Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home - Chapter 142

Zhao Meng, who was originally too afraid to come close because of Lu Jinnian, saw Qiao Anhao open her eyes. She asked right away, “Qiao Qiao, how are you?”

When Lu Jinnian heard Zhao Meng’s voice, only then he realized that Qiao Anhao had already opened her eyes. He anxiously assessed her for a while, before believing that she hadn’t any major injuries. That was when he discreetly let out a sigh of relief.

Everything was then gone in the blink of an eye as Lu Jinnian quickly gathered back any hint of emotion. His expression recovered back to its usual calm and stoic self.

Lu Jinnian transformed so quickly, Qiao Anhao creased her brows. She stared back at him but couldn’t find any trace of anxiousness or confusion in his expression.

Qiao Anhao lips gently moved when she turned her head. She shook it at Zhao Meng, then quietly said, “I’m fine.”

When she finished speaking, her eyes returned back to Lu Jinnian. From his face, it looked like he was feeling nothing. Perhaps, when she opened her eyes just now, the anxious expression he had had was all just a figment of her imagination.

“Are you really okay?” Song Xiangsi couldn’t help but ask. “Are you hurt? Stand up and take a walk.”

When Qiao Anhao heard Song Xiangsi’s words, she realized that she was held in Lu Jinnian’s arms. Her face flushed slightly red as she hurriedly got up from his grasp. She stumbled a few steps back before managing to open her mouth to say, “Really, I’m fine.”

“That’s good. You scared us to death just now. To fall from such a height, you could’ve landed badly and got half of your body paralyzed. Luckily, Lu Jinnian had quick reflexes and caught you.”

When Song Xiangsi said this, she let out an obvious sigh of relief, clearly shocked by what had just happened.

That was when Qiao Anhao looked Lu Jinnian in the eyes. She bit her bottom lip and thanked him in a low voice, “Mr. Lu, thank you for earlier.”

Lu Jinnian didn’t make a sound. He just reached his hand out and pushed against the ground. Perhaps because he had sat for too long, when he got up, his eyebrows furrowed a little. He used the strength in his hands to support himself against the lawn. He pushed up with great effort, and slowly stood up.

The director, at whom Lu Jinnian had screamed to get the car ready just now, came running back with a head wet from sweat. He was panting for breath when he said, “Mr. Lu, the car is ready…”

Mid-sentence, he saw Qiao Anhao standing up, alive and well. In a bit of a daze, he said again, “Xiao Qiao, are you okay?”

Qiao Anhao nodded.

“Then, do you still want to go to the hospital?”

Qiao Anhao hurriedly shook her head again. “It’s okay. I’m fine.”

“It’s best you go to the hospital to have a check-up just to be sure,” Song Xiangsi said, “Also, your forehead is bleeding. Don’t let it leave a scar…”