My Online Lover Lives Next Door (GL) - Chapter 42

He Qing frowned. She felt that Jian Fanxing was doubting her feelings.

She loved her—no matter what kind of person she was, she loved her.

But Little Star didn’t believe in her love at all.

He Qing felt a bit down. She ran her fingers through Jian Fanxing’s soft, silky hair, focusing on blow-drying it, and didn’t say another word.

Today was supposed to be their happiest moment together. But because of her one sentence, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Jian Fanxing’s mind was filled with confusion.

Did she say something wrong?

Why did her sister suddenly stop talking to her?

They lay together in bed, and even though she was snuggled in He Qing’s arms, Jian Fanxing felt as if there was a great distance between them. In this moment, their hearts just couldn’t seem to connect.

“Sis…” Jian Fanxing tightened her hug around He Qing, as if afraid that if she didn’t hold on tight enough, He Qing would disappear.

“Mm.” He Qing gave a soft response. Thinking about Jian Fanxing’s exhaustion, she said, “Little Star, just rest at home this afternoon. I’ll come home early tonight.”

Home. Without realizing it, He Qing had already started referring to this place—where she had only lived for about a month—as “home.”

Jian Fanxing thought for a moment. She had already visited He Qing’s company in the morning. At least 80% of the employees now knew she was the boss’s wife. Besides, she still had editing work to do and her own plans to work on. If she wanted to find a good job, she needed to prepare an impressive resume.

So she nodded obediently. “Okay, then I’ll cook something you like and wait for you at home.”

“How about I make something to eat now?” Jian Fanxing suddenly sat up. They had come home for lunch, but in the end, they hadn’t eaten anything at all.

Thinking about how her sister still had a long afternoon of work ahead, Jian Fanxing felt a pang of sympathy.

But He Qing couldn’t bear to let Jian Fanxing, who had just been exhausted by her, cook while still feeling tired.

“No need. I’ll just order some takeout later,” He Qing said casually.

She wasn’t too picky about food. Of course, it was nice if the meal suited her taste, but if not, it didn’t really matter—just as long as she didn’t go hungry and trigger her stomach issues.

“But you, I’ll have someone bring you food later. Make sure you eat,” He Qing instructed.

Jian Fanxing nodded obediently.

Around 2 PM, He Qing had to leave for work.

After their intimacy earlier, neither of them wanted to part. Seeing how clingy Jian Fanxing was, He Qing suddenly felt like being a little irresponsible. “How about I just skip work today?”

“Skip work? No way.” Jian Fanxing shook her head like a drum. She had already taken up a lot of He Qing’s time in the morning, and with all the documents piling up on He Qing’s desk, she didn’t want to act spoiled any further.

Her sister was such an outstanding person. As her girlfriend, how could she hold her back?

With a serious expression, Jian Fanxing pushed He Qing toward the door. “Sis, go now, or you’ll be late.”

Watching Jian Fanxing suppress her reluctance and act so mature and understanding, He Qing suddenly wished she could be a little more willful.

“I’m leaving now,” He Qing said. Her life wasn’t just about love—she also had the He Group to take care of, along with thousands of employees who depended on her.

Jian Fanxing watched He Qing disappear from sight before finally closing the door.

Of course, she closed the door to He Qing’s house—then turned and walked back to her own home.

After returning home, Jian Fanxing turned on her computer. She first copied the photos from her camera, then started editing the ones she had taken earlier that day. Although, in her opinion, her sister already looked perfect without any edits.

Staring at the screen, where He Qing looked so refined and untouchable, Jian Fanxing’s eyes sparkled as she admired the photos for a long time.

Thinking about how people in the comments would surely call He Qing their ‘wife’ once she posted the pictures, Jian Fanxing let out a sweet but jealous humph and muttered to herself, “She’s my wife.”

Mine. No one can take her away.

Jian Fanxing worked efficiently. In less than thirty minutes, she had fully edited all the photos from today’s shoot. Then, she selected six of them and uploaded them to her social media account before hitting publish.

After posting the photos, she didn’t pay them much attention and instead focused on preparing her resume. Then, she started looking for job openings at well-known companies.

Since her specialty was photography, she applied directly for photographer positions.

However, the companies she chose were those with some recognition in the industry but not the top-tier ones.

At that moment, Jian Fanxing regretted relying on her natural talent in photography and choosing to become a freelancer right after graduation. If she had entered a bigger company back then, learned more, and gained experience, she wouldn’t be struggling now to find impressive works to add to her resume.

“Oh well, I’ll just wait for replies.” Regret wasn’t her style. After sulking for a moment, she quickly regained her usual energy.

