Chapter 196

Perhaps the position was too uncomfortable, for Lu Jinnian, who was embracing Qiao Anhao, slightly shifted his body, pressing her even tighter to himself . His chin coincidently was on top of her forehead, and he lightly rubbed her hair . Then, he lowered his head again and gave her long hair two pecks . After feeling satisfied, he muttered disorientated, “You don’t even know . I’ve been waiting for you for so many years . When will you ever come to me . . . “

Lu Jinnian’s voice grew fainter . Then, eventually, it disappeared completely .

During the party, even though every one of his answers were short, they were filled with his unwavering love for that woman . As Qiao Anhao sat by his side, every time she heard his response, she felt a knife brutally stab her heart .

Now intoxicated, his words were full of deep emotions, which was even more hurtful .

Qiao Anhao tightly balled up her fists, forcing herself not to tremble . Yet, a wetness gradually surfaced in the corner of her eye .

She had always craved for his embrace, but now, she had learned that it could be so very painful .

Qiao Anhao shut her eyes, wanting to rip herself away from Lu Jinnian’s body . However, he seemingly felt something, and held her tighter .

The bedroom was silent . All that could be heard was the ticking of the clock on the wall .

Lu Jinnian’s breathing gradually grew long and calm, as though he was already deep in sleep . But Qiao Anhao wasn’t the least bit sleepy, tears flowing uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes .

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Next morning, Qiao Anhao was woken up by Zhao Meng’s phone call . She groggily reached for her phone . She picked up the call and said “Hey” .

Then she heard Zhao Meng’s say seriously, “Qiao Qiao, don’t tell me you’re not fully awake? Don’t forget that you have a scene to shoot in late afternoon . I’m about to reach Mian Xiu Garden . You’d better hurry up, or you won’t make it on set . “

Qiao Anhao instantly woke up, hung up the phone, and hurriedly ripped the sheets off herself . When she got off the bed, she realized that her whole body felt weak and in pain . Then, images of her and Lu Jinnian together last night suddenly came back to her . She subconsciously looked around the room . It was completely empty; Lu Jinnian was long gone .

If it weren’t for the exhaustion, yesterday could’ve been a dream she’d made up .

As she was in a rush, Qiao Anhao didn’t have time to think about her pain and suffering . She hurriedly ran into the shower and turned it on . Just as she was about to wash her hands, she suddenly stopped, stunned . She looked at her left hand—it was unexpectedly covered in blood .

The blood was already dried up and dark in color .

Where did it come from?

Qiao Anhao was so shocked, she turned slightly pale . She stared at her own fingers for a while . Without caring about the running water in the shower, she ran out of the bathroom . She walked over to the bed and pulled open the sheets . There, she saw that Lu Jinnian’s half of the bed, the snow white bed sheets on which he’d lain yesterday, had striking red patches .

Qiao Anhao then looked over to her left hand, and wrinkled her eyebrows at the memory of grabbing onto his shoulder yesterday . . .

In her heart, she felt a as though she was brutally hit . Her face was so pale, it was almost translucent .

Lu Jinnian was injured? What’s more, it seemed pretty serious . . .