Foolishly Flirting with the White Moonlight Leads to Being Marked - Chapter 19.2

Song Qingre walked into the courtyard. The butler chased after her to exchange car keys with her, saying that when Yan Qingqiu vomited yesterday, she had dirtied Song Qingre’s car. Later, he would have someone drive it out to be washed.

The moment Song Qingre left, Yan Qingqiu immediately had the butler take the keys and send her to the bar. The butler was very confused and asked, “Didn’t you say it wasn’t lost?”

“Don’t ask so much. Send me there first.” As Yan Qingqiu spoke, she glared at the butler. The butler knew nothing and only felt extremely innocent.

The butler could only go get another set of car keys. He opened the car door and invited their spoiled young miss to get in. Then he heard their spoiled young miss muttering, “It’s all because you don’t give sugar or drive the car. I was tortured to death reading it.”

Although the butler did not understand, he still performed his duty and drove her over.

Unfortunately, when Yan Qingqiu went into the quiet bar to ask, both the front desk and the bartender said they had not found her notebook.

Yan Qingqiu gestured repeatedly. “It’s a palm-sized notebook. I was sitting at Table 3 yesterday. Think again.”

The bartender asked, “Is there very important content inside? If it’s extremely important, you can go to the police station first and file a report. Then we can pull up the surveillance footage for you.”

It was not worth filing a police report over such a notebook.

Yan Qingqiu asked, “Can’t you just check the surveillance directly?”

“This… I’d have to ask the manager. After all, this is a bar. Surveillance footage can’t be casually taken out and shown to people. Every industry has its own rules. Please understand.”

Yan Qingqiu asked a few more times, but the other party still refused to budge. Yan Qingqiu was not very happy and inwardly grumbled: I’m never coming here again. At one glance, this bar is clearly not proper.

Making a huge fuss over a notebook really was not very good. She was about to go back, but still unwilling to give up, she reminded them again, “If you find it, remember to call me, okay? I’ll write my number for you.”

The bartender said there was no need. Who did not know Miss Yan?

The smile on the bartender’s face looked rather teasing. Yan Qingqiu guessed he was hinting at the matter of her drinking for Fu Ye. Yan Qingqiu felt uncomfortable all over. She did not stay long and stepped out in her high heels.

After coming out, she could not help sighing twice. Unlucky, unlucky!

Were all NPCs in the game world this uncultured? If you pick up a lost item, you should hand it in, understand?

“Forget it. Take me to the supermarket. I’ll buy another notebook!”

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On the other side.

After Song Qingre returned to the company, she continued handling Boss Zhang’s matter.

They had also contacted several lawyers to write a legal letter. The landline on the desk rang. The assistant called in and said, “Miss You from Sisyphus called. She said she picked something up yesterday, and it seems to be something you lost. Should I transfer the call over?”

Song Qingre thought briefly and figured it should be something Yan Qingqiu had lost. She nodded. “Tell her first that I’m busy. I’ll go over directly later to get it.”

After hanging up, Sheng Huajian continued, “That Boss Zhang is willing to accept the paintings now. Are we still going to work with the media?”

“He wanted to eat into our base, so naturally, we have to take a bite out of him too. Let’s borrow his shamelessness to build some reputation for our studio. Now we’re the ones looking for trouble with him.”

Sheng Huajian understood. Boss Zhang had encountered someone ruthless.

After Song Qingre finished handling the work on hand, she directly drove over to get the item. She knew You Liyin, the bar owner’s younger sister. The two had once been classmates. You Liyin had also studied painting for a period of time. Just as she had begun producing results, she felt it was meaningless and switched midway to vocal music. Later, she found vocal music boring and went to study opera. No matter what she learned, she could learn it, but she would forever only learn it halfway. In that sense, she could be considered a marvelous person.

When Song Qingre arrived, You Liyin was sitting at Table 3 waiting for her. Her gaze looked Song Qingre up and down, and she clicked her tongue. “Miss Song, you’re fast.”

Song Qingre sat opposite her and said politely, “Thank you for helping me put it away.”

