Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune 78

Chapter 78

Lin Shuxing was sick.

Fang Yi was fully responsible for this.

How the ice cream was finished that day was already unclear.

The sweet and cold sensation melted on the tip of her tongue. For the first time, Fang Yi could so clearly distinguish the layers of texture, delicate, layer by layer, with a beginning and an end, slowly extending and turning, always with many subtle differences.

The hazelnut crumbs were very crisp. A light touch of the teeth would make the fruity fragrance tremble and spread. The snow top was very soft. The young lady had taught her to savor it slowly, licking it and rolling it into her hot throat, holding it between her lips for a moment, a self-deceiving “warmth.”

Fang Yi had always been a fast learner, and her appetite was also much larger than Lin Shuxing had imagined.

Her silence covered up most of her surging selfish thoughts. Draped in a cool layer of disguise, when the world could finally catch a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg, the tremor in their hearts was already deafening.

By the time Lin Shuxing realized this, the woman’s long, slender, and broad hand was already pressing on the back of her hand, slowly invading every inch of the gaps, their ten fingers intertwined.

Fang Yi’s hands were very large. When her palms were together, they could completely envelop the young lady’s soft hands. Even though Lin Shuxing had played the piano for many years and had developed long, slender knuckles, they still looked very small and delicate in front of her, revealing a hint of pitiful obedience. Under the inescapable encirclement, she could only curl up.

Fang Yi’s true feelings were only spoken on very rare occasions. Most of the time, she was still silent and would often blush.

She could only rely on a pair of diligent and powerful hands to pour out her feelings, answering Lin Shuxing’s inquiries about love over and over again.

Lin Shuxing hated Fang Yi’s personality to the point of gritting her teeth. It was as if with just a word from her golden mouth and jade teeth, she could easily crush her carefully laid out seduction.

If this kind of thing also had talent, Lin Shuxing considered herself a genius, then Fang Yi was completely a late bloomer… maybe not too late. Heaven knows what she had secretly learned while being nonchalant and pretending to be serious.

At first, Fang Yi didn’t admit it, and with an innocent face, she said that she was just trying it out, and that her technique and hand speed had always been very good.

The end of her words was light and airy, and she habitually touched her nose.

Lin Shuxing had seen this expression too many times. It clearly said “lying,” but she had no way to deal with it. She gritted her teeth and could only throw a small tantrum, biting the woman’s shoulder and hand.

Although this behavior was more like a kind of reward.

The scratch marks on Fang Yi’s back were much heavier than the bite marks on her shoulder. The soft and boneless little star was as soft as a cat, and also like a cat, she only retained this pitifully small amount of sharp aggressiveness.

When it hurt, she would scratch. When she was happy, she would still unconsciously pinch.

When she took a shower afterward, the water rushed over her, and the wound stung. At first glance, her snow-white back was covered with red marks. The wounds were not deep, but they were very shocking.

The young lady felt a sense of guilt. With a sore waist and weak legs, she insisted on applying medicine to Fang Yi in the steamy bathroom, her wet eyelashes lowered, and she gently stroked the marks she had made.

Her soft and weak fingertips slid down from her butterfly bone. When the medicine touched the broken skin, the woman with her back to her would also tremble slightly with the rhythm of her breathing.

Fang Yi was not a machine, not a cold program. She was a person of flesh and blood.

She had also been a small one, walking with one deep and one shallow step, from the backlit small village road to the sunlight, slowly growing taller, growing up, and finally standing in front of herself.

Lin Shuxing looked at the winding scar on her waist, and suddenly felt her heartbeat become very slow, very light.

This realization made Lin Shuxing feel very strange.

“If only I were older than you.” She sighed softly.

“Hm?”

“I also want to participate in your growth, so that the past you didn’t have to work so hard.”

The files that the private detective had dug up were like a third-rate movie script, sincerely bestowing countless small hardships. She had to go through countless struggles, countless failures, to walk out on this relatively glamorous path.

“Let me raise you, to fill your missing childhood. I will give you the best of everything. You don’t have to bear so much, and you don’t have to consider so much. You just have to hold my hand.”

“I’ll buy you the most beautiful clothes, make you the most delicious food. When you’re on vacation, we’ll go on a trip. If you’re not on vacation, I’ll buy your company and let you have a vacation.”

“I’ll prepare a warm flannel blanket in the winter, with hot milk and warm vanilla cookies, and tell you a bedtime story. Have you ever heard a fairy tale…?”

“…”

She was almost coaxing her like a child.

The young lady wrapped her arms around her from behind, her voice a little hoarse, with a unique gentle and soothing quality after the fact, her palm gently patting her.

Fang Yi sensed that she was getting closer and closer, her chin gently resting on her shoulder, and she said in a low voice, “Let me be the one to give the silver coin.”

The young lady’s unique fragrance was wrapped in water vapor, and in the moment her soft lips pressed against hers, it completely monopolized the air.

Such a scene, to Fang Yi, was already a dreamlike fairy tale.

