Ji Yunxiao arrived at the base of the Lin Group’s building.
She looked up for a long while before she managed to suppress the urge to go upstairs and pull that woman into her arms.
Calm down, calm down.
She needed to think about how to talk to Lin Qianwei.
Of course, she wanted to sleep with Lin Qianwei.
Her beautiful wife had skin fairer than snow, brows like ink paintings—when she wasn’t smiling, she was cold and stunning, but when she did smile, it was utterly bewitching.
Any little movement she made could send Ji Yunxiao’s imagination running wild.
Ji Yunxiao even dreamed of pinning her down and making her cry.
But more than those desires, Ji Yunxiao wanted Lin Qianwei to be happy.
Her Qianqian should live relaxed and joyful, not get tangled up and troubled because of their relationship.
So what should she do? How could she tell Lin Qianwei that she didn’t need to play hard to get, and definitely didn’t need to use her body to please her?
How should she say it? If she came right out with it, Lin Qianwei would know she’d overheard everything at Qiao Xi’s place today.
If that happened, Lin Qianwei would probably be mortified and wouldn’t want to see her for days.
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t bear to make her that embarrassed.
She needed to come up with a plan.
While Ji Yunxiao was lost in thought, she just stood downstairs, looking up, not making any move to go inside.
But as luck would have it, Lin Qianwei’s secretary came down to pick up some documents, glanced out the window, and happened to spot Ji Yunxiao standing there like a lovesick stone.
The secretary thought, isn’t that Mrs. Lin? In the past, she wouldn’t have cared about Ji Yunxiao, since Lin Qianwei hadn’t paid much attention to her wife back then.
But things were different now—Lin Qianwei clearly cared a lot more about her, and the secretary was good at reading the room, so she quickly snapped a photo.
When she got back to the top floor, she reported to Lin Qianwei that Ji Yunxiao was waiting downstairs, and even showed her the photo.
Lin Qianwei glanced at it, her expression cool.
“She’s downstairs, so what? What’s it got to do with me?”
The secretary said, “Maybe she’s here to see you?”
If she wanted to see her, why didn’t she come up? She’d already told the people downstairs to let Ji Yunxiao through anytime—if Ji Yunxiao wanted to come, she could get to her without any trouble.
The secretary probed, “So, should we just ignore Miss Ji?”
Lin Qianwei replied indifferently, “Ignore her.”
That’s what she said, but Lin Qianwei still picked up her coffee and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, her gaze drifting down as if searching for someone.
But the building was too tall, and everything looked blurry from up there—she couldn’t make anything out.
Lin Qianwei pressed her lips together and turned away.
She lifted her long lashes and looked at the secretary, her face unreadable.
“Where’s that photo from earlier?”
The secretary quickly handed over her phone.
Ji Yunxiao’s presence was just too striking.
Just standing there, she became a unique sight.
No need to think about composition or lighting—just a quick shot through a half-open window, and that natural charm leapt out, captured perfectly in the photo.
Lin Qianwei’s eyes narrowed slightly.
She handed the phone back to the secretary and said, “Send it to me.”
The secretary replied, “Okay.”
After receiving the photo, Lin Qianwei tapped her pale fingertip on the screen, then leaned back in her chair and looked at her secretary, a hint of scrutiny in her cool eyes.
The secretary felt the pressure and quickly sat up straight, asking carefully, “President Lin, is there anything else you need?”
Lin Qianwei glanced out the window, her tone casual.
“Did you delete the photo just now?”
The secretary said, “No…”
Lin Qianwei ordered, “Delete it.”
The secretary replied, “Okay.”
Lin Qianwei narrowed her eyes, warning, “Don’t save any more photos of my wife, got it?”
The secretary nodded frantically.
She really hadn’t expected President Lin to get so jealous these days.
Lin Qianwei saved the photo carefully, then thought for a moment and sent Ji Yunxiao a message: [Do you need something?]
Ji Yunxiao was about to leave and had just gotten into her car when she saw the message and typed back: [Why do you ask?]
Lin Qianwei was direct: [The secretary said you’re downstairs.]
Ji Yunxiao: [Yeah.]
Ji Yunxiao was still thinking about how to reply when she saw the chat box showing that the other person was typing, over and over.
She couldn’t help but smile and sent a voice message: “I just suddenly missed you.”