“Small matter. I saw that your name was written all over it, so I specially had someone put it away.” You Liyin said, “Someone came to ask for it today too, but I didn’t give it to them.”

“Mm?” Song Qingre thought of who she meant. She reached out to take the notebook, but You Liyin pressed her hand down on it and said, “Ai, why the hurry? Chat with me a little. I have something I want your help with too.”

Song Qingre straightened up. You Liyin ordered drinks. Song Qingre shook her head and did not accept the drink, saying she still had to drive back to the company later.

During their student days, Song Qingre and You Liyin had been on pretty good terms. Back then, the two had been in the same class.

You Liyin held the notebook and asked, “Do you know who wrote this? It’s very interesting.”

Song Qingre thought that since she had seen the contents inside, Ye Sichun might have taken Yan Qingqiu’s accounts as Song Qingre suffering an economic crisis. “She wrote it for fun.”

You Liyin said, “Then this fun is a little excessive.”

“It’s all right.” Song Qingre smiled.

You Liyin clicked her tongue. “I still remember those years in high school. That little neighbor sister of yours came to find you every day. Didn’t you two fall out later?”

Song Qingre nodded and smiled. “We’re about to reconcile.”

You Liyin said, “You haven’t looked at the contents inside yet, have you?” Before Song Qingre could speak, she raised her brows. “I suggest you read it carefully.”

Song Qingre said thank you, the corners of her lips carrying a smile.

The two friends chatted for a while. You Liyin mentioned a few amusing things. During the period after the college entrance exam, she had often seen Yan Qingqiu at the bar. Every time, she would call Song Qingre and ask her to come pick Yan Qingqiu up. Their classmates saw it and felt that since the two still kept in contact so often after graduation, there was probably a story there. As a result, even now, some people still thought the two of them had once had a thing.

“Oh right, our bar is going to change its style later. Come over and help us take a look when you have time.” You Liyin’s older brother especially liked Song Qingre’s artistic style and had even pursued Song Qingre before. Back then, she had helped deliver quite a few love letters for him.

Song Qingre agreed. You Liyin handed the notebook to her. “Words are useless. We’ll have to sign a contract. Tomorrow, I’ll send someone over to find you. Miss Song, don’t go back on your word.” Then she smiled and said, “The contents of the notebook are very exciting.”

“Naturally.” Song Qingre put away her notebook.

Song Qingre came quickly and left quickly too. After putting away the notebook, she drove back to the studio. There was still other work to handle, so You Liyin did not keep her. She only stared at Song Qingre’s back and curved her lips into a smile.

After returning, Song Qingre was busy again. Recently, she had accepted more orders, and it was busier than she had expected. There were not enough people on the team. Only after meeting with the lawyer did she have free time. She was just about to message Yan Qingqiu and tell her that she had found the notebook, but after thinking about it, she raised her head and said to Sheng Huajian, “Have Xiao Fu bring me a cup of coffee. If there’s nothing important, try not to disturb me.”

“All right.”

When Song Qingre flipped through Yan Qingqiu’s notebook again, her mind briefly went through their high school life. You Liyin had told her about one deeply memorable amusing incident.

It had been their last Christmas in high school. Everyone exchanged apples with each other. Song Qingre had been very popular at school and received many apples in one breath. After Yan Qingqiu found out, she wanted to prepare something different. She held an enormous pomelo and shouted for Song Qingre beneath her teaching building. Because her face was red, she directly used the huge pomelo to cover her face. At the time, the snow had been heavy, and that yellow pomelo had a huge smiling face drawn on it.

Later, when she saw people online laughing at elementary school students’ writing, like “big eyes, red cheeks,” she always felt deeply about it. Because she truly remembered that there was a girl with big eyes and red cheeks. Only, she was not like an apple. She was very much like a pomelo.

It was quite funny.

The first page of the small ledger had Yan Qingqiu’s own name written on it.

Yan Qingqiu’s handwriting was not ugly. It was proper and stiff, written stroke by stroke. The handwriting was still the same as before, but it seemed she did not really know how to use a fountain pen. Often, patches were smeared black. Inside, there were even more mentions of Song Qingre’s name.

