Qiao Chuchu and Lin Qing followed three people to a Häagen-Dazs shop.
Through the conversation between Xia Xuechun and the woman, it became clear that this woman genuinely liked Lin Qing’s father, who was in his fifties, and was willingly having a child with him.
The woman hugged her son, smiling with happiness. “Actually, age and money don’t matter to me. Even though he gave me a villa and a Maybach, I still believe our love is pure and free from material concerns.”
Lin Qing poked at the ice cream in her bowl and sneered, “My dad has a beer belly, athlete’s foot, a receding hairline, and age spots on his face. If he didn’t have money, do you really think she’d fall for him?”
Qiao Chuchu shrugged.
[I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I do know that after the Lin family went bankrupt, this woman and her child continued to live happily.]
Lin Qing gritted her teeth.
After chatting for a while longer, the woman exchanged contact information with Xia Xuechun. “Xuechun, don’t worry, I’ll find your mother a new job. If nothing else, she can come work as a cleaner at my house.”
Xia Xuechun was extremely grateful and accepted the business card with both hands. “That’s great! Now I can finally explain things to my mom!”
Qiao Chuchu pursed her lips.
[The original plot wasn’t like this. It seems that because I changed the storyline, Xia Xuechun’s mother ended up working for this woman, which deepened their relationship.]
Lin Qing ate her ice cream, watching the scene coldly.
After Xia Xuechun and the woman parted ways, Lin Qing and Qiao Chuchu continued to follow her.
They tailed the woman’s car all the way to a villa district.
The woman got out of the car, holding her son’s hand, just as a pot-bellied man walked out of the villa.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Qiao Chuchu straightened up the moment she saw the man.
This pot-bellied man was none other than Lin’s father!
Lin’s father walked up to the woman, wrapped his arm around her waist, and kissed her. Then he crouched down, picked up the boy, and spun him around in the air. “Whose precious son is this?”
The little boy laughed heartily in the air. “I’m Daddy’s precious son!”
The woman stood by, watching with a blissful expression.
The three of them stood in the sunlight. Ignoring their looks or demeanor, the sheer happiness they radiated made them look like an imperfect yet heartwarming painting.
Not flawless, but undeniably warm.
Qiao Chuchu turned her head away in disgust.
[Ugh, this is so gross. They look like three generations of the same family. That old stallion is disgusting.]
Lin Qing froze for a moment, then laughed. “Ha! You know what? He’s never treated me or my brother like that.”
Qiao Chuchu was taken aback and placed her hand on Lin Qing’s. “A father like him isn’t worth your sadness.”
Lin Qing’s smile stiffened, and she looked at her in surprise.
Qiao Chuchu didn’t know how to comfort her. “I know you might think I don’t understand, but I want to say that his kind of affection is worthless. I’d find it disgusting even if it were given to me for free.”
[I really find it disgusting. If this were ancient times, I might have coldly disposed of him and his illegitimate child. I’d spare the woman, but the child would have to go to prevent any competition for the family fortune. As for the old man, I’d cut off his roots!]
Lin Qing was surprised and couldn’t help but laugh. “Hahaha!”
Qiao Chuchu was puzzled. “What are you laughing about all of a sudden?”
Lin Qing shook her head. “Nothing. I just think you’re very lucky in your family. You have seven brothers who love you as if you’re their life. If it were anyone else, they would have gotten married by now, and you’d have seven sisters-in-law. Then, they’d prioritize their girlfriends, their families, their wives, and their children. You’d always be overlooked, always feel like you’re in the way.”
Qiao Chuchu imagined it for a moment and felt like she couldn’t breathe. “That would be hard to bear, but I’d have to accept it. I can’t expect my brothers to stay single forever.”
Lin Qing chuckled. “You don’t have to accept it. Your brothers won’t get married. They love you, and only you. If they were capable of loving someone else, they would have left long ago. They wouldn’t have waited for you all these years.”
Qiao Chuchu: “?”
She wanted to ask something.
But Lin Qing didn’t give her a chance and changed the subject. “My brother and I didn’t have a great childhood. Our parents were both from wealthy families, a strong alliance. My mother loved my father, but he didn’t love her. He had a ‘white moonlight’ on the side, so they were always fighting.”
Qiao Chuchu was immediately drawn into the new topic. “Then why didn’t your father just marry the ‘white moonlight’ back then? Wouldn’t that have saved your mother a lot of pain?”
Lin Qing’s tone was flippant. “The ‘white moonlight’ was from a family that was slightly less wealthy than ours. She had money, but not enough to meet the standards for being my father’s wife.”
Qiao Chuchu: “Where is the ‘white moonlight’ now?”
“In a cemetery,” Lin Qing said casually, looking at her. “After my mother passed away from illness, the ‘white moonlight’ moved into our house. She loved skydiving and would go skydiving ten times a month. She came back nine times.”
Qiao Chuchu: “?”
So, the ‘white moonlight’ died during her tenth skydiving trip?
Lin Qing smiled. “Unfortunate, isn’t it?”
Qiao Chuchu: “…”
She felt something was off.
But she couldn’t say it.
She scratched her head. “Does this one like skydiving too?”
“No,” Lin Qing said, scrolling through some information on her phone. “This one’s a singer.”
Qiao Chuchu’s mind went blank, and she blurted out, “Then it seems she won’t have a skydiving accident.”
Lin Qing paused her scrolling and looked up in surprise, then burst into laughter. “Your third brother always tells me you’re an innocent little baby, but I see you know everything!”
Qiao Chuchu: “…”
[Oh no, why did I say what I was thinking out loud?]
Lin Qing laughed so hard she shook, then pulled Qiao Chuchu into a tight hug and kissed her on the cheek!
Qiao Chuchu: “!”
Lin Qing took a piece of white chocolate from her bag, popped one into her own mouth, and then forced one into Qiao Chuchu’s.
Qiao Chuchu didn’t want to eat it, but Lin Qing was too strong and didn’t respect her wishes. She pried open Qiao Chuchu’s lips and shoved the chocolate in.
Forced to eat the chocolate, Qiao Chuchu looked at Lin Qing, who was smirking.
Lin Qing leaned lazily against the car seat, propping her head up with her hand, gazing down at her.
Unlike the seductive charm of Wei Shengyucan, Lin Qing exuded more of a cold beauty.
Her eyes were classic phoenix eyes, her eyebrows sharp and aggressive, her skin glowing white, and her facial lines downward.
So, when she wasn’t smiling, she gave off an aura like the cold, misty mornings of early spring—chilly yet mysteriously beautiful.
Qiao Chuchu’s mind wandered.
[‘Husband’ is a feeling, not a gender.]
[I think Lin Qing fits the ‘husband’ vibe perfectly.]
[She’s the ultimate crush in the sapphic community.]
Lin Qing smiled softly. “Qiao Chuchu, do you know that you’re a really good person? In our circle, someone with your personality is especially likable.”
Qiao Chuchu was flattered. “Really?”
Lin Qing nodded, her tone gentle. “Yes. I really like dogs, and you have the same kind of sincerity as a dog. So, when I’m with someone like you, I’m willing to be genuine because I know you’ll respond with the same sincerity. I don’t have to hide or worry.”
Lin Qing gently pinched Qiao Chuchu’s cheek. “You have a kind of magic that makes people want to rely on and protect you. Those around you instinctively take care of you and grow sharp thorns to shield you.”
Qiao Chuchu: “…”
So… being compared to a dog was actually a compliment.
