Chapter 160

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Nuonuo observed this room. It was black and white with dark blue tones. It looked cold with manly charm. She was timid in heart, not knowing the plot, or the development. She dared not sit on the kingsize luxury bed. She could only slowly support her injured leg by sitting on the small sofa beside.

After a while, Qiu Li came up.

He had changed to a white shirt, and dried his black hair. The family doctor followed.

As soon as Qiu Li entered the door, he met Nuonuo's helpless gaze.

He knew that she was afraid. Her world had inexplicably changed and her heart was at a loss.

"Show your injury first."

The doctor responded quickly and carefully examined the wound on Nuonuo's knee.

"It's a bruise, not serious. Just bandage it, but I will recommend getting a tetanus shot."

She looked so obedient and didn't say anything, as if everything could be done. The doctor bandaged her, Qiu Li asked her, "Are you afraid of injections?"

His tone softened several degrees, as if coaxing a child.

Nuonuo wasn't afraid so she shook her head.

The doctor gave her a tetanus shot.

Her eyes were watery, watching the doctor pack up the medicine bag.

The room was obviously very big, but when only two of them were left, Nuonuo felt congested. Her hands unconsciously grabbed the skirt and she looked up at him. She really didn't know what to say. She was afraid of saying more and making mistakes. After all, she didn't understand what kind of person Song Nuonuo was.

Nuonuo was from the Department of Broadcasting and Hosting, not from the acting department. She wasn't sure if she could "act" as the original owner.

She just wanted to go home.

The man was tall, and because the shirt was thin, she could even see the outline of his strong muscles.

Nuonuo's pink cheeks turned reddish.

He squatted down in front of her. He was very tall, 1.9 m but he squatted to look at her, making her less stressful. He smiled and asked Nuonuo, "Are you sleepy, go to sleep, eh?"

Nuonuo gritted her teeth and said in a mosquito voice, "Where do I sleep?"

"I will hug you."

The next moment, the man carried her to the bed. Nuonuo's eyes showed resistance and terror.

He smiled lowly, "I won't do anything to you. Don't be afraid, believe me."

Nuonuo didn't believe him, but she was wounded and still in other people's territory. She didn't believe him but there was no other way.

Qiu Li covered her with a quilt and saw a pair of black pupils looking at him. He smiled and touched her hair, "Sleep."

Nuonuo wondered if he really didn't mind what happened.

Hang Rui almost ran away with the original owner. Did this CEO not have self-respect?

However, she didn't dare to ask. It would be best if he didn't pursue it. At this time, it was early summer, and the night was cool. When the thunder was outside, Qiu Li said, "I will be next door, call me if you need something."

Nuonuo dared not call him, but she nodded obediently. Qiu Li finally went out, and Nuonuo was relieved. She was uncomfortable. This body was too tired. After a while, she fell asleep.

Qiu Li lived in the room where Nuonuo had stayed before.

It was just that its layout was of the guest room. He coughed and there was a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth. Qiu Li wiped the blood on his face without expression, and laid quietly on the bed.

This was great, really great.

She was alive, she could cry and laugh.

It couldn't be better.

Nuonuo woke up the next day, and her knees were even more painful. The day she was injured was usually not painful, but the next day there would be rebound pain.

She got dressed, and Aunt Chen pushed a wheelchair over. A rigid face looked at Nuonuo seriously, and also froze at the moment when she saw her appearance. Instead, she remembered Mr. Qiu's command, and if nothing happened, she calmly said, "I will help Miss to go downstairs to eat."

When eating, Qiu Li sat beside her. After Nuonuo had finished drinking milk, he raised his hand and wiped her lip.

Nuonuo doubted that she was transmigrated as Song Lian.

However, her suspicions were quickly denied because Du Yi walked in from the outside and said, "CEO, CEO Song came over and bought Miss Song Er."

Nuonuo glanced at the man beside her carefully.

She was familiar with this plot!

When the Song family learned that Song Nuonuo had run away, he quickly took the female lead in exchange for compensation.

In other words, soon the female lead would replace her, a cannon fodder.

Du Yi hadn't made a mistake, and Qiu Li didn't change him with Xue San.

He looked calm, "Let him come in."

He pushed Nuonuo's wheelchair to the living room.

Song Zhan sat up in the living room, but Song Lian looked disappointed. Seeing Nuonuo in a wheelchair, Song Zhan, a middle-aged man, knelt down, "Sorry Mr. Qiu, it's my fault. I didn't teach my daughter well. You are mature, let the Song family pass."

He saw that Nuonuo was pale and thought she was tortured. Song Zhan gritted his teeth and resolutely said, "Song Nuonuo, I should have dealt with you and not given birth to you. Song Lian, come and say hello to Mr. Qiu."

Song Lian looked at Qiu Li and said, "I am Song Lian, are you Qiu Li?" Her tone was quite lively.

Nuonuo opened her eyes wide as she didn't seem to expect such a father.

If Qiu Li accepted the female lead and Song Zhan didn't want her, it would be troublesome for her to drag her injured leg away.

The man chuckled softly, "Mr. Song, you are right. You don't have a daughter like Nuonuo."

Song Zhan's head was sweaty, and Qiu Li's tone turned cold, "Nuonuo doesn't have a father like you. Her surname is Qiu, and she belongs to my family."

In silence, Qiu Li said, "Du Yi, throw them out."

After the female lead and her father were really thrown out, Nuonuo looked at the man who turned to her, she stuttered, "You ... you ..." Are you stupid?

He looked at her.

Nuonuo asked in a low voice, "Do you like me?"

She didn't know why she asked that. Her cheeks were flushed and her ears were pink.

The sun was warm in May and it was a sunny day after the thunderstorm.

He had a gentle tone and there were thousands of stars in his eyes, "Well, I like you, Nuonuo."

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