Chapter 621 : Ling Ning, Are You Actually a Masochist
Morning, inside Qin Qing’s office.
Qin Qing frowned as she stared at the bandage wrapped around Ling Ning’s right hand. “Ling Ning, how careless do you have to be to end up with an injury like that?”
“It was... just an accident,” Ling Ning chuckled awkwardly.
She couldn’t exactly explain that she had used her hand to stop Su Ya from slamming the door shut. If she hadn’t, she might have lost her chance entirely.
“Seriously. Do you not realize how precious your body is right now?”
“I know you’re worried about me, Sister Qin Qing, but that sounds kind of weird when you put it like that.”
“Don’t sass me. Never mind. We’ll have post-production touch it up. It’s not like you’re doing a runway show anyway. But remember, your body is very important!”
Seeing Qin Qing’s serious expression, Ling Ning could only nod obediently.
Qin Qing seemed to recall something, tilting her head in thought. “I haven’t seen Xiao Ya around much recently. Did something happen?”
“Oh, that... Xiao Ya went back to her hometown. Something came up,” Ling Ning replied, averting her eyes.
As someone with years of business experience, Qin Qing immediately recognized the lie. However, she chose not to press Ling Ning about it.
“Got it. Anyway, you’re staying in the office for the next few days. You built up quite a backlog of work during exam season.”
“Eh?! But I’m injured!”
Qin Qing gave her a pointed look. “You know Fatty, right? He once got into a car accident and fractured his leg. The very next day, he was in the office on crutches. Want to try calling yourself an injured party again?”
“Nope, I’m fine! Totally fine!”
Their playful bickering was short-lived as the workday began. Ling Ning soon found herself swept up in her tasks. While her responsibilities were relatively simple, the backlog from her exams left her spinning like a top—finishing one thing only to move on to another. Occasionally, she even had to fill in as Qin Qing’s secretary for meetings.
By the end of the day, Ling Ning was utterly drained. She called her daughter to let her know she wouldn’t be coming home that night and collapsed onto the office couch without a care for her image.
“Can you at least maintain some decorum? You’re supposed to be my secretary,” Qin Qing remarked, raising an eyebrow.
“You exploitative boss! I’m just a model. Since when am I your secretary?!” Ling Ning shot back indignantly.
“Oh?”
Qin Qing’s lips curved into a mischievous smile. She stood, walked over to Ling Ning, and sat directly on her. Her hands naturally rested on Ling Ning’s waist.
Sensing danger, Ling Ning quickly stammered, “N-No! Sister Qin Qing is the best boss ever! I love working here!”
“Too late to say that now, don’t you think?”
With that, the office echoed with a sharp squeal. Fortunately, all the other employees had already left for the day, leaving only the two of them in the building.
A while later, Qin Qing looked down at the exhausted Ling Ning with satisfaction. “That’s what you get for provoking me.”
Panting slightly, Ling Ning glared weakly. Qin Qing hadn’t held back at all—her relentless tickling had left Ling Ning breathless with laughter. “Damn it! How does everyone know I’m so ticklish?!”
“Still tired?” Qin Qing teased.
“N-No, not anymore. But could you please get off me now? You’re... a bit heavy... cough, cough!”
Realizing her mistake too late, Ling Ning fell silent as Qin Qing’s smile took on a dangerous edge.
Without a word, Qin Qing flipped Ling Ning over and placed a firm hand on her backside.
“S-Sister Qin Qing, I’m sorry! You don’t need to spank me, do you?!” Ling Ning pleaded desperately.
“Avoiding the death penalty doesn’t mean you’re escaping punishment!”
With that, Qin Qing delivered a light but deliberate smack. It wasn’t particularly painful, but it was enough to make Ling Ning squirm.
As Qin Qing continued, Ling Ning’s face grew increasingly red. There was something strange about the sensation, and she hated how her body was reacting to it.
Noticing Ling Ning’s flushed face, Qin Qing smirked. “Your face is awfully red, Ling Ning. Feeling something?”
“Let me go! Not even my dad ever did this to me!”
“Really? So in a way, I’ve taken your ‘first time,’ haven’t I?”
“Don’t make it sound so misleading!”
“Fine, we’ll stop here for today,” Qin Qing relented, leaning closer to Ling Ning’s ear. In a low, teasing voice, she added, “But you were pretty enticing just now. Almost like... you were turned on.”
Ling Ning jolted as if electrified. “Who’s turned on?! That’s ridiculous!”
“Judging by your reaction... could it be true? Are you actually a masochist?” Qin Qing laughed, clearly enjoying herself.
“Sister Qin Qing, this is sexual harassment!”
“Don’t worry. I know the police chief quite well. I’ll just say you seduced me~” Qin Qing replied nonchalantly.
Ling Ning was left speechless. Something about Qin Qing’s demeanor tonight seemed off, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
“All right, enough fooling around. Go take a shower. I’ve got some paperwork to finish.”
“Fine.”
Ling Ning got up and walked into the small office suite. It was more like a mini apartment, equipped with everything necessary for an overnight stay. Qin Qing often used it when she worked late.
Ling Ning grabbed some clean clothes from the wardrobe and headed into the bathroom.
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Author’s Note:
A salty little fish moment~