Deep in her soul, a warm current surged like a tide, her nerves twitched in pain, and she was instantly washed away and drowned.

It was as if a long, long time ago, she had said the same thing to her.

I remember.

They had met when they were children, in Lin Shuxing’s dream. At that time, she was just a little cloth bear.

It was a pity that she had later had a fever and had forgotten many things.

It seemed that there was still something, something very important that had been forgotten…

The sharp pain in her mind became more and more intense, and only by getting close to the young lady’s cool skin could it be relieved.

Lin Shuxing seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with her. She waded through the water and came around, cupped her face with her wet hands, and pressed her down, so gently embracing her.

“It must have been very tiring, Fang Yi.”

“You can rely on me more, believe me… love me.”

The young lady’s little finger gently brushed against the old scar on her waist, and an itch spread in circles from her spine.

Fang Yi looked up and saw that Lin Shuxing’s flushed face had no smile at all. It was as if in a certain moment of breathing, she had suddenly grown up, become a reliable adult, and was also trying to shelter her from the wind and rain.

“So, so cute…” she couldn’t help but laugh.

The young lady was stunned for a moment, and then got angry. “Hey, are you looking down on me!”

“No, I wouldn’t dare, Your Excellency Lin Shuxing.”

“You’re still laughing?! I’m also telling you my true feelings!!”

Fang Yi looked at her seriously. “But I just want to kiss you right now.”

“…”

The blush that had just faded from Lin Shuxing’s face immediately rushed to the shore, sparkling with white waves. For a moment, she even stuttered a little. “You, you’re not tired?!”

The woman in front of her gently rubbed her face with her cheek, kissed her, and her hanging wrist slowly tightened, with a hint of a nasal sound. “This is good. My head hurts. Let me rest for a while.”

Fang Yi rarely revealed her vulnerability. Once it appeared, it could all be treated as coquetry.

The young lady’s breath hitched. She bit her lip and slowly raised her hand to smooth her scattered ink-black hair.

Time seemed to have stood still. Only the warm water was flowing. From this perspective, Fang Yi’s cold and sharp edges were also melted, and she was surprisingly well-behaved.

But soon, Lin Shuxing discovered that her obedience also seemed to be an act.

“Ah… didn’t you say you wanted to rest for a while… mmm…!”

The water snake was very docile, but it ate people.

Once a corner was pried open, an endless stream of sticky greed would gush out.

…

The next day, Lin Shuxing was bedridden with a low fever.

The live-in doctor rattled off a long list. Fang Yi carefully noted down all the taboo points in her notebook. Finally, she heard the woman cough and earnestly instructed, “No strenuous exercise.”

“…Yes! Thank you for your hard work.”

Lin Shuxing’s condition was always reported to Lin Lan in real time, and after the family banquet, it would also be partially synchronized to Lin Xinyou.

Unexpectedly, Lin Lan’s reaction to this was faint. She did not kick Fang Yi out, nor did she shoot her. She was very easy to talk to and just sat by the bed for a long time.

Perhaps she felt that Lin Shuxing’s frail and sickly body was all her fault for her wrong decision back then.

One wrong step, and every step was wrong.

Lin Xinyou rushed to the Lin family’s house as soon as she got the news and cried a lot while holding the sleeping Lin Shuxing.

When she looked up again, her gaze towards Fang Yi was clearly filled with vigilance and scrutiny.

Lin Xinyou no longer used a gentle tone to hide her dislike, and Fang Yi was actually relieved.

She had indeed gone a little too far, and she felt a little uneasy without receiving some punishment.

The fact that Lin Xinyou could hate so sincerely and passionately showed that she really cared about Lin Shuxing.

It wasn’t a bad thing. Someone loved her lover so much.

With this optimistic mindset, even when Lin Xinyou grabbed her by the collar and warned, “Don’t touch my daughter again before you’re officially married!” Fang Yi still found a lot of sweetness in the bitterness.

She also discovered that, whether it was a psychological effect or some other hormonal effect, the angry and harsh Lin Xinyou and Lin Shuxing were really alike.

When they cursed, they would grit their teeth, but when they really had a killing intent, their tone would be very light.

Not like a warning, but more like a verdict.

A strange blood relationship.

So in the gap while Lin Xinyou was speaking harshly, the senior woman keenly discovered Fang Yi’s irrepressible smile.

A mottled resume, a questionable past, an unclear purpose, a rough premarital sexual act, and she had made her daughter sick. Although it was not serious, but… she was still smiling!

The threat was useless. Lin Xinyou, who always wore a gentle mask, was so angry that her vision turned black. Fortunately, the doctor had not gone far and had promptly given her some oxygen.

Under the butler’s respectful send-off, the System provided a friendly voice-over:

[Fang Yi, OUT!]

During the period when Lin Shuxing was resting and recovering, Fang Yi was restricted from entering the Lin family’s house.

The System was a little schadenfreude. [You know how powerful your mother-in-law is now. It’s safer to not move when you’re being scolded by an adult. It’s best not to even breathe. And you still dared to smile!]

Fang Yi: … Why are you so happy? We’re on the same side, right?