At the same time, Lin Qianwei’s message came through: [Are you here to see me?] But a few seconds later, the message was withdrawn.
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help but laugh and called Lin Qianwei.
Lin Qianwei picked up, her voice as clear and lovely as ever.
“Hello.”
Ji Yunxiao said, “I saw it all.”
Lin Qianwei replied, “Oh.”
Ji Yunxiao smiled and asked, “Why’d you take it back?”
Lin Qianwei answered coldly, “I wanted to, so I did.”
Ji Yunxiao closed the car door, ready to head back into the building.
Thinking of Lin Qianwei’s withdrawn message, she chuckled softly, her voice low and lingering on every word.
“Qianwei, I came to see you.
Who else would I come for?”
Ji Yunxiao said, “I really missed you.”
There was a pause on Lin Qianwei’s end.
After a while, she muttered, “You’re so clingy.
We’ve only been apart for a few hours…”
She bit her lip and stopped talking.
Even though she couldn’t see her, Ji Yunxiao could imagine how shy she looked.
Ji Yunxiao coaxed her, “So, can I come up?”
Lin Qianwei didn’t refuse.
“You… you can come up.”
After Ji Yunxiao came up, Lin Qianwei asked the secretary to bring her a cup of coffee.
Neither of them said much.
Ji Yunxiao leaned against the table, quietly sipping her coffee, while Lin Qianwei sat behind her desk, working as usual.
On the surface, Lin Qianwei looked just as serious and focused as always, but only she knew she was totally distracted.
She couldn’t get anything done—Ji Yunxiao’s presence affected her too much.
Lin Qianwei couldn’t help it.
She tilted her head back and vented her frustration at Ji Yunxiao.
“How long are you planning to stay?”
Ji Yunxiao winked at her.
“Can I stay with you all day?”
Lin Qianwei replied, “Of course not.”
If she let Ji Yunxiao stay here all day, she wouldn’t get any real work done.
“Then can I catch up on some sleep here?” Ji Yunxiao said.
“I didn’t sleep well last night.”
When Lin Qianwei heard that, she instantly felt guilty.
After all, she was the one who made Ji Yunxiao sleep on the couch.
It was probably because she spent the night on the sofa that Ji Yunxiao didn’t get any rest, right? Lin Qianwei hesitated for a moment, then finally said, “Then go sleep in the lounge.”
The lounge had her bed, and the pillow and blanket were all infused with her own scent.
Just thinking about Ji Yunxiao lying there, wrapped up in her scent, made Lin Qianwei’s pale cheeks flush with heat.
But Ji Yunxiao refused.
Ji Yunxiao said, “The couch is fine for me.”
Lin Qianwei frowned.
“You’re sleeping on the couch again?”
Ji Yunxiao teased her, “Worried I’ll be uncomfortable? Or do you want me to sleep in your bed?”
Suddenly exposed, Lin Qianwei was caught off guard.
She blushed and argued, “That’s not what I was thinking.”
She said coldly, “Do whatever you want.”
Ji Yunxiao really hadn’t slept well last night.
Lin Qianwei had called her “Xiaoxiao-jie” in her sleep, which left Ji Yunxiao with mixed feelings and unable to rest, so she got up and wrote some code for a while.
Plus, she had to get up early, so she barely slept at all.
Now, lying on the couch, Ji Yunxiao started to feel drowsy, but Lin Qianwei couldn’t help but feel bad seeing those long legs of hers with nowhere to go on the sofa.
Lin Qianwei ended up getting up and coming over.
She put on a stern face and said seriously, “You should go to the lounge.
You’ll distract me from work if you stay here.”
Ji Yunxiao sat up and raised her eyebrows.
“Even me sleeping will distract you from work?”
Lin Qianwei said, “It will.”
Ji Yunxiao replied, “Alright then.”
The hidden door in the wall behind the desk opened, and inside was the lounge.
Lin Qianwei watched her go in and settle down, even pulling up the blanket she usually used, and couldn’t help but smile.
It was so rare to see such a sweet look on Lin Qianwei’s face that the secretary couldn’t help but sneak a few more glances, only to be met with Lin Qianwei’s now-calm gaze.
Lin Qianwei’s face went blank again.
She narrowed her cold eyes and asked the secretary, “What are you looking at?”
“N-nothing,” the secretary quickly lowered her head.
