You Should’ve Said Earlier that you’re Such a Little Flirt! - Chapter 35

Xu Qingqiong also enjoyed being held by Lin Konglu like this after they were finished; it felt incredibly comfortable.

Their body temperatures would transfer to one another without reservation, making them feel almost as if they were merging into one. Their entangled limbs represented emotions they felt too shy to voice.

Before humans had language, was this how they expressed their feelings?

She looked up, suddenly wanting to see Lin Konglu’s expression.

But Lin Konglu abruptly covered her eyes.

A bit confused, Xu Qingqiong asked, “What’s wrong?”

Lin Konglu’s voice was somewhat muffled. “Nothing.” Her emotions were tightly suppressed.

Xu Qingqiong felt something was off and reached out to touch her face. Lin Konglu couldn’t dodge in time, and as Xu Qingqiong’s fingers brushed her cheek, she felt a slight, damp trail of moisture.

Before she could think, as if trying to avoid something, Lin Konglu covered her eyes again and leaned in to kiss her.

The movement was urgent and impulsive. Xu Qingqiong let out a small cry of surprise; the tiny spark of doubt that had just risen was instantly scattered as her senses blurred. She was dragged, muddled and helpless, back into the whirlpool of desire.

Only one vague thought remained in her mind: —If we do this a few more times, I’m going to end up with kidney deficiency.

What was going on? Lin Konglu was being so fierce.

…

Once Lin Konglu saw that she was exhausted and fast asleep, she lightly stepped out of bed. She partially closed the bathroom door and leaned her hands against the sink.

She reflected on herself; she really couldn’t afford to get too carried away.

The moment Xu Qingqiong touched her face, her heart nearly stopped from the fright. For a split second, she thought her secret was out.

To put it bluntly, Lin Konglu had never received a definitive answer from her before. Now that Xu Qingqiong’s attitude was gradually softening, it gave her a sense of surreal, blurred unreality.

Because of that, she was even more afraid that it would pop like a bubble.

She composed her emotions and was about to head back to the bedroom when she suddenly saw a message from Barfu: “Two of the directors have finally softened and agreed to meet privately to talk.”

She paused for a moment, then took her phone out onto the balcony.

She replied succinctly: “Set a time.”

Barff noted it down and then mentioned, “Lin Shuhai’s physical exam results from the hospital came out recently…”

“Irritability, emotional apathy, paranoia… these can all be described as very typical early-onset Alzheimer’s symptoms.”

After she finished speaking, there was a silence on Lin Konglu’s end. “But we still need to wait a bit longer.”

To use this to prove he had lost his decision-making capacity probably wasn’t enough yet.

He had made poor judgments before, leading to the failure of several large projects, but Lin Konglu had turned the tide and managed to patch things up. So, on the surface, it appeared there was nothing wrong with his decision-making.

Currently, the board was still under Lin Shuhai’s control; no matter how much Lin Konglu did, it was useless. They could only wait for the future.

Lin Konglu said softly, “Thank you for your hard work.”

Barff didn’t stand on ceremony. “I have to live up to the salary I’m getting.”

Barff received two paychecks: one as the assistant to the Ses director, and another that Lin Konglu deposited into her account privately. Barfu had been Lin Konglu’s assistant since graduating from university, over four years now. She understood Lin Konglu’s predicament very well.

On one hand, Lin Shuhai had never taken Lin Konglu seriously. Calling her a “string puppet” was a compliment; he never intended to actually give her Ses, viewing her only as a useful tool to relay orders until she was exhausted.

On the other hand, Lin Shuhai was an extremely controlling man. He was arrogant to his core, looked down on everyone, and refused to let anything slip from his grasp.

Previously, Lin Konglu had tried to start a small company privately. It had barely been registered and hadn’t even opened for business before it was suppressed with a heavy hand.

Barff had heard that six months ago, for some unknown reason, Lin Shuhai had arranged many blind dates for Lin Konglu. She didn’t know how Lin Konglu had eventually convinced him otherwise.

