Chapter 225
Chapter 225: I believe you, Qiao ‘er
Translator: 549690339
There were snowflakes hanging on Wen Qiao’s hair and eyebrows, her nose and cheeks were red from the cold, and her skin was blue and purple from the cold. This time, she curled up in his arms and couldn’t stop trembling.”I’ve been tricked,”
Fu Nanli put his arm around her and led her to the car.
“I didn’t know your mother was coming. Yingluo, you have to believe me.”
He had already brought her to the car. Fu Nanli’s voice was urgent.”Turn the heating to the maximum.”
Wen Qiao shivered from the cold. I was tricked. I thought you were the one who asked me to come. I didn’t know that your mother was here too. If I had known, I, Yueyue, definitely wouldn’t have come. Yueyue, you have to believe me.
Because she was cold and anxious, she explained in a trembling voice, afraid that he would not believe her.
Fu Nanli’s heart ached wave after wave. It was because he had made such a big fuss the last time that she had been scared, making her ignore the cold and run away from his mother’s presence in just a dress.
Seeing that he didn’t say anything, Wen Qiao thought that he was angry and that he didn’t believe her.
it’s true. An old man with white hair sent a gown to my house and said that you asked me to come to Xiaotang mountain. If you don’t believe me, you can ask my brother.
He pulled her into his arms and gently rubbed her cold arms to warm her up. His voice was very gentle.”I believe you, Qiao ‘er. I believe you.”
Wen Qiao shivered in his arms.
“I don’t want you to see them because I don’t think you have anything in common with them. Qiao ‘er, the weather is so cold and it’s snowing outside. Even if my mother is here, you don’t have to run away in a hurry. You don’t have to do this.”
It was his act the last time that had frightened her.
Wen Qiao’s tone was still filled with self-blame. why didn’t I notice that something was wrong? you’ve never sent me a gown to attend any events. You’ve always picked me up directly.
She had been too careless.
His large hand gently stroked her back. “Don’t do this again. It’s okay to see my mother in this situation. Besides, I’m here. Don’t blame yourself.”
Wen Qiao sneezed, and then sneezed again and again.
After being frozen for forty minutes, just as she thought she was going to become the next ‘Little Match Girl’, Fu Nanli appeared.
He always appeared at the right time.
But she still caught a cold.
“Are you still very cold?”
Her skin was still cold when he touched it. She was like an ice cube, and it took a long time for her to warm up.
“Sir, where are we going now?”
“Let’s go to my apartment,”
He kept on rubbing her skin. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they passed by a milk tea shop and got old Hu to get out of the car to buy a cup of hot drink. He fed her a few mouthfuls and only then did Wen Qiao feel slightly alive.
The car sped all the way and stopped in front of his apartment. The snow grew heavier and he carried her out of the car. Wen Qiao’s posture was a little stiff.”I can walk on my own.”
Her heels hurt a little from the friction with the high heels, but it didn’t affect her walking.
However, he insisted on carrying her upstairs.
There was a fireplace in his apartment, which was not usually used, but it came in handy this time. After turning on the floor heater, he carried her to the double sofa in front of the fireplace, wrapped her up tightly with a thick blanket, and then lit the wood in the fireplace. His movements were less slow and more anxious.
The fire in the fireplace grew stronger very quickly, and Wen Qiao could feel the warmth blowing against her face. Fu Nanli placed the matchbox at the side, caressed her face, and then her hand.”Sit.”
She turned around and went to the kitchen. Through the transparent sliding door of the kitchen, Wen Qiao saw that he was busy.
After a while, he returned. I’ve made some ginger tea. It’ll take about half an hour. Drink it later.
Wen Qiao hugged the blanket in front of her and nodded. “Yes.”
Fu Nanli sat down beside her and held her hand. He finally had a bit of human warmth.
He looked down and saw that her heel was a glaring red. He grabbed her ankle.
“What’s going on?”
Wen Qiao’s voice was hoarse, and she couldn’t help but cough. “High heels.”
It was snowing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The pot in the kitchen was boiling ginger tea. In front of the fireplace, Fu Nanli brought over the first aid kit. He held her ankle and helped her apply some iodophor.
The pain caused her to instinctively shrink back. Fu Nanli held her ankle tightly.”Don’t move,”
you should have called me the moment you saw my mother there, instead of rushing into the snow in your undershirt. Don’t do this again, understand? ”
Even now, her heart was still in pain.