Chapter 542: The Obedient Good Man

Lin Yuan stood in place, at a loss, looking at the laundry basket, his ears burning hot enough to fry an egg.

Just now Qin Bore said she was washing clothes, he thought…… it was just ordinary outerwear or something.

As it turned out…… even her underwear was actually mixed in underneath.

This?

The warm light in the bathroom shone on those soft clothes……

It made Lin Yuan's heartbeat instantly lose its rhythm.

He, a grown man, helping Qin Bore wash her intimate clothing—this scene……

Was also too ambiguous.

This is a blessing for a man, ah.

"What's wrong? Did you put too much detergent?" At that moment, Qin Bore walked in holding a cup of hot tea.

She saw Lin Yuan frozen in place, and, puzzled, followed his gaze……

When she saw…… the pink lace peeking out from the laundry basket.

Qin Bore's cheeks instantly flushed, and she instinctively covered her mouth.

"Oh sorry!" Qin Bore hurried forward, vexedly tapping her forehead, "I was in a rush to find detergent and forgot to pull out the underwear…… I had intended to wash them separately, but in my hurry I got them mixed up."

She reached to grab the intimate clothing from the laundry basket, but Lin Yuan stopped her.

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, the tips of his ears still flushed.

Lin Yuan, however, feigned calm and looked away: "It's fine, anyway they all need washing—might as well do them together."

He picked up the specialized underwear detergent from beside him, squeezed a little into his palm, "Is this detergent neutral? It's just right for intimate clothing."

Qin Bore stood frozen, watching Lin Yuan roll up his sleeves, gently pressing the underwear into the warm water, his fingertips carefully kneading the lace edges……

His movements were clumsy, yet exceptionally gentle.

At this moment, Qin Bore's heartbeat also inexplicably quickened a bit.

Her teacup almost slipped from her hand, and she could only whisper: "Um, then…… thank you. I'm really sorry to have you wash this for me."

"It's fine." Lin Yuan's voice was somewhat muffled, his eyes fixed on the water surface, not daring to look up at her, "I often hand-wash my own clothes at home, it's no trouble."

Actually he always uses a washing machine at home; this line was purely to ease the awkwardness.

Qin Bore said nothing more, quietly placed the hot tea on the sink's edge, and turned to walk out of the bathroom……

But her steps were much slower than before, and when she reached the living room she couldn't help glancing back……

The warm yellow light fell on Lin Yuan's earnest profile, making even his flushed ear tips look especially pleasing.

Lin Yuan spent over half an hour…… before finishing washing all the clothes.

Underwear and outerwear, he hung them to dry on two separate racks.

Holding the clothes, Lin Yuan walked to the balcony; Qin Bore was standing by the fish tank feeding "Xiao Lin."

Hearing the movement, she turned and smiled: "Done? The balcony has a drying rack; I'll get you the clips."

The two stood side by side on the balcony hanging clothes, moonlight overlapping their shadows.

Lin Yuan hung the pink underwear on the innermost drying rod, trying to avoid a conspicuous spot……

Qin Bore saw this, and the smile at the corners of her mouth grew richer.

Sweet Cone crouched beside the drying rack, occasionally rubbing its head against Lin Yuan's pant leg, emitting a clingy "meow."

"It's getting late; your place isn't that close, so head back and rest early." After the clothes were dried, Qin Bore handed him a clean towel: "Wipe your hands; you got quite wet earlier."

Lin Yuan took the towel, wiped his hands, and was about to say goodbye……

As it turned out, Qin Bore suddenly asked: "Lin Yuan, if my home's plumbing breaks or the washing machine acts up again, could I call you to help fix it?"

"Of course." Lin Yuan nodded without thinking, "Besides, I don't live far away—I'm available whenever called."

Qin Bore's eyes lit up, she stepped half a pace forward, her tone tinged with mischief: "So… would you be willing to help me wash clothes every day from now on?"

"Huh?" Lin Yuan was completely stunned, mouth open, unable to react for a while.

His mind was filled with the three words "wash every day."

Lin Yuan's ear tips instantly reddened again, and he instinctively nodded: "Can… can."

"Pfft~"

With a sound, Qin Bore laughed out loud.

She reached out and tapped Lin Yuan's arm: "Just kidding! You actually believed it?"

She raised her eyebrows, deliberately teasing him: "Wanting to help me wash clothes every day? You're not qualified enough. Hurry up and go—this young lady needs to sleep."

Only then did Lin Yuan realize he'd been played.

He felt a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, picked up his jacket, and walked to the door.

Sweet Cone kept following at his feet, and when he changed shoes it jumped onto his leg, using its tiny claws to hook his pant leg, looking reluctant to part.

"Sweet Cone, don't fuss, let Lin Yuan brother go back." Qin Bore picked up Sweet Cone, gently rubbed its head, "Lin Yuan brother will still come later."

She waved at Lin Yuan: "Watch your safety on the road, and send me a message when you arrive."

"Okay." Lin Yuan nodded slightly, pushed the door open, and walked out.

The moment the door closed, Lin Yuan leaned against the hallway wall, only then realizing his heartbeat hadn't calmed down.

He recalled Qin Bore's smiling expression, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily lifted slightly.

……

Indoors, Qin Bore had just placed Sweet Cone on the sofa when a faint sound came from the entryway.

A side bedroom door opened.

A beautiful woman in a black dress walked out gracefully.

It was her personal assistant, Lin Yun'er.