Once Ji Yunxiao was out of sight, Lin Qianwei’s work efficiency returned.
She finished what she needed to do, held a video meeting, and by the time it was over, it was already noon.
Her assistant came over and asked, “Should I prepare lunch for Miss Ji?”
Lin Qianwei said, “Yeah.”
The assistant asked, “Should I wake her up?”
Lin Qianwei opened the door and glanced inside, saw that the woman was still asleep, then looked away and said, “No, let her sleep a bit longer.”
The assistant nodded in understanding.
Lin Qianwei thought for a moment, then added, “Have lunch ready so she can eat as soon as she wakes up.”
The assistant glanced at Lin Qianwei and couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.
Lin Qianwei’s eyes went cold as she asked, “What’s with that look?”
The assistant answered honestly, “You really seem to care about Miss Ji now.”
Lin Qianwei refused to admit it.
“Just because I want you to have lunch ready for her means I care?”
She snapped, “I just don’t want her to starve to death.”
Fun fact: skipping one meal won’t kill you.
But of course, the assistant didn’t say that out loud.
…
By the time Ji Yunxiao woke up again, it was already afternoon.
She sat up and stretched, planning to go out, but when she got to the door, she heard voices from the office.
The operations director was reporting to Lin Qianwei.
Even though the walls were soundproofed, with her ear pressed to the door, she could still vaguely make out the conversation in the office.
That’s how Ji Yunxiao got to see another side of her wife.
Unlike the soft and gentle Lin Qianwei she knew, the one facing outsiders was sharp-tongued and intimidating, able to silence people with just a few words.
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile.
The conversation in the office was wrapping up, and the operations director relaxed, raising his voice a bit—only to be met with Lin Qianwei’s icy reminder: “Keep your voice down, my wife is sleeping.”
Ji Yunxiao almost burst out laughing.
She listened as the operations director left, and after a moment of silence, footsteps approached from far to near.
She heard her adorable wife mutter, “How is she still not awake?”
Realizing Lin Qianwei might be coming to check on her, Ji Yunxiao quickly walked back to the bed, pulled up the blanket, and lay down.
When Lin Qianwei opened the door, what she saw was Ji Yunxiao sleeping peacefully.
Ji Yunxiao could feel Lin Qianwei walking toward her.
High heels clicked on the floor, getting closer and closer, and then the soft bed dipped a little.
Lin Qianwei had sat down beside her.
Lin Qianwei gently called out, “Hey.”
Ji Yunxiao’s breathing stayed steady, showing no sign of waking up.
“Still want to sleep?” Lin Qianwei leaned in close and blew a breath in her ear.
“Hoo.”
Under the soft blanket, Ji Yunxiao clenched her fingers so tightly that the veins on the back of her hand stood out, but on the surface, she didn’t react at all, not even a flutter of her eyelashes.
Lin Qianwei let out a sigh of relief.
She whispered, “Good, still asleep.”
After she finished speaking, Lin Qianwei took out her phone.
At noon, Lin Qianwei looked at the photo the secretary had taken and just felt it wasn’t perfect enough.
The angle was off, and the lighting wasn’t right either.
Most importantly, she hadn’t taken that photo herself.
So Lin Qianwei decided to take a new one.
But she couldn’t do this in front of Ji Yunxiao.
If Ji Yunxiao was still asleep, that would be perfect.
Lin Qianwei deliberately set her camera to silent mode, then started looking for the right angle to photograph Ji Yunxiao’s face.
It was perfect.
Through her lens, Ji Yunxiao looked beautiful and delicate, her thick lashes resting on her eyelids, every strand clear, her skin flawless, like a sleeping beauty straight out of a distant fairy tale.
Lin Qianwei couldn’t help but stare in a daze.
But people are always greedy.
When she first came over, Lin Qianwei thought, if Ji Yunxiao is still asleep, I’ll just take one photo and stop there.
But in reality, after the first photo came the second, then the third… In the end, Lin Qianwei even wanted a photo of the two of them together.
They hadn’t had a wedding, hadn’t taken wedding photos, and in private, their relationship was terrible, so there was no way they’d have a photo together.
Thinking about it, she realized she didn’t have a single picture with Ji Yunxiao.
Suddenly, she really wanted one.
Lin Qianwei gently poked Ji Yunxiao’s arm again, making sure she was sleeping soundly and had no intention of waking up, then took off her high heels.
