God even has a crush on me

Chapter 281 Being Rich Is So Willful

Han Ning'er breathed out softly, took out her mobile phone, and found that Meng Zhiqing had sent her a WeChat message: I'm not joking with you, I will be home late tonight, you should go back to school quickly.

Ning'er: It's okay, I'll wait for you.

Meng Zhiqing: Han Ning'er, why are you so stubborn?
Ning'er: Hee hee~~
Han Ning'er felt a little complacent. She should lose points in his heart if she did this, right?The more he hates her, the better, but he doesn't want him to like her.

Meng Zhiqing: Don't laugh, I'm helping out in my dad's company now, it's going to be really late, you should go back early.

Ning'er: Oh~
Han Ning'er responded perfunctorily. She didn't plan to carry 50 yuan back to school. No matter how busy he was, she would definitely hand over the money to him.

So, she began a long wait.

Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, and there were few pedestrians in the community, so no one recognized her.

Waiting and waiting, the sky was getting dark and the temperature was getting colder and colder. She was wearing thick clothes, and her body was not cold at all, but her neck was very cold.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar car slowly drove in from the community. Han Ning'er was overjoyed, stood up abruptly, walked to the door of Meng's villa and stood there.

The car stopped suddenly on the side of the road, Meng Zhiqing rushed over quickly, looking at her pretty face that was pale with cold, his heart was like a knife.

Before he could get angry, she suddenly took off her backpack and handed it to him with both hands, "Mr. Meng, this is 50 yuan, here it is for you."

"Who the hell wants your money." He was so angry that he couldn't help but swear.

Han Ning'er's heart trembled violently, and the smile on her face froze immediately, but she was wearing a mask, so he couldn't tell that she was smiling just now, but he could see the loss and grievance in her eyes.

"Thank you." She said thank you, put the backpack under his feet, turned and left.

"Stop!" Meng Zhiqing called to stop her.

Han Ning'er couldn't help but stopped and looked back at him.

"Take your things away, or I'll throw them away."

"You can do whatever you want with your things." She just said this and continued to walk out.

Meng Zhiqing couldn't bear it anymore, walked quickly behind her, grabbed her arm forcefully, and said coldly: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Han Ning'er turned around slowly and looked up at his handsome face. She hadn't noticed his blond hair before, it seemed to be a little longer than before.

She raised her other hand, took off the mask, and gave him a nice smile, "Mr. Meng, I have to go back to school, can you let go?"

Meng Zhiqing's eyes sank, and he let go unwillingly, but unexpectedly her body shook, he hurriedly supported her, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Han Ning'er grasped his arm feebly, and after a while, her body stabilized slightly, she stood up straight, and looked at his face again.

"Maybe I'm hungry..." Before he finished speaking, he completely fainted.

"Hello!" Meng Zhiqing's heart almost jumped out, he quickly supported her, squatted down and picked up the backpack on the ground, then picked her up, turned and walked into the house.

He walked quickly, and when he entered the living room, the family was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

The mother wanted to call him, but she saw a girl in his arms, and she burst into joy in an instant, and said with a smile, "Zhiqing, who is this girl?"

Meng Zhiqing didn't answer, just said: "Mom, go and find out the commonly used medicine."

"Hey, are you sick?" Mother quickly got up and walked upstairs together.

Meng Zhiqing quickly went up to the second floor, carried her directly into his bedroom, and finally put her lightly on the big soft bed, took off her coat first, and then let her lie down, and finally covered her with the quilt on her.

He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and attached it to her forehead, it was very hot!
Damn it, she must have a fever caused by the cold wind.

After a while, my mother came in with the medicine box and asked with concern, "What's the matter?"

"Ning'er has a fever." Meng Zhiqing said in a low voice, every word was filled with heartache.

"I'll boil the water first, don't worry, just take a cold towel and apply it to her forehead."

The mother is an amiable person. When she saw the girl had a fever, it was like her own child had a fever. After explaining it, she went downstairs to boil water.

Meng Zhiqing hurried into the bathroom, took a white towel, ran it through with cold water, wrung it dry, walked out again, and sat back on the bed.

Folding the towel and gently placing it on her forehead, her eyes were inadvertently drawn to the scar on her face again.

damn it!
No matter how you look at this scar, it is not pleasing to the eye. The wound is still the same as yesterday. It seems that there is no sign of healing at all. I don't know when the stitches will be removed.

She fell asleep peacefully like this, he had rarely seen her so well-behaved, and his heart always ached.

After a long time, the mother put the boiled water on the bedside table, and her eyes fell on the girl's face. Although there was a scar on her face, it did not affect her beauty at all.

"Zhiqing, who is this girl?"

"she is my friend."

"It's just a friend?" The mother was very surprised. Just a friend brought him back home, which shows that her son's feelings for this girl are unusual.

Meng Zhiqing looked back at her mother's face, and said softly, "Mom, I would like to ask you to cook some porridge for me. Ning'er probably hasn't eaten much today."

"Okay, I'll go right away." The mother took one last look at the person on the bed, turned and left.

Meng Zhiqing couldn't help raising her hand and rubbing her face lightly, wishing to share a little bit of pain for her, but she locked her heart tightly and wouldn't let anyone in.

This silly girl... Actually, she doesn't have to be so strong, because she still has him.

Just as she was fascinated by the thought, her brows suddenly frowned, her hands fluttered under the quilt, his heart tightened, and he quickly took out her hands.

She seemed to have grabbed hold of a life-saving straw, grasping his big hand tightly, and the anxiety on her face dissipated little by little. .

The gentle touch in the palm of his hand gradually disappeared, and her hand hung down weakly. He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the medicine box, and found the medicine suitable for her.

After prescribing the medicine, he gently lifted her up and called out softly, "Ning'er, get up and take the medicine."

"Uh..." She replied lazily, without fully opening her eyes, she reached out and hugged his tiger waist, and pressed the uninjured face into his arms.

"Brother, I miss you so much..."

"Ning'er..."

Meng Zhiqing sat motionless, she mistook him for her brother, and felt a little relieved, luckily it wasn't someone else.

"Take your medicine." He called again.

Han Ning'er opened her eyes in a daze, looked at his face, and couldn't remember who he was for a moment. Seeing how gentle he was, it shouldn't be her brother Cheng Jun, it should be her brother, right?

Her head was a little dizzy, but fortunately she didn't have a high fever, so she couldn't even take the medicine.

(End of this chapter)