Chapter 65 Forced Love from My Archrival 14

Chapter 65: Forcibly Loved by My Archenemy 14

The moment the door opened, Qin Fan smelled the aroma of spicy malatang wafting from Lin Huaiqing's room.

Qin Fan frowned and strode straight into Lin Huaiqing's room.

"Who told you to eat this junk food? Your face hasn't healed yet, and you... loaded with extra spice and numbing heat?" Qin Fan said disapprovingly, looking at the receipt on the table.

Lin Huaiqing panicked. "You... what do you care? I'll eat whatever the hell I want, got it? Give it back to me!"

Along with the free drink the shop threw in, Qin Fan poured the entire untouched portion of malatang down the drain.

Lin Huaiqing naturally couldn't win the argument, watching helplessly as his luxurious supreme deluxe land-sea-air extra spicy extra numbing malatang flowed mercilessly down the drain.

"Damn it! Qin Fan, give me back my malatang! I haven't even taken a single bite! Who gave you the right to waste food like this?"

"You can't eat spicy food right now. If you're hungry, I can cook for you."

Lin Huaiqing could tell he wasn't joking. Qin Fan had hauled in a ton of ingredients, along with the medicine he needed for the next few days.

"What, are you trying to apologize to me on behalf of your brother? Tell Qin Feng to drop it—I'm not gonna let him off easy!"

Lin Huaiqing leaned back on the sofa, speaking with irritation.

Qin Fan tied on an apron and said, dead serious, "I'm me, and he's him. Don't lump us in the same boat."

"You're actually going to cook? Can a pampered rich boy like you even cook anything decent?"

Lin Huaiqing was rather skeptical.

After all, with Qin Fan's background, his family was even richer than Lin Huaiqing's. Would he really cook with his own hands?

Seeing that Lin Huaiqing still didn't believe him, Qin Fan jabbed Lin Huaiqing's face in frustration and said proudly:

"You think I'm like you, never lifting a damn finger? Just sit back and wait to eat!"

And sure enough, an hour later, Lin Huaiqing looked at the table full of dishes—nutritious, colorful, and delicious.

They could rival what his family's hired chefs made.

Lin Huaiqing wolfed down his food while still managing to compliment Qin Fan.

"Not bad. With skills like this, even if you never run a company, you could open a restaurant and never go hungry."

Qin Fan's eyes crinkled with a smile, but he didn't respond. He just picked up a piece of steamed sea bass and dropped it into Lin Huaiqing's bowl.

After the meal, Qin Fan personally applied the medicine to Lin Huaiqing, but showed no sign of leaving.

Instead, he started doing chores, mopping the floors until they gleamed like mirrors.

He loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, and once they were dry, put them back neatly in their spots.

Even Lin Huaiqing, who always prided himself on being hardworking, couldn't help but be amazed.

Did this second young master of the Qin family have nothing to do at his own place, that he had to come all the way here to work?

"Alright! If you keep this up, I'll have to start paying you wages soon. If you've got nothing better to do, you should head home."

Anyone raised in their kind of family was a spoiled little rich boy. He couldn't stand having a young master clean his room for him.

Qin Fan froze at his words.

He kept himself busy not just to make it up to Lin Huaiqing, but mostly to stall for time.

There was something he'd been keeping bottled up for a long time, but he'd never dared to tell Lin Huaiqing.

He'd almost said it backstage at the auction last time, but the auction wrapped up before he got the chance.

This time, with Lin Huaiqing sick, he used it as an excuse to come over and take care of him. He'd wanted to say it the second he walked in, but still hadn't managed to get the words out.

If he didn't say it now, he was going to lose his mind!

Might as well just do it today and get it all out in one shot!

"Huaiqing, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. You wanna hear it?"

"What the hell did you just call me?!"

"Don't change the subject! You wanna hear it or not?"

"Fine, fine, fine! Spit it out!" The guy had done all this work for him and cooked him a meal—how could he not listen?

Qin Fan felt like his heart was about to pound right out of his chest. Even when he'd almost gotten into a car accident before, his heart had never pounded this hard.

Qin Fan stepped forward, grabbed Lin Huaiqing's hand, stared into his eyes, and stammered:

"Huaiqing, I know this might freak you out. But I still want to tell you—I like you. I really like you. Ever since school, I've had a thing for you..."

"?!" Lin Huaiqing felt like he'd been hit by lightning.

Seriously, this Little Cripple's luck was unreal! Why did dudes keep confessing to him?

Did he look that gay or what?

Having gone through this crap a second time, Lin Huaiqing wasn't as shocked anymore. Instead, he just felt helpless.

"Look, I'm a dude—what do you even like about me?"

"I like the way you caused trouble in class, the way you dumbly got yourself into messes, and the way you went against my brother..."

At that last one, Lin Huaiqing couldn't hold back his laughter.

If Qin Feng were here, he'd definitely be pissed at his useless little brother.

"Young Master Qin, I think you've got the wrong idea. First of all, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal, and so far there's no sign of me switching teams."

Qin Fan's heart sank. This was exactly what he'd been afraid of.

Back in school, Lin Huaiqing had never been in a relationship. Sure, plenty of girls had secretly slipped him love letters.

None of them had ever gotten anywhere.

The only one he'd ever dated was Lu Yuting, and Qin Fan had found out and nipped it in the bud.

But had Lin Huaiqing ever only liked women?

"Besides! I don't know what's wrong with your head, Young Master Qin. Wasn't it you who fought me over Yuting back then? You even sent me the love letter she wrote to you just to rub it in my face. Now you've suddenly done a 180?"

"Wait, what love letter? You thought that love letter was from Lu Yuting?" Qin Fan seemed to have hit on the real issue.

"Don't play dumb! If she didn't write it, then what, you wrote it yourself..."

His voice trailing off, Lin Huaiqing seemed to suddenly catch on to something.

Could that love letter really have been written by Qin Fan for him?!

That was just insane.

He remembered being furious when he found out Lu Yuting had run off with Qin Fan. He'd barely skimmed the letter, assuming it was Qin Fan's way of taunting him with it.

He'd torn it up and tossed it in the trash without a second thought. Turns out he'd missed some crucial detail.

Damn his thick skull!

Qin Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The good news was he'd seen the letter back then. The bad news? He had no clue it was for him.

"You little dummy, you didn't even look at the signature, did you..."

"You're the dummy! I... I didn't even read it carefully back then. But I can give you a definitive answer right now. I'm not interested in you. In fact, I hate your brother, and by extension, I hate you too!"

When it came to this, Lin Huaiqing never minced words. If he didn't make his rejection crystal clear, who knew what kind of mess would blow up later.

Better to make up his mind and get it over with now!

Qin Fan was clearly stung by his words, his eyes welling up, as if unwilling to accept it.

"He's him, and I'm me. Why take your beef with him out on me? Besides, there's no deep-seated hatred between you two—just mutual annoyance."