She tiptoed over to Ji Yunxiao, lay down next to her, and raised her phone.
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t take it anymore.
Her beloved was lying right beside her, their hands touching, and she could clearly smell the faint fragrance coming from Lin Qianwei.
Ji Yunxiao rolled over and hugged the beautiful woman, her red lips brushing against her ear, her voice hoarse: “What sneaky thing are you up to?”
Lin Qianwei’s eyes flew open.
Her face flushed red, and she tried to break free: “Let go of me, you, you… you’re not allowed to hug me…”
“Tell me what you’re up to first.” Ji Yunxiao squeezed her waist, nuzzling her ear, and caught a glimpse of the phone screen still lit up.
She immediately understood: “Were you just taking pictures of me?”
Lin Qianwei’s entire earlobe turned bright red.
She was mortified and absolutely couldn’t admit it, so she weakly argued, “I wasn’t!”
She grabbed her phone and quickly locked the screen.
Ji Yunxiao laughed, “Then let me see.”
Lin Qianwei: “No way!”
Lin Qianwei tried to escape, but Ji Yunxiao grabbed her and pulled her back, holding her around the waist: “Let me see, or how else can you prove you didn’t take my picture?”
Lin Qianwei was completely annoyed, like a cat with its fur standing on end: “Believe whatever you want!”
Seeing her angry like that, Ji Yunxiao thought of the angry cat video she’d seen that morning.
It wasn’t just similar—it was exactly the same.
Ji Yunxiao was even more tempted, and shamelessly said, “If you don’t let me see your phone, I’ll kiss you.”
That was really too much.
Ji Yunxiao knew Lin Qianwei would be mad, but when feelings ran high, she couldn’t control herself.
Ji Yunxiao was ready to face the consequences, but to her surprise, in the next second, Lin Qianwei turned and pushed her down.
Lin Qianwei pinned her shoulders, glaring fiercely: “You think I’m scared of your threats?”
She lowered her head and practically crashed her lips into Ji Yunxiao’s.
Her eyes shimmered with light, and she said fiercely, “So what if I don’t let you see my phone? You think I’m scared of you kissing me?”
Lin Qianwei really used force, and Ji Yunxiao’s jaw ached and tingled from the impact, but at the same time, her whole body felt like it was on fire.
She flipped over and grabbed Lin Qianwei’s wrists, pinning both above her head with one hand, a faint smile in her deep eyes.
Ji Yunxiao pressed her cheek to Lin Qianwei’s, her breath warm: “You asked for this.”
She lowered her head and bit Lin Qianwei’s lips.
The scorching kiss came again, and Lin Qianwei went weak all over, her mind blank.
Ji Yunxiao really was like a dog—she even used her teeth when kissing.
Lin Qianwei’s tongue tingled from being bitten, and she wanted to push Ji Yunxiao away but couldn’t bear to.
While she hesitated, Ji Yunxiao let her go.
Ji Yunxiao turned away to catch her breath, then looked back at Lin Qianwei’s flushed lips.
Ji Yunxiao calmed down a little, though there was still a trace of wildness in her eyes, but her voice softened: “Last time I made your lips bleed, that was my fault.”
Lin Qianwei finally tasted a hint of blood on her lips.
She immediately kicked her, then sneered, “Aren’t you doing the same thing this time?”
The pain on her lips made Lin Qianwei frown.
Thinking of this, Lin Qianwei glared at Ji Yunxiao again.
Her features were cold and clear, her blood-stained lips bright red.
Glaring at her with that mix of shyness and anger, she looked so beautiful it was almost unreal, enough to steal someone’s soul in an instant.
“Sorry, I got carried away just now.” Ji Yunxiao hugged her, her eyes full of unconcealed infatuation, and pleaded, “Qianwei, let me practice, okay?”
Lin Qianwei said coldly, “Practice what?”
Ji Yunxiao said, “I’m not very good at kissing, I need to practice.”
Lin Qianwei pushed her away, her expression stern: “And after you get good at it, are you going to kiss someone else?”
Ji Yunxiao tried not to laugh: “No.”
Ji Yunxiao rubbed her forehead against Lin Qianwei’s, their noses touching, her voice hoarse: “I’ll only kiss you.”
As she spoke, she kissed her again.
Ji Yunxiao gently brushed her lips with her own, whispering, “This time I’ll kiss you softly.”