The System said righteously, [I am a partner of justice! I help reason, not relatives!]

It would never say that it had been locked in the small dark room and study room by Fang Yi so often that it had developed a resentment. Now the host was also “locked” outside.

Fang Yi didn’t really care.

Anyway, there was still a long way to go.

Taking advantage of the few days she was relatively free, she simply threw all her time into the project R&D, striving to speed up the already compressed process a little more.

She put a folding bed in the office, slept when she was tired, and typed on the keyboard when she woke up. She thought while eating, and the time she squeezed out to chat with Lin Shuxing was a relaxation.

When Wang Quan found out, she was moved to tears. She gave up her exclusive lounge, which was fully equipped with a large bed and a shower, and patted her chest, telling her:

“The company is your home. You might as well not go back. That broken rented apartment doesn’t have a wife. It’s so dangerous on the way back and forth. Just tell me what you need!”

In the past, Fang Yi had been so hardworking when she was studying. When she was rushing a project, Wang Quan would also stay up with her. The biggest wish when she was sleeping on the table was: Ah, I really want to lie on a bed, a soft, big bed.

Now they had done it! And it was a luxurious lounge in a secret office!!

The secret door was hidden behind Wang Quan’s safe and required biometric identification to unlock. It was designed by a bank vault designer, with a 100% security level. The bed was even disaster-resistant, better than an FBI safe house!

Zong Heng: == A cunning capitalist, exploiting employees to work overtime without rest, and getting excited for no reason.

Zong Heng had long seen that Fang Yi was sick, but she hadn’t expected her to be so seriously ill.

She was either as loose as a street hooligan, shamelessly late and leaving early, with no organization and no discipline, or she would work herself to death relying on her youth, on par with the lunatics of the Yanjing Ninth Bureau.

But this lunatic could actually produce real things, iterating a version every few days.

She was so competitive that Zong Heng also had to work overtime to keep up with her demands, and even the task that Li Xianqing had given her had to be temporarily put aside.

The air conditioning in their office was always set very low. Fang Yi said that this was conducive to thinking. A faint layer of white mist had even appeared on the glass. The concept of summer seemed not to exist here.

Jiang Qiye had put these two together early on. She really had foresight. The effect was surprisingly good.

The technical team leader, ZERO, silently changed the prefixes of Zong Heng and Fang Yi in the group chat to “perpetual motion machine.”

Later, Zong Heng couldn’t bear it anymore and questioned Fang Yi, “Why are you so competitive?”

Fang Yi replied, “I’m a shareholder. I’m waiting for this product to go online to make a lot of money and get married. What about you?”

Zong Heng: “…I get a dividend. I’m waiting for my lab to be completed.”

Wang Quan had specially approved that their two requests be given the highest priority. Even the food in the cafeteria had to be cooked separately for them in a small pot, a blatant special treatment.

It was a good thing the Wang family was willing to spend money. The nutritionists and chefs they had hired with a lot of money were somewhat useful, and in a short time, they had managed to keep the spirits of these two gods up.

But Zong Heng refused to be compared with Fang Yi.

She paid great attention to her health and would go to the gym downstairs during her breaks, instead of smiling at her phone like someone possessed by a ghost.

Wang Quan was afraid that Fang Yi would play herself to death by working and playing at the same time, so she took a little time from her precious lunch break and often dragged Fang Yi out for a few walks to stretch her muscles.

Fang Yi quite liked to sunbathe.

The warm sunlight on her body would give her a very lazy feeling.

When Wang Quan turned her head and was about to gossip, she found that Fang Yi’s eyes were closed, but she would still follow her lead, which was very magical.

The diamond king boss and her partner she had imagined, having a heart-to-heart talk and planning a great cause together, had so gloriously turned into a scene of a woman and a guide dog.

Wang Quan gritted her teeth. It doesn’t matter. The boss has worked hard for the project. A guide dog is a guide dog!

Fang Yi closed her eyes, feeling the pebbles rise and fall under her feet. Wang Quan was chattering on all the way, mostly nonsense. She would occasionally respond with a couple of sentences, without having to use her brain.

The warm wind blew the ends of her hair. At one o’clock, there was the chirping of birds. A small stream trickled past a lotus flower, and the refreshing fragrance was carried further away by a dragonfly. It was not just the fragrance of one flower, but the vibrant summer was swaying so.

Someone was riding a bicycle. The sound of the wheels, whirr, whirr, slowly approached. It was a bit like her second-hand bike. She had just installed a back seat a while ago, and there would be a slight creak when she passed a blind path.

They brushed past each other. Behind them were the footsteps of two adult women, their steps in unison, their spacing similar. They were most likely trained. And…

A familiar body fragrance.

In the moment Fang Yi opened her eyes, the young lady’s red hair flashed by, and she fiercely threw herself into her arms.

Her soft lips pressed against hers, and she complained with a full heart of grievance, “Fang Yi, why aren’t you looking at me?!”

“I’ve learned to ride a bicycle. I’ve come to pick you up from work—”