Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 24 Didn't you see her hurt?

His brows gradually tightened, as if he had forgotten that Qiao Nianzhao was still standing at the door, his eyes were looking straight down at Jin Ziqi, who was ashen-faced, and his voice fluctuated slightly: "Why don't you always take care of yourself and make others worry? "

It was a reproach that sounded like a love story, but to Jin Ziqi's ears, it was just a hypocritical politeness.

But before Jin Ziqi could speak, Qiao Nianzhao on the other side seemed to lose his composure: "I seem to have disturbed you..." The slightly trembling female voice was mixed with too much grievance.

Only then did Su Hengfeng realize that he had neglected Qiao Nianzhao, and when he turned around, he saw Qiao Nianzhao with a bad face.

Qiao Nianzhao looked at Su Hengfeng and Jin Ziqi who were embracing each other, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a forced smile: "It seems that I came at the wrong time, sorry to disturb you!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Hengfeng to explain anything, she turned around and ran out of the office. A drop of tears overflowing from the corner of her eye was scattered in the air, and a splash of water was silently blooming on the ground.

"Zhao'er!" Su Hengfeng called out anxiously, looked down at Jin Ziqi who was sweating profusely, his eyes flickered with struggle and hesitation, "Ziqi, I'm sorry..."

This time, he still chose to let her go first without hesitation, which should have been a reasonable result.

When Jin Ziqi was let go, her waist bumped against the corner of the table unexpectedly, she didn't make any sound, but watched Su Hengfeng quickly chase Qiao Nianzhao away.

She thought, at the wedding back then, did Su Hengfeng abandon her like this?

Jin Ziqi clutched her aching stomach, and slowly leaned against the table. She gasped for breath from the pain, held her breath, and accumulated a certain amount of strength before calling out to the door: "Xiao Xiao..."

The office door swings, then slams shut again.

There was no movement outside, only her voice echoed for a long time.

Jin Ziqi looked up at the wall clock on the wall, 11:30 is the normal meal time of the company.

There was a sudden sharp pain in her stomach, the shirt on Jin Ziqi's back was soaked with sweat, her hands tightened the clothes on her abdomen, the hair on her temples was wet, and cool sweat oozes from the tip of her nose.

She slowed her breathing as much as possible, trying to ease the cramping pain in her stomach as her chest heaved.

Jin Ziqi never shed tears easily, but at this moment, his eyes were flushed because of the pain.

She raised her head and looked at the white ceiling, restraining her tears that were about to burst out.

After a burst of pain receded like a tide, Jin Ziqi walked to the table with difficulty, picked up the phone, but before dialing 120 with his numb hands, the phone rang.

It's a strange number I've never seen before.

Jin Ziqi frowned, endured the stomachache, pressed the answer button with trembling fingertips, and then put the phone to his ear: "Hello, I'm Jin Ziqi, who is it?"

There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and there was no response for a long time, only a slight breathing sound.

The pain in Jin Ziqi's stomach surged again, and when she was about to hang up the phone, there was a magnetic and deep male voice: "Miss Jin, why don't you explain why you didn't say goodbye?"

Jin Ziqi was stunned for a moment, and then combined the male voice on the phone with a certain man in her memory, she wiped off the sweat from her cheeks, took a deep breath and replied: "Mr. Let's go, I originally planned to go to...the hospital...to see you..."

Jin Ziqi's voice was very polite, and he spoke slowly and steadily, just like usual.

However, the weakness in the tone spread like wildfire, and the deliberately suppressed low panting sound came into the microphone, and the man on the other end of the phone quickly heard something strange: "What's the matter with you? Why is your voice so weird?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I was tired from work and dozed off for a while."

Jin Ziqi tried to make his voice sound cheerful, trying to dispel Song Qiyan's suspicion.

She doesn't want strangers to know her weakness. She has never been clingy, and she doesn't know how to show weakness and ask for help.

It's a pity that the weather was not as expected. Just after she finished speaking, her stomach twitched suddenly, and the pain rushed straight up. The pain caused a moan of pain to escape from her lips, and it was directly conveyed to Song Qiyan at the other end.

The water glass by the table fell to the ground because of her carelessness, making a heavy impact sound.

Jin Ziqi turned his head and looked at the water glass spinning on the ground, and then heard a "beep" on the other end of the phone.

Song Qiyan suddenly hung up the phone.

Jin Ziqi didn't have time to think about his intentions, so she curled up on the chair in pain. After she dialed the "120" emergency number, she could no longer hold herself on the table.

She closed her eyes, swallowed back the large tears floating in them, and breathed in the cool air with her mouth open to stay calm and not allow herself to pass out before the ambulance arrived.

I don't know how long it has passed, in Jin Ziqi's muddled consciousness, suddenly there was a deafening knock on the door, the door collided with the wall and made a loud noise, followed by an urgent and panicked roar: "Jin Ziqi!"

Jin Ziqi only had time to raise her head, and suddenly, she fell into a warm embrace.

"Jin Ziqi, what's wrong with you, Jin Ziqi!" Song Qiyan asked anxiously, panting for breath.

He stepped on the gas pedal all the way to Feng Qi, and ran rampantly up to the office floor, until he kicked open the office door and saw Jin Ziqi at the table, and his heart slowly fell to the ground.

He didn't know where Jin Ziqi was suffering physically, but just looking at her little face that was pale with pain, he was so anxious that he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Jin Ziqi's eyebrows were tightened tightly, her limbs were cold, the pain paralyzed her nerves and made her whole body weak, so that she didn't push away the man who was holding her.

After calming down from the pain for another while, she turned her blurred vision to the man hugging her, and what caught her eyes was Song Qiyan's sharp side face.

"Mr. Song..." Jin Ziqi's dry call contained surprise, suspicion and embarrassment.

She didn't expect Song Qiyan to appear in Feng Qi, nor did she expect that her embarrassment would be seen by Song Qiyan.

Without further ado, Song Qiyan took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around Jin Ziqi, then pulled her into his arms again, picked her up from the leather chair, and walked straight out.

The tall and thin Jin Ziqi looked particularly petite in the arms of his princess.

Jin Ziqi's arms were wrapped around his neck, she raised her heavy eyelids, and looked at Song Qiyan's firm jaw and tight lip line, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She didn't know whether she should struggle, but his embrace was so warm.

It was the first time in these years that she gave birth to a comfortable embrace.

(End of this chapter)