Chapter 492 - You Don’t Need to Explain (2/2)

After speaking, she headed up to the shower.

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Xiao Luo placed a hot towel on Gu Qianxue’s forehead. She had taken the flu medicine, and as she was trained in the martial arts, her body recovered after half an hour or so, and she awoke.

“Xiao Luo,” she called out.

“You’re awake.”

“Mmm.”

“Don’t stand in the rain like that next time. You’re a lady, and your body isn’t made of steel,” Xiao Luo chided her. His tone was not unlike that of a family elder.

“But, Mount Tianshan’s much colder than this place, and I’ve never once fallen sick from the rain there,” Gu Qianxue replied.

Xiao Luo said, “Then it seems that your body has grown weak from being in a bustling city for too long.”

Gu Qianxue thought about it rather seriously for a beat, and replied, “Hmm, I guess that must be it.”

“Drink up,” Xiao Luo said, handing a cup of hot tea over to her.

Gu Qianxue reached out for the cup and took a sip, and then looked out the window. “It’s raining really heavily,” she exclaimed.

“It is, and it doesn’t seem like the rain will stop any time soon. It’s a good thing I returned tonight. Otherwise…”

Xiao Luo did not continue speaking. Had the foolish little girl actually stayed out there in the rain for an entire night, there was no way Gu Zhanguo would forgive him. Even that despicable Gu Qianlin would probably make her way over to Xiahai all the way from Jiangcheng just to give him grief.

“Xiao Luo, I’m hungry!” Gu Qianxue cried, lifting her head, staring up at him.

An image suddenly formed in his head. It was the memory of the little girl who had lost her way and when he found her sitting alone in front of a large building. At that time, she had said something similar to him.

“Hold on, let me make you something.”

Xiao Luo stood up and decided to head over to Su Li’s apartment. He had no kitchen utensils here and no food, so there was no way he could cook in his own apartment.

But at this moment, Gu Qianxue tugged at her clothes.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Luo said as he turned around and smiled.

Gu Qianxue looked miserable. “Don’t leave me alone,” she said.

Gu Qianxue did not tell Xiao Luo how much she had endured when she went against Gu Qianlin’s wishes and headed to Xiahai all by herself, much less the fact that she had run into a lot of trouble. She had gotten her phone and purse stolen, and by the time she reached Crescent Bay, she had been so hungry she was on the verge of collapse. She did not have a single cent on her, and she did not know what she would have done if Xiao Luo had not appeared. This was the main reason she wanted to wait by the main gate despite the rain—she couldn’t afford to miss him if when he returned.

“I’m just going to the apartment opposite to make something for you. I won’t leave you.” Xiao Luo gently pried her hand off his shirt.

And then he turned to leave.

He walked into Su Li’s apartment and found her sitting on the sofa, quietly and elegantly reading a book. Xiao Luo walked over to her. “Thank you for earlier,” he said.

“Mmm,” Su Li responded. She seemed unaffected by the entire matter.

“Her name is Gu Qianxue, and she’s a rather close friend of mine from Jiangcheng, but I can promise you—” Xiao Luo tailed off before finishing his sentence, but his message was evident. He did not know why he felt like this, suddenly worried that Su Li might misunderstand.

“You don’t have to explain this to me. Don’t forget, we’re married, but only in name,” Su Li cut him off.

She was intentionally riling him up in a desperate attempt to see him fly off the handle and make clear that their relationship was more than a contract. She even wanted to see him fiercely declare that she was his, and his alone.