Lin Konglu rarely mentioned these things, though fatigue could occasionally be seen in her eyes.

Lin Konglu stared at the rows of landscape trees below. Even though the leaves were lush and green, autumn had arrived, and a hint of decline was visible.

She gave a cold smile.

Lin Shuhai wanted to control her, but wasn’t she also subtly controlling him?

All those messy decisions he made had been secretly remedied by Lin Konglu. On the surface, everything looked fine, but if those issues were truly brought to light, he really would be sent to a nursing home as an Alzheimer’s patient.

Lin Shuhai was bloated with self-importance, still thinking he was a general holding great power.

It was just that she hadn’t been in a hurry before. She glanced back toward the bedroom. But now, she couldn’t help but be in a rush.

Lin Konglu returned to the bedroom. The temperature had dropped at night, and her hands were quite cold from standing on the balcony for so long.

Xu Qingqiong was sound asleep, lying on her side with her back turned.

Lin Konglu lay down beside her and watched her for a while, then intentionally reached out with her cold hand to touch her face.

Xu Qingqiong frowned impatiently and turned her face away, but Lin Konglu persistently tried again.

Xu Qingqiong flipped over to dodge her, reaching her limit of tolerance, but ended up plunging straight into her arms.

Lin Konglu opened her arms and hugged her, using one palm to gently rub the small of her back. Today, Xu Qingqiong had indeed been pushed a bit too far; toward the end, she had been so overwhelmed she wanted to bite her.

Lin Konglu felt quite apologetic about it.

Whether it was because the movement was too large or something else, Lin Konglu let out a hum and opened her eyes blearily.

She pressed down on Xu Qingqiong’s wrist to keep her from moving and gave the back of her hand a slightly resentful pat. “Don’t touch.”

She had really been frightened by Lin Konglu’s “vicious outburst” today and thought she was being restless and wanted to do something else.

After being scolded, Lin Konglu’s hand obediently stayed on her back.

But while her hand stopped moving, her mouth went to kiss her eyes.

Xu Qingqiong was so tired she couldn’t take it anymore. She pulled Lin Konglu into her embrace, cupped her face, and gave her a messy kiss with her eyes closed, saying casually, “Alright, alright, be good, okay?”

Lin Konglu froze for a moment. She wrapped her arms around her waist, pressed her ear against her chest, and whispered, “Mm, I’ll be good.”

Xu Qingqiong was so groggy she didn’t even hear what she said. She only knew she had stopped moving, so she reached out and patted her head as if praising a puppy, then kissed her again.

…

Xu Qingqiong had originally thought nothing of it, but as the wedding day drew closer, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

For most people, a wedding happens only once in a lifetime—it’s a very precious memory.

And… she had been agonizing over whether or not to tell Auntie Chun.

As it turned out, the next day, Auntie Chun called her into her office and had her sit down for tea.

After drinking for a while, she suddenly said out of nowhere, “Is Lin Konglu not busy lately?”

Xu Qingqiong froze, wondering why she was suddenly asking this.

Auntie Chun’s next sentence got straight to the point: “You two are together, aren’t you?”

Actually, she had felt something was wrong that day. Xu Qingqiong hadn’t been close to anyone for years; why would a “junior high classmate” suddenly appear?

Moreover, she vaguely felt the name Lin Konglu sounded familiar. Later, she went through things with Xu Jiawei and remembered why.

Xu Qingqiong had actually confessed to them quite early, around junior high, saying she liked a girl.

Xu Jiawei hadn’t said anything at the time, but she was quite anxious privately and often talked about it.

Xu Jiawei wasn’t surprised by Xu Qingqiong’s orientation; she was more concerned with a type of proactive worry. Her own daughter hadn’t been raised well and had lost her life for a man. Xu Qingqiong couldn’t be like that.

So she had been cautious and indirect, eventually getting the name of the girl she liked out of Xu Qingqiong.

She discovered the two girls got along very well. At that age, they were just kids with no overstepping or inappropriate behavior—just a muddled, innocent bond.