[Song Qingre’s fountain pen: 30,000!]

Beside it was a small fountain pen drawing. It was not drawn very well. Flipping further down, there were more words.

[Everything in the pen holder is black. Black suits Song Qingre very well.]

[Song Qingre likes eating meat quite a bit. I saw her keep eating tender beef. She just can’t really eat spicy food. After eating a little spice, she has to drink water.]

[This Xitulanya Restaurant is way too expensive. One meal costs 3,000 yuan. 3,000 yuan! Song Qingre ate strawberries. Strawberries x10, should be around 70 yuan, right… Xitulanya Restaurant actually charges 300. Why don’t they just rob people!]

[The strawberries were so sweet. Tearfully eating 600 yuan worth of strawberries ::>_<::]

[Ai yo wei, Song Qingre, songqingre… intimate heat, spicy desire, Song, send, send her to be intimate with me and be spicy] Of course, the word “me” had been blackened out. Song Qingre held the notebook toward the light and looked at it for a good while before making out what the character was.

There were still several more pages afterward. Her friend must have seen this page, which was why her expression had been so strange and why she had specially reminded Song Qingre to look.

The notebook was only the size of a palm, and this page had especially many words. Her handwriting was very small, and at a glance, it looked densely packed.

She had written this:

[1. That day, Miss Yan and Miss Song had lunch together. Miss Song picked up the steak on the table and cut it nicely for Miss Yan, as gentle as she had been back then. The two gazed at each other with affection. If one more second passed, they would have gone to a hotel, asked for a big bed, and rolled together until thunder hooked earthfire. Miss Yan said, “Qingre…” Miss Song said, “So embarrassing. You’re actually calling me intimate heat.”

2. And so, they could not hold back. In the car, Miss Yan fiercely pressed her against the steering wheel. Miss Song trembled like chaff, tears falling like rain. Yan Qingqiu showed no mercy and said wickedly, “Baby, you really know how to cry…”

3. The car almost collapsed from being ravaged. The black Maybach bumped along the road for an entire afternoon. Miss Yan kissed the gland at the back of her neck. “Citrus-flavored baby smells so good. Do you like it? If you like it, say it…”]

Song Qingre held the notebook and looked at it for a long while, a little dazed. She spent quite some time mentally preparing herself before calming down. After thinking about it, she took a pen and wrote “chaff” beside the mistaken word. Beside “ravaged,” she prepared to correct the character, but after thinking, she felt it was still not right. Combining it with the context, she changed it to “collapsed.”

She looked at the empty line at the very bottom and helped add another sentence.

That afternoon, everyone in the studio discovered that Miss Song, who had always been steady, smiled a little too often. From time to time, she could not help using documents to cover her face. Even while working, she was not as strict as usual.

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Because she was in a good mood, Song Qingre worked efficiently and returned relatively early in the afternoon. When she came back, Yan Qingqiu was tinkering with something in the kitchen. Song Qingre did not hurry to call her and went upstairs first.

When Yan Qingqiu came out of the kitchen, she saw that Song Qingre had returned and was sitting on the sofa with her long legs crossed. She held a financial newspaper and was flipping through it. Yan Qingqiu quietly swept over to take a look and discovered she was looking at the stock section. Yan Qingqiu could not understand a single line.

Dinner was eaten at home. The butler went over to tell Song Qingre something: Mr. Yan was coming back early.

Song Qingre answered softly and looked at Yan Qingqiu. The butler lowered his voice mysteriously and said, “Miss also takes this very seriously. The moment she heard about this, she became very excited.”

Yan Qingqiu heard it: Laughing to death. It was not excitement at all. She just did not dare act recklessly.

Usually, Yan Qingqiu had not been idle. While chatting with Su Xingjie, she had gotten quite a bit of information and figured out what had happened before. Because she had wholeheartedly loved Fu Ye and had no shame, she had made many jokes in the circle, essentially making Father Yan lose all face. Because she had refused to repent, the father and daughter had a terrible relationship. Father Yan hated that she had failed to live up to expectations.

