The superstar's love for a warm wife

Chapter 43 44. You don't have to explain to me

Qiao Nuanxin swore that even in physical education class, she didn't run so fast, and felt that she had reached the limit of her body. If it wasn't for the belief in her heart that kept supporting her, she would have stopped a long time ago.

After a while, when she arrived at the gate of the school, Qiao Nuanxin was already out of breath from exhaustion. She wondered if it was because she hadn't eaten all day and her stomach was churning constantly.

With heavy steps, Qiao Nuanxin walked to the conspicuous black Mercedes-Benz and knocked on the window.

The black glass slowly opened, and standing at Qiao Nuanxin's position, he happened to see Gong Jin's impeccable side face.

Just why do you think this outline is so familiar?

Qiao Nuanxin frowned slightly, staring at Gong Jin's face in a daze.

Gong Jin turned her head and asked lightly, "What are you thinking?"

Without even thinking about it, Qiao Nuan blurted out, "Did you drive downstairs to our dormitory on the first day of school?"

Gong Jin was startled, and two seconds later, she gave Qiao Nuanxin an unpredictable look, "Yes."

Hearing Gong Jin's answer, Qiao Nuanxin couldn't describe how she felt at that moment. She was surprised, happy, and guilty...

In short, it feels like knocking over a bottle of five flavors, the complexity is beyond words.

She always thought it was Mu Zhixi, but she didn't want Gong Jin to be that person, and her attitude towards him these days was really not very good.

"It's really you?" Qiao Nuan murmured heartily.

There was slight doubt in Gong Jin's cold eyes, and she didn't speak.

Realizing her gaffe, Qiao Nuan looked away in embarrassment, "What do you want from me?"

The corners of Gong Jin's lips curled up, her smile was like a god's mansion, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in her cold eyes, "Open the back seat."

Qiao Nuan frowned, feeling a little puzzled, but she did it anyway.

Opening the back seat, she saw a pink gift box placed on the seat at a glance. Qiao Nuan looked at Gong Jin suspiciously.

Gong Jin looked calm, "Open it and have a look."

Qiao Nuanxin was a little confused, "Why do you suddenly want to give me a gift?"

Gong Jin's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he turned his eyes away, and said bluntly, "I bought clothes by chance."

Qiao Nuanxin glanced at him with a strange expression, "Are you really Gong Jin?"

Gong Jin's complexion changed abruptly, and she replied stiffly, "It's true."

Is it a fake replacement?
Why does she feel that Gong Jin is not normal at all today? If there is a disguise technique in this world, Qiao Nuanxin will definitely feel that Gong Jin in front of her is a fake.

Qiao Nuanxin pursed her lips, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Did you receive any stimulation today?"

As soon as the words fell, Gong Jin's complexion was beyond ordinary.

Qiao Nuan's implication is that he is not normal today?

Gong Jin felt her veins throbbing with anger, and pressed her temples with her slender fingers, trying her best to suppress the anger in her heart.

Qiao Nuanxin felt a chill suddenly hit her, shut her mouth wisely, quickly picked up the gift box, and unwrapped it by herself.

The box contained a long-sleeved pale pink pleated knee-length skirt.

Qiao Nuanxin was stunned for a moment, and took out the skirt. The high-quality fabric felt very smooth to the touch. The long cuffs were embroidered with a circle of lace, the upper body was still pleated at the waist, and the hem was also embroidered with two circles of lace. .

It looks very ladylike, the type that most girls would like, but unfortunately it is not the color that Qiao Nuanxin likes.

Qiao Nuanxin smiled politely and yet alienated, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept it."

Gong Jin said with a cold face, "Then throw it away."

Throw it away?

Qiao Nuan was taken aback, tilted her head in confusion and asked, "Why throw it away? You can give it to someone else."

Gong Jin got out of the car with a livid face, walked up to Qiao Nuanxin, took the skirt in her hand without saying a word, and gently touched Qiao Nuanxin's palm with her fingertips. Gong Jin's hand was like his His temperament is generally cold, and the slightly cool touch made Qiao Nuan's heart tremble, and he immediately withdrew his hand reflexively.

Seeing this, Gong Jin raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, then took the clothes to the trash can, and threw them in without hesitation.

Qiao Nuan was stunned, "Gong Jin."

Gong Jin turned her back to her without looking back, and said coldly, "I will never take back what I send out."

Qiao Nuan lowered her eyes and said nah, "I'm sorry, I just..."

Gong Jin interrupted her with a frosty face, "You don't need to explain to me, we don't know each other well anyway."

Hearing this, Qiao Nuan was furious, walked up to him quickly, and asked, "Gong Jin, do you have to hurt people like this?"

It was he who gave the gift.

He was the one who threw the skirt.

She just couldn't figure out where she provoked him?
Gong Jin ignored Qiao Nuanxin who was behind her, and passed her by without saying a word.

Qiao Nuan was so angry that she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach. Although she had been in a faint pain before, this time it was more severe than before. The cramping pain in her stomach was very uncomfortable. on the ground.

Hearing the sound behind her, Gong Jin turned her head and saw Qiao Nuanxin sitting on the ground clutching her stomach.

Gong Jin walked back without thinking, and supported Qiao Nuanxin, with a little worry in her words, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Nuan bit her lower lip desperately, covered her stomach with her right hand, and leaned against Gong Jin as if all her strength had been taken away, and murmured unconsciously, "It hurts."

Qiao Nuanxin curled up in her arms, her eyebrows frowned because of the pain, Gong Jin's heart tightened when she saw it, and without thinking, she picked up Qiao Nuanxin and gently placed her on the back seat.

Then he quickly went around to the main driver and got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away.

The Yin family's old house sits at the innermost end of Lishang Garden, where the people who live in Lishang Garden are either rich or expensive. It is just behind C University, and it is also the most prosperous area in C City.

"Ding dong ding dong"

Gong Jin hugged Qiao Nuanxin who didn't know when she passed out, and kept ringing the doorbell.

If he went to the hospital with Qiao Nuanxin in his arms like this, it would definitely cause a sensation again, and there would be endless troubles in the future.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take her back to Yin's house.

Opening the door, a well-maintained middle-aged woman looked at the girl in Gong Jin's arms, and couldn't help being a little stunned, "A Jin, what's going on?"

You must know that Gong Jin has a slight obsession with cleanliness, especially towards women, and is extremely indifferent. It is unprecedented to take the initiative to hug a girl like this.

Gong Jin was short of breath, "Auntie, please call Yin Jie to come back."

Li Qianwen nodded quickly, "Okay, you can carry her in first."

Standing at the door like this, if they were secretly photographed, Gong Jin and that girl would probably be in the entertainment headlines tomorrow.

Gong Jin hugged Qiao Nuanxin and strode towards her room on the second floor.

After putting Qiao Nuanxin down, Gong Jin saw the blood on her right hand. Before she could think about it, she pulled the quilt aside and covered her.

Suddenly, a white hand tightly clutched his cuff.

"It hurts, it hurts so much." He murmured unconsciously, sounding extremely helpless.

Gong Jin's eyes drooped, and Qiao Nuanxin's tears kept falling from the pain.

Gong Jin saw Qiao Nuanxin's abnormally pale face, her heart tightened, she sighed helplessly, stroked away her tears with unfamiliar movements, and coaxed softly, "Nuanxin, be good, the doctor will be here soon, soon... It doesn't hurt anymore."

(End of this chapter)