After meeting my deceased wife, I became the male lead's rival in love

Chapter 42

Different from Fang Ziyue's reaction after confessing to her for the first time, this time Ling Qiu unconsciously clenched the clothes around her heart.

Her heart was beating fast, and the faint sweetness pervaded and was covered by sourness.

The people outside were still waiting for her to respond, but Ling Qiu couldn't resist the other party's persistence, so she could only poke her head out and pinch her cheek fiercely.

Squeeze a beautiful fox into a round bun face.

The calm and indifferent Patriarch narrowed his eyes, rubbed Fang Ziyue's reddened cheeks and said, "Little brat, work hard, don't fall in love early."

"What is puppy love!" The beautiful woman with wide-eyed eyes leaned back tactically.

She is 24 to [-] years old, how could it be considered a puppy love?

"What the hell, let's be more mature." Ling Qiu turned over and buried half of her face in the quilt, closing her eyes and not daring to look at Fang Ziyue again.

The woman whose smooth and soft cheeks were pinched and rejected, covered her face depressedly.

She felt that she had lost money, lost her wife and lost her army.

But seeing Lingqiu close his eyes and meditate, his breathing was calm, as if he was about to fall asleep.Fang Ziyue couldn't bear to make trouble with her anymore.

He just said "good dream" in a breathy voice, and left lightly.

The curtains in the quiet room were drawn tight, the sky outside was getting cloudier, and the rain kept beating against the window.

At this time, as long as you don't make a particularly loud noise, you won't be heard by people outside.

The woman pretending to be asleep sat up, lifted the quilt and looked at her two legs.

Because of sitting and lying down for a long time, even if someone massages her every day, it still can't prevent the atrophy of her leg muscles.

Lingqiu had seen Fang Ziyue's legs, they were fair and slender, straight and powerful.

There is even a red mole on her ankle, small, round and cute.

Lingqiu lowered her eyebrows and pulled up the loose trouser legs.

Her hands trembled a little, and she couldn't hold back the trembling even though they were clenched tightly together.

The two legs that have not seen the light all year round reveal an unhealthy paleness, and the shrunken and thinned legs are very ugly.

Ling Qiu clenched her lips, and moved her legs to the side of the bed with her hands.

Since she confirmed that she could never stand up again, she had the rehabilitation equipment removed from the room.

And for ten years, she never thought of throwing away the wheelchair and trying to stand up.

But today...

The hand that supported the edge of the table was so hard that the veins burst out, and the nails grabbed the table wood fiercely, and there was a faint tingling sensation of turning over.

The strength of both arms propped up the unconscious legs, Lingqiu clenched her teeth, closed her eyes and loosened her hands.

"Oh!"

□□The sound of falling to the ground was dull, and the rain outside the window was loud enough to not attract the attention of others.

Ling Qiu, whose shoulder hit the table leg, was in pain and her eyes turned black. She groped and grabbed the edge of the bed, and moved her body to lean against the edge of the bed.

Very embarrassing...

Lingqiu leaned her head back against the bed, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, feeling depressed and anxious in her heart.

Can't stand up... can't stand up, why can't I stand up!

Her pale pink lips were blood-colored from being bitten, and Ling Qiu's eyes were dark and unclear.

"Sister Yueyue...the clothes here..." Through the door, the servant's voice was faintly heard.

"Okay, I'll come right away." Fang Ziyue's melodious low magnetic voice moved from near to far.

Ling Qiu covered her eyes with her hands, thinking in the dark that the other party was walking steadily and swiftly.Her long, obedient hair swayed behind her back, and when she turned a corner, the ends of her hair would swing beautifully, gliding past like a dexterous butterfly.

The woman who walks smoothly has a calm temperament and a strong aura in every step.

No matter what kind of grand occasion, such a person is the existence that overwhelms everyone.

Perhaps when she put on black high-heeled shoes, and the bright silver metal lacing rings were buckled on Fang Ziyue's slender ankles, the small and lovely red mole could still be seen in the gap exposed by friction during walking.

After losing the qualification to stand, Lingqiu would always subconsciously observe other people's legs.