According to Su Xingjie, she had previously wanted to marry Fu Ye. Father Yan had actually never agreed at all, but she insisted and directly angered Father Yan into the hospital. Even then, Father Yan still did not relent. Later, Yan Qingqiu planned to forcefully move into Fu Ye’s villa. Father Yan sent people to capture her and bring her back, locking her up for several days. In the end, she refused to eat or drink and caused all kinds of trouble, so Father Yan finally loosened his mouth and agreed to let them get engaged first. Now, she suddenly wanted to break off the engagement… It was strange.

After hearing all that, Yan Qingqiu thought that if she were the father of such a useless daughter, she would directly break her legs!

Without hesitation.

Whether she was beaten to death was not the main point. The main point was: parents should understand their daughters the most, right? What if she did not fool him well and he suspected her identity?

Song Qingre did not know the little calculations in her heart and said, “Then I’ll clear a day in my schedule. I’ll invite Uncle to a meal. I’ve stayed here for several days, so I feel quite embarrassed.”

The butler was just about to speak when Yan Qingqiu wiped her hands and stopped him. “You don’t need to worry about it. He’ll be so tired after coming back. We’ll eat at home.”

Song Qingre thought seriously for a moment, then said, “You’re right. I didn’t consider it properly. When the time comes, we’ll have the head chef make some dishes Uncle likes. If you need my help, just say so.”

Yan Qingqiu had no intention of letting her help. She had already decided on the menu.

The butler finished arranging things and prepared to tell the servants to clean the villa tomorrow. Then he remembered another matter and turned back, going over to tell Yan Qingqiu, “Right, Miss. Tomorrow, the medical team will come over for physical examinations.”

“Medical team?”

She had not even done anything yet, but a chill ran down Yan Qingqiu’s neck. “Why do we need to call a medical team?”

Yan Qingqiu subconsciously looked at Song Qingre, feeling that Song Qingre was causing trouble. Song Qingre made no movement and looked very calm. She turned her head to look at the butler.

The butler said in confusion, “Hasn’t our family always had a checkup every two quarters? We haven’t done one for half a year. This date was scheduled before. This morning, Sir also specifically mentioned this matter.”

Yan Qingqiu swallowed. She did not know. It had most likely been arranged before she transmigrated here. Her father’s matter had not even been handled yet, so why did she suddenly have to do a physical examination too? This was too sudden!

“I forgot. Is that not allowed?” She looked toward the door. Song Qingre was still reading today’s newspaper, but Yan Qingqiu dared say she absolutely had not read a single word. She was deliberately putting on an act there because she wanted to see Yan Qingqiu’s reaction.

Song Qingre had not dispelled her suspicions at all and had been looking for an opportunity.

“Can they just not come?” Yan Qingqiu bit her lip and asked softly, her gaze secretly moving toward Song Qingre. “There are so many things going on lately. Who has time? Dad will be so tired when he comes back. Won’t this disturb him?”

The butler said, “The money has already been spent. You also skipped the last checkup entirely. This time, Sir will be back, so you should be a little obedient. Sir’s work this time has not been that smooth. The checkup is only one day. Miss Song will also be checked. It just so happens we can finish everything before Sir comes home, so Sir won’t have to arrange doctors while exhausted after coming back.”

“She’s getting checked too?” Yan Qingqiu went completely numb. Wouldn’t that mean Song Qingre would be watching her the whole time?

The butler nodded. “You will do the checkup first. After that, all the household helpers will undergo a checkup too. Once Master has rested well, we’ll also arrange a full checkup for him. How does that sound?”

Yan Qingqiu grew even more stunned.

Heavens. If they found out during the checkup, wouldn’t she socially die right inside the villa?

Yan Qingqiu bit her lip and continued glancing at Song Qingre. She felt so angry inside but could not show it. “Fine. Go arrange it.”

After saying that, she began racking her brain over what to do. Run away? Obviously not. Her father was coming back. If she really ran, her father would be furious to death.