Unfortunately, Lin Qianwei’s phone rang.
After struggling for a moment, Lin Qianwei still chose work over Ji Yunxiao.
She straightened her clothes and got up, glanced at Ji Yunxiao, then left without looking back.
Dinner was with Qiao Xi, who came to keep Lin Qianwei company.
Qiao Xi noticed the obvious mark on Lin Qianwei’s lips and asked, “What happened?”
Lin Qianwei’s ears turned a little red: “Dog bite.”
Qiao Xi didn’t believe it.
“A dog could bite you like that?”
Lin Qianwei put down her knife and fork, sounding frustrated.
“A really pretty dog.
She was so pretty that when she bit me, I forgot to fight back.”
Qiao Xi seemed to get it, so she asked, “So that dog is…?”
Lin Qianwei paused for a moment, then gritted her teeth.
“It’s Ji Yunxiao.”
Qiao Xi couldn’t help but laugh.
She thought this couple was pretty interesting.
Ji Yunxiao was acting like a cat with Lin Qianwei in the morning, and now Lin Qianwei was calling Ji Yunxiao a dog at night.
As long as they were happy, that’s all that mattered.
Qiao Xi leisurely ate her Western food, then got curious again.
She leaned toward Lin Qianwei and whispered, “By the way, if Ji Yunxiao bit you up like that, it must’ve been pretty intense, right? Did you two sleep together?”
Lin Qianwei’s face was blank.
“No.”
“Huh?” Qiao Xi was intrigued.
“Who couldn’t do it?”
Lin Qianwei glared at her.
“We were at the office.
I still had work to do.
Am I supposed to drop everything just because of Ji Yunxiao?”
Qiao Xi nodded seriously.
Then she gossiped, “So, are you still planning to sleep with her?”
Lin Qianwei took a slow sip of juice and wiped her mouth.
Her movements were elegant, but her expression was cold.
She let out a soft laugh, but it didn’t reach her eyes.
“Of course I am,” Lin Qianwei said.
“She bit me up like this.
I can’t just let it go.”
Lin Qianwei casually laid out her plan.
“I’m going to trick her into bed and then top her to death.”
Qiao Xi really wanted to laugh.
She used to find Lin Qianwei’s expression intimidating, but ever since Ji Yunxiao showed her that video of an angry cat going “awoo,” Qiao Xi found it hard to take Lin Qianwei seriously.
Qiao Xi burst out laughing on the spot.
Lin Qianwei: “?”
Lin Qianwei’s pretty brows furrowed.
“What are you laughing at now?”
“You’re just so cute,” Qiao Xi said.
Now she totally got what Ji Yunxiao meant.
Lin Qianwei’s face turned cold, clearly unhappy.
“Is there something wrong with you?”
Qiao Xi waved her off.
“Nothing, nothing.
I wish you luck topping her.”
Lin Qianwei snorted.
Even though she acted confident in front of Qiao Xi, Lin Qianwei wasn’t actually that sure of herself.
Because even if she wanted to sleep with Ji Yunxiao, there was no way she’d make the first move.
So what should she do? What exactly should she do?
While Lin Qianwei was hesitating, Ji Yunxiao sent a message: [I’ve still got something to do here, I’ll be home late.]
Lin Qianwei inexplicably felt relieved.
Fine, she could use the time to think of a plan.
Lin Qianwei’s plan was to post on a lesbian forum and ask: [How do you get a woman into bed?]
Soon there was a reply: [OP, are you pretty? If you’re pretty, it’s easy.]
Lin Qianwei opened her phone’s front camera, checked herself, then typed a reply: [Very pretty.]
[For real? If you’re really pretty, just crook your finger and women will come running.]
Crook her finger?
Lin Qianwei started to get an idea.
She searched online for ways to seduce women, even watched a few porn clips for research.
A complete plan formed in her mind, and Lin Qianwei immediately got to work.
She wanted to be ready before Ji Yunxiao got home.
But she waited until almost midnight and Ji Yunxiao still hadn’t come back.
Could Ji Yunxiao have found another lover?
Lin Qianwei was getting jealous for no reason, getting angrier the more she thought about it, when the door finally opened.
Ji Yunxiao walked in, smiled when she saw her, and spoke gently.
“Didn’t I tell you to go to bed first? Why are you still up?”
