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Chapter 347: Chapter 352: Don’t Be Stupid Again in the Future
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Beiming Han quickly grasped her hand, frowning and scolding, “Do you want it to get infected?”
Beiming Han stared at her slightly red wound, his brow furrowing marginally. That bastard Ming Xiang, letting him die was too easy!
“It might scar.”
Even though both Bai Jingqing and Qianqian said it wouldn’t leave a scar, she knew theywere just comforting her.
“I won’t let you scar.” Beiming Han carefully adhered the gauze pad on her wound, sat down, hugged her and asked, “Does it still hurt?”
Gu Qingxin shook her head.
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“No matter what happens, self-preservation is paramount! You’re not allowed to be so reckless in the future!”
Beiming Han pulled her into a tighter embrace, this little thing was still too small and weak. Leaning down, he kissed her lips, then turned her over and pinned her on the big bed.
Gu Qingxin, “…”
Didn’t he say he wouldn’t ****?
Because of the injury on her face, Beiming Han didn’t let her go to school for a week and he also didn’t go to the company. Whatever issues arose were handled by Huangfu Ye and Bai Jingqing, either in person or via video conference.
Every other day, Gu Qingxin changed the dressing on Beiming Han’s wound, and he checked her face injury every day.
After a week, Gu Qingxin’s facial injury had improved greatly. A scab had formed and there was no redness or swelling.
Even though she had a facial injury, Beiming Han still insisted that she exercise every day.
Swimming was the skill that Gu Qingxin most wanted to learn, but because of her facial injury, she could only postpone it.
She swore that she would become a swimming expert so that the next time she ended up in the sea, she wouldn’t drown so easily.
After school on Monday, as Gu Qingxin was packing her bag, Qu Annai noticed the wristwatch she had put back on and a hint of jealousy flashed across her eyes, “Qingxin, you promised that your boyfriend would invite us for dinner two weeks ago. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten?”
“Of course not. I couldn’t come to school because of a facial injury last week. I will definitely arrange it,” Gu Qingxin said with a smile.
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“Let’s do it tonight then. Everyone is free, so your boyfriend should be available this Monday, right?”
“Okay, tonight it is. I will give him a call shortly.”
Bai Qianqian looked at Qu Annai somewhat speechlessly, lightly poked Gu Qingxin, and whispered, “Are you really going to bring Beiming Han here?”
“How is that possible? He is not my boyfriend. After I treat her to a meal, she won’t have anything else to say.”
Bai Qianqian, “…”
The four girls left the classroom together. Qu Annai looped her arm through Gu Qingxin’s, asking, “Your boyfriend is so rich, shouldn’t you treat us to something pricey? I’m not interested in eating home-cooked dishes from the stalls at the school gate.”
Bai Qianqian was totally at a loss for words about Qu Annai, and Leng Weiliang also felt embarrassed. Initially, when they mentioned Gu Qingxin treating them, all she wanted was to meet Gu Qingxin’s boyfriend.
“What do you want to eat?” Gu Qingxin asked, showing an enormous amount of patience.
“Let’s go to the Shengming Hotel. There’s a great Western restaurant there,” Qu Annai suggested with a smile.
“I think we should skip it. That place is definitely out of our price range,” Leng Weiliang said, tugging at her arm.
Gu Qingxin didn’t respond immediately. Her phone rang and she looked at the passer, it was Beiming Han’s number.
As she answered the call and moved to the side, she barely said “Hello,” when her phone was snatched away. Gu Qingxin looked at her phone now in Qu Annai’s hand, and immediately tried to snatch it back.
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“Give it back to me!”
Qu Annai had no intention of returning it, instead, she said to the person on the phone, “You must be Qingxin’s boyfriend. I’m her classmate and roommate.
Qingxin said you would treat us to a meal. We’ve chosen the Shengming Hotel.”