Yan Qingqiu stood up and looked at Song Qingre. She circled around Song Qingre once. Song Qingre acted as if she did not see her and even flipped the paper in front of her.

Too angry. Yan Qingqiu walked over and pretended to accidentally step on Song Qingre’s small leather shoe. Song Qingre put down the newspaper and looked at her. Yan Qingqiu lowered her head and said without the slightest apology, “It was an accident.”

Song Qingre crossed her legs, the tip of her shoe lifting slightly. She only said a soft “oh,” then said, “You don’t want the physical examination, so you’re taking revenge on me?”

“Who said I don’t want the physical examination?”

“I thought you were afraid others would discover some secret, so you didn’t want the checkup.” Song Qingre spoke even more directly. Then she looked at her own shoe. A patch of white dust had been stepped onto the toe. She probably could not bear it and looked at it twice more.

Yan Qingqiu gritted her teeth hard. Who had a secret!

She was still angry when her leg suddenly felt numb. She lowered her head and saw that Song Qingre’s leg had stretched over. The tip of the leather shoe rubbed against her calf, climbing upward in a straight line.

Song Qingre looked at her and said softly, “Qiuqiu, it was an accident.”

It was numb. The strength she used to rub was not heavy.

Yet it made her whole body go soft. So itchy.

The tip of her leather shoe was hard, and it hooked against Yan Qingqiu’s calf again.

Song Qingre raised her brows slightly, using her expression to ask what was wrong. Yan Qingqiu bit her lip tightly. She absolutely could not expose herself until the very last moment. But she was also so angry. She turned and walked upstairs, moving quite fast. Fortunately, the butler dodged quickly, or she would have bumped into him.

The butler did not understand the meaning of this and looked at Song Qingre sitting in the chair. Song Qingre was no longer reading the newspaper. Her fingers held the financial paper pressed against her leg, and she looked at Yan Qingqiu’s back with a laugh.

Song Qingre took another tissue to wipe her shoe and said, “Ai, Alphas like us have extremely unstable emotions. We wish we could get checked every day.”

Those words were basically pointing at Yan Qingqiu and saying she was not an A.

Yan Qingqiu was completely incompetent with rage. She clenched her fist and punched the door. Damn it. One day, she would take revenge.

Enduring for a while made the sea and sky broad. Taking one step back only made her angrier.

Yan Qingqiu opened the door and slammed it loudly.

But… what should she do?

Telling her only now was most likely because they were afraid she would run. They had to make sure to say it when her father was coming back. She could not possibly run around when her father was about to return, right?

Vicious. Too vicious.

Yan Qingqiu suspected that even the butler had been turned by Song Qingre.

Yan Qingqiu calmed down for a while and wanted to come out to take a look. When she opened the door, Song Qingre happened to pass by. Song Qingre looked at her. “Mm?”

Yan Qingqiu closed the door again and picked up her phone to look at it.

The feeling of meeting Father Yan was inexplicably like a little daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws for the first time. She even began thinking about what clothes to wear and what tone to use when speaking.

Yan Qingqiu paced back and forth in the bedroom several times. She took out her phone and flipped through the chat history. “She” and Father Yan had very few chats. Most of them were: “Dad, give me money.” “Dad, I’m going to see Fu Ye.” “Dad, I want to move out.” “Dad, I love him as much as my life.” Perhaps because this wicked daughter was too troublesome, Father Yan rarely replied to her. He usually directly said: [You wait. I’ll talk to you when I get back!]

Yan Qingqiu struggled for a long time and typed a few words into the chat box. She carefully checked them back and forth.

Yan Qingqiu: [Dad, thank you for your hard work. Be careful coming back.]

So embarrassing.

Yan Qingqiu sat on the floor and covered her face. So awkward. She deleted “Dad,” but after deleting it, she felt strangely sad again.

She could not explain why. Maybe it was because she had been an orphan for so long and had never experienced the fatherly love others spoke of.

She calmed down for a long while and finally kept the word “Dad.” After all, one would not hit a smiling person!

She had even called him Dad.

Would Dad reply?

