus’s design was modern, using a lot of glass decorations to make the overall space very spacious and bright.
She could see all of Lin Wanqing’s movements in the office clearly from the corridor not far away, especially with the aid of the binoculars.
The designer never figured out that someone would be holding binoculars in such a high-end corporate group.
The older employee and Lin Wanqing entered a small equipment room, which had a glass curtain wall in front of it.