Fang Ziyue's legs were the most beautiful she had ever seen.

A woman's suppressed low sigh sounded in the darkness.

Supporting the edge of the bed and moving herself onto the bed, Lingqiu rubbed her useless legs.

Although they were ugly and useless, they were still part of her body.

She never takes offense at them.

It would be too failed and cowardly to vent anger on one's own wounds.

"Huh? No... I'm going to see the Patriarch..." The person outside the door whispered something, and it seemed that they would open the door and come in soon.

After Lingqiu was injured, her room was not soundproof, especially after Fang Ziyue came, there would be a small gap every time the door was closed.

Because she was afraid that something happened to Ling Qiu in the room, she would not be able to hear it, and she would not be able to rush over in time.

Lingqiu skillfully picked up the book beside the bed, and calmly flipped through it.

When Fang Ziyue pushed the door lightly and came in, she saw her wife sitting on the bed and seriously reading a book.

The lamp that was turned on next to her was dimly lit, and Ling Qiu's face was soft, her lips were bright, and her complexion improved a lot.

Fang Ziyue frowned in dissatisfaction, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to cover the page, her tone was full of helplessness: "Don't you want eyes?"

Reading under such a dim light, her wife might not want to become short-sighted.

"No, I'll just take a look." Lingqiu closed the book obediently, it was just pretending.

She stretched out her hand and put it on Fang Ziyue's arm, and she helped her into the wheelchair.

Covering someone with a blanket, Fang Ziyue pushed the wheelchair and said, "I'll give you a warm compress later, I have something to go out around four o'clock."

After the confession was rejected, Fang Ziyue finally realized after careful consideration that her wife might think that she was not successful enough in her career.

How else would you say she fell in love early?

A woman who is completely lost in her thoughts is focused on her work.

She loves her job, she loves her wife, only by working can she catch up with her wife!

This brain circuit was something Lingqiu never expected.

Of course, Lingqiu, who knew nothing about it, nodded calmly, signaling her to rest assured and get busy.

Although the other party is the housekeeper of the Ling family, he is also a free man.After the job task is completed, you can do other things.

What's more, Lingqiu expects Fang Ziyue to bring her surprises, and solve the strange "luck" of Qu Haoyu and Ling Nianyao.

Lingqiu's attitude made Fang Ziyue more convinced that her thoughts were correct.

So much so that when he plunged into the work, the little assistant couldn't pull it out.

"Boss? Why don't you go back and rest?" The money-lovers assistant, who worked overtime eight out of ten days, was holding coffee beans with a worried expression on his face.

Her boss has been working overtime crazily for a month.

It is simply that she sleeps later with the moon and wakes up earlier with the sun.

This kind of working state of 007 can't stand even Iron Man.

It's been a month, the company is getting bigger and bigger, and the disease is getting worse.

"Cough cough..."

The woman who covered her mouth and coughed in a low voice hadn't returned to Ling's house for two days.

Her cold got worse and worse, and she didn't dare to appear in front of Ling Qiu, for fear of infecting her.

Moreover, the resource war between her and Qu Haoyu was at a fever pitch, without her sitting here, Qu Haoyu would easily win the victory by relying on "God's Will".

Let her give Qu Haoyu the meat that is almost in her mouth?

Hmm, nice to think.

"Okay, I'm fine, make me a cup of coffee." Fang Ziyue waved her hands with a pale face.

"It needs to be thick."

The little assistant clenched the bag tightly in his hand, out of breath.

I have a cough like this, so it's fine if I don't take medicine, but I still drink coffee?

"I bought you medicine, how often do you take it." No matter how hard you try, you can't break your body.

Fang Ziyue's hands were typing on the keyboard, and the medicine bought by the little assistant was on hand. After two days and one night, she didn't have time to take it.

Also dare not eat.

"There are anti-allergic ingredients in cold medicine, and the side effect is to make people sleepy and lethargic." Fang Ziyue looked up at her mountain of work.

Sighing in my heart, how could she have time to sleep for so long?

No matter how hard she works, she still doesn't know when she will be recognized by her wife.