Instead, she worried that saying something might trigger a rebellion in the two teenagers.

But before she could think further, Xu Qingqiong had her accident. The matter was simply dropped.

Who would have thought that after a full circle, the two girls would end up together again?

Xu Qingqiong felt a bit shy. “Yes.”

Auntie Chun intentionally put on a stern face. “Then why did you tell me last time you were just friends?”

Xu Qingqiong couldn’t explain the specific situation, so her tone was hesitant. “Last time we…”

Auntie Chun’s tone was one of realization. “You were having a fight, weren’t you?”

“I saw that Xiao Lu took the initiative to hold your hand, and you even brushed her off.”

Xu Qingqiong: “Uh… mm.” She didn’t expect Auntie Chun to remember that, so she had to go along with it and admit it.

“Qingqiong.” Auntie Chun’s voice became a bit more serious. “The reason your grandmother always spoke to you was to get you to take relationships seriously and carefully, wanting you to find someone you truly like.”

“Since you’ve found her now, you should take the responsibility you’re supposed to.”

“Fighting is fine, but basic respect must be maintained. How can you have such an attitude?”

“Is it really that hard to acknowledge her as your girlfriend?”

Xu Qingqiong was stunned. Perhaps it was because they had been getting along so easily and naturally lately.

She had originally thought righteously that since it was a contract marriage and there were no feelings involved—more of a mutual need—acknowledging it or not didn’t matter.

Now, she felt a bit guilty.

If dating is about taking and giving—learning how to love within the balance and pull of emotions—marriage emphasizes responsibility and obligation.

To be responsible…

And she was currently performing very much like an irresponsible “scumbag” woman. She didn’t even dare to admit it.

She had originally planned to tell Auntie Chun about the wedding, but now she found it hard to say.

How could she say it?

When evening came, Lin Konglu arrived to pick her up.

Lin Konglu glanced at her and asked, “Unhappy at work?”

She shook her head, leaning back against the seat, looking a bit distracted.

After arriving home, Lin Konglu didn’t rush to get out of the car. Her eyes were filled with concern. “What exactly is wrong?”

Xu Qingqiong muttered, “Stop asking.”

The better Lin Konglu treated her, the worse she felt about herself.

Lin Konglu touched her cheek. “You can’t tell me?”

Meeting her eyes, Xu Qingqiong couldn’t hold it back and said somewhat dejectedly, “It’s just that this afternoon, Auntie Chun asked if we were together…” She gave Lin Konglu a summary of the main points.

Xu Qingqiong: “I’m so cowardly. I don’t even dare to say we’re getting married.”

“I’m so irresponsible. I’m such a jerk.”

Lin Konglu thought it was something major, but she was instantly amused.

Lin Konglu: “Then do you want to marry me?”

“Of course I do!”

“That’s enough then.” Lin Konglu said slowly, “As long as you are willing, that’s enough.”

“It’s not irresponsible. You’re about to get a marriage certificate with me—if that’s not being responsible, what is?”

Xu Qingqiong was stunned for a moment. She couldn’t help but savor those words, thinking: How does Lin Konglu make everything sound so good?

But she hesitated for a moment and said coyly, “Then you have to come with me to tell Auntie Chun.”

She was a little scared.

When it came to matters of principle, Auntie Chun really would hit a child. Back then, if she made a mistake, her grandmother would play the “good cop” while Auntie Chun played the “bad cop.” One gave her a spiritual cleansing, the other conducted a physical intervention.

It had made her “miserable” enough to never repeat the mistake.

Getting married without saying a word… this “mistake” felt big enough for Auntie Chun to pick up a feather duster and hit her three hundred times.

Lin Konglu suppressed a smile and said, “Alright.”

Xu Qingqiong sighed and patted her shoulder, comforting her, “Don’t worry, it’s actually not that scary. If Auntie Chun really starts hitting people, I’ll definitely run first.”

Lin Konglu: “?”

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