Behind a pile of discarded doors and windows in the distance, Qin Wenrou clutched the hem of her clothes tightly.
She had co to witness the tragic state of Qin Xin’s body, but unexpectedly ended up witnessing how Nalan Ye Jue pampered a woman!
At such a dangerous mont, the man held Qin Xin so unreservedly, and to think that just a mont ago his knee had struck a rock, making it extrely difficult for him to even walk one step.
But now, holding Qin Xin, he was so strong, so indisputable.
It was truly blinding to watch.
Qin Wenrou bit her lip, hesitating whether to step forward and show her concern for her sister to leave a good impression on her brother-in-law, or to slip away amid the chaos, when suddenly the phone in her pocket started vibrating.
There was a signal?
She answered excitedly and quickly left the ruins of the dical College.
It was Mrs. Qin calling: "Wenrou, why haven’t you co back to practice the piano? Mr. Duanmu is waiting for you at ho. He’s arranging a piano concert for you, a duet performance with your ntor, to give you a great opportunity. Such a good teacher is supporting you, you mustn’t miss a day of your piano lessons. Co ho quickly."
Evidently, Mrs. Qin hadn’t watched the news and didn’t know about the incident at Imperial University.
Reluctantly, Qin Wenrou took one last look at Nalan Ye Jue’s back.
Thinking that only by making a na for herself could she have more opportunities to be exposed to that man, she nodded and agreed: "Mom, I’ll co back right now. But I really had a terrible day today, the school had an earthquake..."
Mrs. Qin was shocked and quickly asked what happened with concern.
So, they chatted on the phone as she left the school.
She didn’t tell Mrs. Qin that Qin Xin almost died at school, nor did Mrs. Qin ask.
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Qin Xin was cherished and held in Nalan Ye Jue’s arms, gently swaying on a wheelchair as they left the ruins.
Initially, she could still sit on his lap, but the longer she sat, the more she felt her face burning.
This was too intimate!
Although the night was dark and the students on the school paths were busy escaping, hardly anyone would pay attention to them.
But she still felt embarrassed.
She wanted to get down, but the man wouldn’t allow it.
He was particularly domineering, particularly insistent: "Your knees are scratched, don’t move. Besides, it’s too cold, and you’re not wearing enough clothes."
Qin Xin: "..."
Her knees weren’t scratched, only her pants were torn.
It was indeed cold, but nestled in his arms, she felt too warm!
In her awkwardness, she couldn’t find a conversation topic to break the ice, and her phone was out of battery, otherwise, she could have pretended to play on it.
Helpless, she could only nestle in his arms and play dead.
As the man pushed the wheelchair forward, Qin Xin noticed a silver chain glinting and peeking out from his suit pocket, looking like a woman’s necklace.
What was going on???
As the wheelchair moved, the necklace swayed along.
It gave Qin Xin a bit of an obsessive-compulsive feeling, and she couldn’t help but reach out with her finger to pinch the silver chain.
As a result.
Who knew, the chain slipped from his pocket right into her palm.
This was awkward.
She was about to say she didn’t an to pry into his privacy, but upon closer inspection, wasn’t this her necklace?
To be precise, it was the flower ring that Lan Qingxin originally wore on her finger. When she found it inconvenient while doing makeup, and couldn’t just toss it away, she threaded it on a chain to wear as a necklace.
Usually, the necklace was worn inside the hoodie, so that when switching identities between Lan Qingxin and Qin Xin, no one would notice due to small details being overlooked.
When did this necklace fall off?
No wonder she felt sothing was missing just now, it was very uncomfortable.
The main point was, how did the necklace end up with Mr. Nalan?
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