"Miss, you really forget righteousness for beauty, for the sake of dating him I hid in the small room all night, my stomach is starving." Lin Yun'er rubbed her stomach and said angrily.

"Sure, order takeout yourself." Qin Bore threw the phone to Lin Yun'er, letting her order takeout herself.

Lin Yun'er sat on the sofa and said angrily, "Then I'll order lots of delicious food~"

While ordering takeout, she glanced over the balcony's clothes rack with her beautiful eyes.

Lin Yun'er laughed and asked, "Miss, you really have Lin Yuan wash your underwear? Won't that be too much of a test for him?"

Qin Bore lifted the milk, took a sip, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes: "Only a test can show whether he's obedient or not."

Qin Bore looked toward the balcony, the corner of her mouth curling into a confident smile: "However, Lin Yuan performed well just now. He's fairly obedient, not bad, not bad. To be my man, he must listen to my words."

Lin Yun'er laughed along: "Then Lin Yuan this time fully meets your standard. But you just teased him saying 'wash every day', seeing his nervous look, it's actually quite cute."

Qin Bore put down the milk cup, walked to the balcony to look at the hanging clothes; under the moonlight, the pink lace swayed gently in the evening breeze.

She reached out and touched the clothes rack, her fingertips retaining the warmth Lin Yuan had just left, and she said softly: "What's the use of being cute? One must be obedient. But… his down-to-earth earnestness is far better than those smooth-talkers."

……

Monday morning, inside the Su Group.

Inside the elevator lobby, it was packed with employees holding breakfast.

Lin Yuan wore a neat white shirt, holding thick Wind Control Department documents in his arms.

At that moment, the elevator arrived at the floor of the Wind Control Department.

Lin Yuan finally squeezed out of the elevator with difficulty, then hurried toward his office.

After the weekend's rest, his focus returned to the work of the Wind Control Department.

……

Meanwhile, in the Deputy General Manager's private office.

Sun Weiwei stared at the pregnancy test stick in her hand with a complex gaze.

On the white test strip only a single red line appeared, like a thorn stabbing into her eye.

She tremblingly picked up the pregnancy test stick, then pulled out two more from the drawer……

This was the third test she had taken in a row this morning, and the result was exactly the same.

"Why……" Sun Weiwei's voice filled with disbelief.

She pressed her fingertips so hard…… it was almost crushing the pregnancy test stick.

She had clearly followed the plan, deliberately choosing the high-risk period when she had relations with Lin Yuan.

She even started taking fertility medication a week in advance.

She even carried out every detail the doctor said about "increasing the chance of conception."

But the result still ended in failure.

Those two intentionally designed moments of intimacy, in her view, were supposed to be a "one-shot" bargaining chip.

But now, she failed to become pregnant.

This, however, became a joke about Sun Weiwei.

Outside the office's floor-to-ceiling window the sunlight was bright, but Sun Weiwei's world was utterly gloomy.

She recalled her father Sun Licheng's anxious gaze……

She recalled the price she had paid to win over Lin Yuan……

Resentment and anger instantly consumed her.

Sun Weiwei angrily threw the pregnancy test stick into the trash can.

"It must be Lin Yuan's problem!" Sun Weiwei gritted her teeth, silently thinking to herself.

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

She took a deep breath, quickly walked out of the office, heading toward the Wind Control Department……

Along the way, coworkers seeing her grim expression instinctively avoided her, no one daring to approach and speak.

……

Wind Control Department.

Lin Yuan had just sat down in his office, currently processing Wind Control Department documents.

Suddenly, the office door was shoved open violently.

Sun Weiwei stood at the doorway, her eyes resentful and bloodshot, she clenched her teeth and just stared at Lin Yuan.

Before Lin Yuan could speak, she backhandedly shut the office door and locked it.

With a "click" sound, the two were completely cut off from the outside world.

"Sun Weiwei, what are you here for?" Lin Yuan frowned, stood up and created distance.

He had long been on guard against Sun Weiwei.

Especially after the previous dinner gathering, he deliberately avoided any one-on-one contact.

"What do you want?" Sun Weiwei stepped closer, her voice cold with anger: "Lin Yuan, tell me, why haven't I gotten pregnant?"

Sun Weiwei said, taking out the pregnancy test stick and throwing it in front of Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan startled? He glanced at the pregnancy test stick.

Lin Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

"Sun Weiwei, do you think doing this will get you pregnant with my child and force me to help you?" Lin Yuan sneered.

"You……" Sun Weiwei pointed at Lin Yuan's nose, tears welling up again: "We clearly…… clearly did that, and twice! I even took fertility medication, tell me why I didn't get pregnant?!"

Lin Yuan calmly explained, "Because I inserted the Silver Needle into an acupoint on your buttocks beforehand, making it impossible for you to conceive."

"Swish!" Upon hearing this, Sun Weiwei's pretty face changed.

At this very moment, Sun Weiwei finally realized.

She clenched her teeth, angrily said, "No wonder... the last time I felt a sharp pain, it was you inserting the Silver Needle, right?!"

Lin Yuan nodded, admitted, "Yes."

Sun Weiwei collapsed at this moment, "Lin Yuan... you... bastard! ~"

Her painstakingly crafted pregnancy plan, which she had finally managed to devise, was just ruined by Lin Yuan.

Sun Weiwei was furious, unwilling to accept it!

In her anger, Sun Weiwei suddenly lunged forward again.

She pressed Lin Yuan beneath her.

"Scumbag, I won't just let this slide! I will definitely get pregnant with your child!" Sun Weiwei said... and then...