Chapter 1009: 1017 Hold You in the Palm of My Hand (2)
Qin Shaojin stood there, his beautiful fingers holding a cigarette pressed against his temple, "Don’t pull this trick every time, okay? Even if you die here, it’s got nothing to do with me."
He turned to leave the room.
Shu Mengmeng looked up, her eyes under disheveled hair stared at Qin Shaojin’s back, slowly turning red, "Don’t go, Third Brother."
Just as Qin Shaojin opened the door, he heard a "crash" behind him. Turning around, he saw a shattered wine bottle on the floor.
Shu Mengmeng stood barefoot amidst it, her face growing increasingly pale.
Qin Shaojin glanced briefly, and walked away.
Shu Mengmeng broke into tears, "Third Brother, if you’re with another woman, there’s no point in me living!"
As soon as the words fell, she picked up a shard of glass and fiercely slashed it across her neck.
Hearing a chilling scream, Qin Shaojin turned back, walked over, and grabbed Shu Mengmeng’s wrist, looking at her bleeding neck, then tossed her onto the bed, "Are you freaking insane?"
Shu Mengmeng cried uncontrollably, her voice growing weaker.
Qin Shaojin took a deep breath, stood there, dialed the local emergency number, and then turned back to see Shu Mengmeng fainted in the red pool of blood on the white sheets.
By the time the ambulance arrived, Qin Shaojin was standing there, having finished half a pack of cigarettes.
At the hospital, standing outside the emergency room, he called his uncle, "I’ve returned to the country, Uncle. Please send someone to take care of her. I can’t keep up with this."
"Xiaosan..."
"Uncle, after all these years, I’ve reached my limit. If she continues to make trouble, I can only resolve it legally."
Qin Shaojin hung up the phone, saw the doctor pushing Shu Mengmeng out, confirmed she was not in life-threatening danger, then returned to the hotel.
The night was deep. Upon entering, he saw Wen Nuan already asleep, turned on the light, and sat at the bedside, noticing tear marks still on her face, with her phone beside her.
Seeing the quilt kicked to one side, Qin Shaojin pulled it up to cover Wen Nuan, touched her slightly cold arm, and tucked it under the quilt.
Looking at Wen Nuan, he lit a cigarette, thinking.
Now, it’s time to tell her.
Seeing another WeChat notification on Wen Nuan’s phone screen, Qin Shaojin glanced at the content, pressed his nasal bridge, picked up Wen Nuan’s phone, and opened it to the photo album.
Looking at the photos displayed on the screen, his eyes darkened.
Shu Mengmeng!
His finger slid to the next photo, there’s Shu Mengmeng again, flipping through, every photo had Shu Mengmeng.
"What a nutcase!"
Qin Shaojin cursed softly under his breath, opened WeChat, and saw messages asking Wen Nuan about the situation, then opened Wen Nuan’s Moments and saw the first post, "Heaven made me a woman but gave me a tomboy’s heart. They say women are made of water and should be gentle, can’t throw tantrums; actually, I’m water too, except I’m Xue Bi, carbonated—fizzy drink! You can hold me, but don’t shake!"
Below were several photos, his face deliberately blurred.
Looking further at the comments—
Zhi Shan: Little bitch, did you encounter a ghost event? How come every photo has that green tea bitch?
Zhang Xiaxia: Nuannuan, that woman looks like Sadako, her gaze is weird and eerie.
Qian Fangfang: Nuannuan, is your boyfriend too handsome and attracted a female ghost?
......
Qin Shaojin put down the phone, looked at Wen Nuan, and suddenly felt a pang in his chest.
His Wangzi sister—
Wen Nuan woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Qin Shaojin.
Thinking of that woman, thinking of his disappearance for a day, she couldn’t help but curl her legs tightly, looking at Qin Shaojin, "No, leave!"
"Be good, my Xue Bi, I’ll always hold you in the palm of my hand."
Qin Shaojin’s face was excessively handsome, almost close to Wen Nuan.
Did he... did he see her Moments?
Wen Nuan looked at Qin Shaojin, thought of the woman in the photos, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed fiercely over and over again.
"I’ll explain to you later."
Qin Shaojin’s voice was hoarse, and as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit her lips.
Wen Nuan couldn’t make a sound, continued to push Qin Shaojin away.
Qin Shaojin held her hand and pressed it against his chest, "Tell me, are you jealous?"
"No... I wasn’t..."
Wen Nuan’s voice trembled, her long eyelashes also trembling, so that woman really had something to do with him? Came for him, and then his disappearance for a day was also related to her?
Thinking of this, her chest felt so suffocated, she closed her eyes, not wanting to look at this ...!
