Bringing the Nation's Husband Home Chapter 19: Small Acts of Love (9)

Chapter 19: Small Acts of Love (9)

Translator: Kingbao Editor: DarkGem

Zhao ng was definitely not a bad person but rather a practical one. She ant no harm and was just thinking on behalf of Qiao Anhao. She was hoping that her friend could ride on Lu Jinnian’s authority, rising in the industry so that she could still live comfortably even if she were to leave him in the future. It was not wrong for a woman to think for herself.

It wasn’t that Qiao Anhao was too dignified for the idea, but rather Lu Jinnian’s hatred was so strong that it didn’t interest him to touch her.

She lowered her lashes, shielding her darkened pupils. She curved her lips slightly. "He’s currently filming in Ro, don’t you know? You don’t expect to sleep with him in Ro do you?"

Zhao ng froze slightly.

Qiao Anhao’s brows furrowed and she asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Qiao Qiao, don’t you know?"

"Know what?"

After a long while, Zhao ng said, " Lu Jinnian ca back from Ro two days ago, didn’t he co ho?"

So he was back... and as his wife, she had no clue.

Qiao Anhao froze, before smiling nonchalantly. "It’s normal that he didn’t co back... The longest I went without hearing from him was three months, and it’s hardly been even half a month."

Zhao ng didn’t reply, silence engulfing the car. After a while, she couldn’t help saying, "Qiao Qiao, two days ago, I heard one of the board mbers from Huan Ying entertainnt company say that Lu Jinnian fainted and was rushed to the hospital while having a eting on the day he was back."

Qiao Anhao took a while to digest the information before replying with an "Oh".

"I also heard the board mbers say that even though he was burning with a high fever, he refused to let the doctors treat him, insisting on getting himself discharged. Ignoring all the persuasions, he drove away alone with his fever." Zhao ng then couldn’t help adding, " Do you think he’ll be okay? He left the hospital without any treatnt with a high fever."

Qiao Anhao remained indifferent but in a corner where Zhao ng couldn’t see, her hands were tightly clenched, bunching up the edge of her shirt.

Zhao ng stared at the road ahead intently. After a long ti, she asked again, "Qiao Qiao, aren’t you going to visit him?"

Qiao Anhao was silent for a mont before shaking her head. "We agreed to not interfere in each other’s businesses."

Zhao ng was the one to reply with an "oh" this ti and the car sunk into silence once again.