She knew the other person might not reply, but she could not help hoping.

She waited and waited. She really wanted one more message to appear quickly.

Yan Qingqiu wanted to send another message but did not dare. In all these days since she transmigrated here, she had never contacted “Dad.” She clenched her fist and hit the bed, then knocked against the pillow. When she hit the corner of the bed, a corner of her little notebook was exposed beneath the pillow.

Wasn’t this her little notebook?

Yan Qingqiu took it out and flipped through it, confirming it was her notebook. She pursed her lips, her mood improving a little. At least her little notebook had been found, right? This meant it was a good omen.

After searching for him a thousand times in the crowd, another village appeared beyond the dark willows and bright flowers!

Yan Qingqiu felt much better. She changed the original nickname “Old Man” to “Dad.”

Then she kissed her little notebook.

After doing everything, Yan Qingqiu took clothes and went to shower. As she washed, she comforted herself. A doctor’s examination was easy to muddle through. As the young miss, she could order the other party not to reveal it, right? She was the patient. Would the doctor dare have no medical ethics?

As for Father Yan, she would act according to the situation and use her acting skills.

For the first time meeting family, she had to stay steady. When the time came, she had to clearly recognize the person and not be too dramatic. She took a deep breath, lay on the bed, and still wanted to cry.

What a sin.

Yan Qingqiu still could not sleep. She worried about the physical examination and about meeting her father. She turned over and looked at her notebook, then climbed up and took a pen, planning to cross out the one hundred thousand she had kindly deducted before.

She had to make Song Qingre repay it. Repay it until her family fortune was emptied.

Yan Qingqiu was still using the fountain pen she had taken from Song Qingre. She forcefully uncapped it and flipped through a page. Seeing that “trembling like chaff” had been corrected, she froze. She closed the notebook and opened it again, seeing that another character had been corrected. Then… at the final line, she saw a sentence written neatly and properly in slender-gold script.

[“Qiuqiu-jiejie, don’t, don’t. I’m so scared. You’re bad, so bad. I like an Omega like you best, one with strong stamina and good endurance~”]

A few minutes later, Yan Qingqiu slammed her head into the pillow and cried.

Damn it. Fuck.

She already would not be able to sleep all night. After reading this…

She felt she would not be able to sleep for several days and nights.

Author’s Note:

Miss Song’s sentence can actually be shortened by two characters: endurance*

I updated ten thousand words today. I want a reward. Please help me add my pre-collection to favorites, please.

Title: After Having 28 Wives, I Overturned

“Your wife made you strawberry pie?”

“Yes. Your wife made one for you too? My wife likes hiding strawberries in cream and letting me hunt for treasure. So cute.”

“What a coincidence. My wife is the same.”

A passerby curiously poked their head over. “Hahahaha, your wives aren’t the same person, right? Although, my wife also likes doing that. Hahahahaha… ha?”

The three people’s eyes gradually turned scarlet, and they all looked toward a certain woman about to make her grand entrance into the café.

Meanwhile, Mu Tong, who had just transmigrated from ten years ago and become the same wife of all three people: ?

I’m going to die! Is there still time to run??

Mu Tong pulled up her legs and ran. Three hours later, she finally reached the “safe house” the system had mentioned. She pushed open the door, and a woman wearing only a white shirt looked at her. Her fair thighs walked toward Mu Tong step by step, and she smiled.

The dagger hidden behind her back shone brightly!

“Wife, welcome home.”

System: [This is the wife you are about to properly marry.]

Mu Tong hid in the washroom, trembling. After searching the keyword “wife” on her phone, she burst into tears: I’m crying. Can someone tell me why, ten years ago, I didn’t even have a single girlfriend, but ten years later, I’m this flirtatious! I actually have twenty-eight wives…

Now the car has overturned directly, and twenty-eight wives have gathered together…

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Mini Theater.

One day, the twenty-eight-year-old sea queen and the eighteen-year-old little white rabbit’s souls collided.

Sea Queen: “Want to know why I’m this wild? Call me darling.”

Little White Rabbit: “Shameless. You even covet your own body.”