She picked up her phone and opened her social media app to check on her post. As long as the app hadn’t restricted her post, she should already be seeing reactions from netizens.

But in reality, the response was far crazier than she expected. People had actually recognized her sister?

She scrolled through the comments and found that they were all filled with surprise.

“Isn’t this He Group’s President He? I thought she never allowed any photos of her outside of media interviews?”

“That aside, President He is seriously so attractive…”

“The photographer is really skilled! They made President He look so good that I almost want to marry her. I wonder if she would marry me?”

“Am I the only one curious about the relationship between the photographer and President He? Taking such beautiful photos of her in her office—are we sure this is something just anyone could do?”

“I agree! I just checked this blogger’s page. She used to only take photos of ordinary people. President He is the first high-profile figure she has photographed.”

Yes, He Qing was not part of the entertainment industry, but her fame was no less than that of any celebrity.

After all, there were very few women in the world who had wealth, beauty, and ability all at once. And among them, He Qing was the most outstanding.

So, the attention He Qing received was no less than that of a star.

Jian Fanxing went back to look through her previous works. She wasn’t sure if love was clouding her judgment, but in the past, she had always been satisfied with her photos. However, now, when she looked at them again, they seemed just average. The most beautiful one was still her sister.

As expected, no one’s heart is truly impartial.

Just as Jian Fanxing was lost in thought, her phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID. It was Zhang Jiangyuan, a beautiful woman she had previously photographed. Zhang Jiangyuan had loved the pictures Jian Fanxing took of her. She was the only person Jian Fanxing had worked with twice among all the ordinary people she had photographed. Because of that, they had become friends.

“Fanxing, do you know President He?” As soon as the call connected, Zhang Jiangyuan’s excited voice got straight to the point.

“Yes, I do,” Jian Fanxing replied.

“Really? That’s amazing!” Upon getting a definite answer, Zhang Jiangyuan became even more excited. Jian Fanxing could even hear her let out a high-pitched scream on the other end of the line.

Jian Fanxing thought about her own reaction when she first met He Qing. Compared to Zhang Jiangyuan, she was much more reserved.

Hmm, at least she didn’t act like someone who had never seen the world before.

After calming down a little, Zhang Jiangyuan made a request. “Fanxing, could you help me arrange a meeting with President He?”

Meet with her sister?

Jian Fanxing was confused, but before she could ask, Zhang Jiangyuan quickly explained, “Fanxing, here’s the thing—I work at BS Fashion. We’ve been trying to get a meeting with President He for a long time. But as you know, she’s always busy, and she has never accepted invitations like this before. When I saw her photos on your account, I figured you two must know each other. So I wanted to ask if you could help us set up a meeting with her.”

“Also, our editor-in-chief said she has seen your work and thinks your photography skills are excellent. If we manage to schedule a shoot with President He, she wants you to be the main photographer. And, Fanxing, let me tell you something—our editor-in-chief seems interested in signing you as our official photographer.”

“Fanxing, what do you think? Can you help me with this?”

“Uh… Jiangyuan, can I give you an answer later?” Jian Fanxing hesitated.

BS Fashion was clearly interested in her sister, but she couldn’t make a decision on her behalf.

At the same time, Jiangyuan was her friend, and rejecting her outright felt a little too harsh. Jian Fanxing figured she would wait until the evening, talk to her sister after work, and then give Jiangyuan a response.

“Alright, Fanxing, I’ll wait for you.” Even though she didn’t get an immediate answer, Zhang Jiangyuan still held onto some hope as she said goodbye.

After work, He Qing went home first. When she didn’t see Jian Fanxing, she changed into her loungewear and went next door.

With practiced ease, she entered Jian Fanxing’s house by typing in the passcode. As soon as she stepped inside, she heard the sound of a spatula hitting a pan in the kitchen.

He Qing looked at Jian Fanxing’s busy figure in the kitchen, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

Leaning against the doorway, He Qing stared at Jian Fanxing in a daze.

They say love makes people see beauty where others don’t. To He Qing, even now, with her loose-fitting clothes and an apron tied around her waist, Jian Fanxing was still the most beautiful person in the world.

Her loose clothes seemed to hide her great figure, but the apron’s strings tied around her waist had the opposite effect—it highlighted her slim waist instead.

Hmm, her little star’s waist was indeed slender—just enough for a perfect grip. And not just that, it felt very nice to the touch. After all, she had personally tested it three hours ago.

He Qing glanced at her own hand. She thought, not just three hours ago—every day from now on, she would have this opportunity.