The little assistant, who was useless to dissuade him, gritted his teeth, and couldn't help complaining about the Patriarch of the Ling family.

I really don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the other party poured into her boss, so that people's lives were tormented.

And Ling Qiu, who was slandered by others, was distracted by the flower bed.

After blooming in the most beautiful posture, many flowers in the flower bed have come to the time of withering and hanging.

But Fang Ziyue's design was very good. She planted flowers of different flowering periods interlaced, so that as long as Lingqiu wanted to see them, she could always see the flowers in full bloom.

The previous batch of flowers withered and fell to the ground, and were wrapped in the mud by a rain that fell a few days ago, revealing a little color, but the whole picture could not be seen clearly.

This made Lingqiu unconsciously think of Fang Ziyue.

That person hasn't been home for two days, and he's been busy this month, and the dragon can't see the end.

Busy work, self-motivated is a good thing.

After listening to the subordinate's report, Fang Ziyue made Qu Haoyu stumble again.

Qu Haoyu and Ling Nianyao, who had the blessing of "God's will", suffered repeatedly at the hands of Fang Ziyue, a fox, which made Lingqiu feel very comfortable.

Fang Ziyue is the only one who breaks the game, with skills and brains, tenacity and self-motivation.

This made Ling Qiu couldn't help casting his eyes on her.

Fang Ziyue, who has turned into a cat teaser, doesn't know that her every move affects Ling Qiu, a proud and cold cat. She thinks that she is a familiar passerby in Ling Qiu's life, and she needs to work hard.

By mistake, Fang Ziyue, who asked for leave and did not go home, made Lingqiu realize that something was wrong with her.

Something's wrong...very wrong.

Ling Qiu admires Fang Ziyue very much, and also likes her thoughtfulness, intelligence and strength.

But I don't want to be her other half.

A cripple, no matter how capable he is, is still a disabled person.

Fang Ziyue is good at playing, and also likes to travel and take risks.

These Lingqiu can be seen.

But nothing can be done.

She can't even stand up, let alone play and adventure with her?

Being able to take this position, Lingqiu can see everything clearly, so she refused Fang Ziyue's confession from beginning to end.

Lingqiu felt that she had left no hope for Fang Ziyue.

But once or twice, Fang Ziyue just didn't give up.

Water dripping through stone, Fang Ziyue's offensive like gurgling water ground Lingqiu, who was not a stubborn rock, until his heart softened and he gave up resistance.

When there was still a hazy mist between them, Fang Ziyue's absence from home for two days became a sudden gust of wind, blowing away the last trace of confusion in Lingqiu's heart.

She was sure that she wanted to hold that wonderful woman in her hands, just as she did not dislike her disability.

Since Fang Ziyue didn't give up, she was willing to give it a try.

Unlike the doctor who prescribed her medicine back then, Fang Ziyue's gentleness was hidden under fangs and claws.

The sharp weapon that outsiders would wield anytime and anywhere, would be shrunk obediently in front of her.

The little fox would stretch out her claws every day when she came home, longing for the serious and arrogant Patriarch to rua her little pad.

But every time he turned his back in frustration and left muttering.

Lingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, her brows and eyes were sharp and cold.

But now she finally figured it out, and wanted to rua the fox claw, but the little fox ran away.

Ling Qiu ordered his subordinates to find out what Fang Ziyue was doing now.

If she doesn't come back for two days, does her fox not know the way?

Stretching out a hand to pinch a blooming flower, the green sap flowed through the slender fingers and slid over the joints, making the hand whiter and whiter.

Lingqiu brought the light blue flower to the tip of her nose, and after sniffing lightly, there was a faint floral fragrance, sweet but not greasy.

But it's a pity that this flower planted by Fang Ziyue failed to carry the fragrance of Fang Ziyue.

Her scent should be strong and fiery, wild and arrogant, wantonly aggressing and imprisoning her prey.

The head of the house with a slight curvature on his lips threw away the flower in his hand, and sent someone to catch the lost fox.

It's getting cold, it's time to hug the fox to keep warm.