Mr. Gu drove to the Qiao Family.
Halfway there, he pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Qiao Yuxian slumped against the seat, noticing the car stopped, she sat up straight, and made a confused sound: "Hmm?"
Mr. Gu opened the car door and got out.
Qiao Yuxian turned her head, a few seconds later, she saw ng Yan jogging over, hands handing Mr. Gu a blue dical kit.
Mr. Gu took it, walked around the front of the car to Qiao Yuxian’s side, opened the door and said: "Get out."
Qiao Yuxian was still dazed, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out.
Mr. Gu opened the back door and let her sit inside.
He got into the car as well.
Once in the car, he opened the dical kit and said to ng Yan in the driver’s seat: "Qiao Family."
"Yes." ng Yan started the car.
Qiao Yuxian looked at Mr. Gu.
Mr. Gu pulled her left hand over, and inspected her index and middle fingernails.
Her nails had always been neatly trimd, small, round and smooth. Now the nails of her index and middle fingers were broken, exposing the tender flesh, the blood had already dried.
Mr. Gu’s expression beca even colder, he put down her hand and took so alcohol from the dical kit.
Qiao Yuxian saw him grabbing the alcohol, suddenly sat up straight, looked around, and tried to pull the car door.
If it weren’t for the car door being locked.
She might have even wanted to jump out and run away.
The car door wouldn’t open, Qiao Yuxian glanced at Mr. Gu and then at ng Yan, placed a hand on her stomach, bent over and said, "ng Yan, stop the car, my stomach hurts, I need the restroom."
ng Yan instinctively tapped the brake.
Mr. Gu said coldly: "Just drive your car."
Frightened by his cold tone, ng Yan’s heart skipped a beat, released the brake, and continued driving forward.
Seeing the car speed up again, Qiao Yuxian bent down, in a voice even more convincing than before: "ng Yan, really can’t take it anymore. Quick, quick, stop the car. Your boss is heartless, don’t listen to him. If you do, you’ll be hurting a poor girl."
ng Yan tightly grasped the steering wheel, driving seriously.
He dared not even breathe, let alone speak.
"Help, please!" Qiao Yuxian bent over, buried her head, and scread.
The heartless boss dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, forcefully grabbed her hand without any rcy and pressed the cotton swab against her fingertip.
Without any preparation, Qiao Yuxian suddenly shrank her hand back violently, shaking herself hard.
"Damn..." Suddenly the pain made her burst out an expletive.
But only one word was uttered, the mouth shape for the next consonant c was ready. She looked up to et Mr. Gu’s frosty glare, imdiately shut her mouth and forcibly swallowed the rest back.
Swallowing back too hastily, the muscles of her neck strained.
Mr. Gu glanced at her again before lowering his head to continue cleaning her wound with alcohol.
A burning pain.
Fingers are connected to the heart, even though Mr. Gu was as gentle as possible, Qiao Yuxian’s little face turned a bit pale from the pain.
But she didn’t dodge anymore, nor did she make a sound.
Just slightly furrowed her brows.
Her little expression looked rather heroic.
After cleaning with alcohol, Mr. Gu glanced up, seeing her expression, he then lowered his head, leaned in close to her finger and gently blew.
A cool feeling, Qiao Yuxian’s furrowed brows relaxed, she watched Mr. Gu’s lowered eyelashes.
This person... even his eyelashes seed cold, but were also quite beautiful.
Mr. Gu raised his eyes, just in ti to et her gaze.
Qiao Yuxian blinked several tis, shifting her gaze, leaving him with the back of her head.
Mr. Gu looked at the back of her head, and continued applying dication to her.
Since the tender flesh on her fingertip was exposed, it needed to be wrapped up.
The items in the dical kit were uniform, Mr. Gu rummaged through, only finding bandages and gauze in the end.
He carefully wrapped up her fingertip.
As soon as it was wrapped, Qiao Yuxian said, "So ugly, I don’t want it wrapped."
Mr. Gu raised his gaze to look at her, giving her two words: "Stay ugly."
Qiao Yuxian’s little face sank, expressing great dissatisfaction.
Mr. Gu looked into her eyes, a few seconds later, his thumb brushed over her hand twice, then he lifted her hand slightly, bowed his head and gently kissed her index and middle fingers.
Soft, cool....
His lips were clearly cold, yet Qiao Yuxian’s fingers seed to catch fire.
A warmth flowed down her arm straight to her heart, enveloping her heart.
This kiss seed not only to comfort the ugliness of the wrapping, but truly to comfort the wounds in her heart.
ng Yan saw this scene in the rearview mirror.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling his heart seed to have montarily stopped, his mind blank.
Had it been a month ago, if soone had told him his boss Mr. Gu would kiss soone.
He’d dare to twist that person’s head off, to show them the consequences of slandering his boss Mr. Gu.
Qiao Yuxian widened her eyes, completely stunned.
She was a bit dazed, yet could clearly feel her heart beating faster and faster.
Mr. Gu looked up, seeing her surprised and dumbfounded little expression.
He reached out to touch her face, his tone cold and hard: "Behave."
Qiao Yuxian started and ca back to her senses, eting his eyes. Her gaze flickered, her face imdiately reddened.
She withdrew her hand, her gaze flitting and unable to settle, a few seconds later, she moved to the edge of the seat, wishing she could squeeze the car door away, hiding the hand that had been kissed.
After hiding the hand, she wanted to cover up her burning face.
She used her right hand to cover the left side of her face, wanting to hide her whole self.
Mr. Gu sat beside her, watching her series of small actions.
"Don’t look at !" Qiao Yuxian’s voice rang out, not loud, but quite fierce.
Mr. Gu didn’t move, noticing the redness on her neck had spread into her clothes.
Qiao Yuxian shouted again: "Stop looking!"
Mr. Gu saw she was about to scratch him, shifted his gaze to look outside the window.
His expression was calm, yet his light-colored thin lips gently moved.
...
The car stopped outside the Qiao Family Villa.
ng Yan imdiately got out of the car.
The sound of opening and closing the door pulled Qiao Yuxian, who was trying to hide, back to reality, realizing the door was unlocked. She imdiately opened the door wanting to get out and escape.
But just as she touched the door, her arm was grabbed.
Her hidden hand was pulled out.
Qiao Yuxian tugged several tis but didn’t manage to pull away, turned and fiercely said: "What do you want!"
Mr. Gu looked at her, after a mont he asked: "Are you angry?"
The voice was still cold with no emotion.
Qiao Yuxian’s fierce little expression dropped by more than half: "No, no. I, I just need to hurry ho."
Mr. Gu acted as if he believed her. He asked: "Do you need to go with you?"
Qiao Yuxian glanced at him, imdiately shifted her gaze, thought for a mont and said: "I’ll manage by myself. I can handle it. If there’s anything I’ll find you."
"Okay."
He let go of her arm.
Qiao Yuxian got out of the car, looked back at him, closed the car door, and quickly entered the Qiao Family.
Mr. Gu watched her enter the villa but didn’t leave, staying outside for nearly two hours.
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