After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 526 - 529: I’m Afraid, You’re Not Here [5]

"Don’t be afraid when I’m here," he comforted, patting her back.

"I’m afraid you won’t be," she whispered.

She had already thought he might come for her, but she was scared, so scared that when she saw him, he might tell her to leave.

Just thinking that his affection, his love, he... would no longer be hers, made her so afraid.

She couldn’t accept being complete strangers with him.

Leng Zimo’s throat tightened, and he hugged her even tighter.

"Dummy, haven’t I always said that I would never let go of you!"

He cursed softly, his voice full of distress.

In the corridor, Jiao Yang glanced at the two embracing on the balcony and then turned to go downstairs.

Only when Luo Xiaoqian’s emotions had stabilized in his arms did Leng Zimo let her go, carefully using his palm to dry the tear streaks on her face and frowning at the graze on her forehead.

"Does it hurt?"

Luo Xiaoqian’s eyes were still teary, but a smile was already on her lips, "With you here, it doesn’t hurt."

As long as he was with her, she wasn’t afraid of anything.

"Silly girl," he chided still worried, "Do you have a fever, are there any other injuries?"

She shook her head, then pursed her lips, looked up at him like a child, and said, "Zimo, I’m so hungry."

Leng Zimo chuckled, took her hand, and said, "Come on, your husband will take you to eat."

The two of them went downstairs hand in hand.

All three people in the living room stood up from the sofa at the same time.

"Yo!" Leng Zirui laughed with a sly tone, "Have the two of you come back to life?!"

Luo Xiaoqian’s face turned red, and she looked down without speaking.

Leng Zimo didn’t bother with his brother, but his gaze fell on Jiao Yang’s face, "Thank you for taking care of Xiaoqian."

Jiao Yang’s gaze swept over their clasped hands, "I need to talk to you."

Luo Xiaoqian looked up at him, "Jiao Yang..."

Jiao Yang lifted the corners of his mouth, "It’s a secret between men, don’t ask too much."

Luo Xiaoqian was about to say something when Leng Zimo spoke softly, "Wait for me in the car with Yizhou, Zirui!"

Shen Yizhou and Leng Zirui had already guessed something and stood up from by the sofa. Leng Zirui went to open the door, and Shen Yizhou took Xiaoqian’s arm, "Let’s go, we’ll wait in the car."

Luo Xiaoqian followed him to the door, her gaze still filled with worry as she looked at the two men in the hall.

Jiao Yang was smiling the whole time, but only when the door shut tightly and she could no longer see his face, did he drop the smile.

"This is the last time," he said sternly to Leng Zimo, "If you ever hurt her again, I promise I will stop at nothing to take her away from you, and you will never be able to find her again."

"There won’t be a next time." Leng Zimo’s eyes met his, "She’s mine, and you can’t take her away."

"I hope so," Jiao Yang said.

Leng Zimo’s eyes moved over the egg stains on his clothes, his tone softened, "Thank you."

Jiao Yang frowned then his face relaxed, "I did it because I wanted to, you don’t need to thank me."

"I’m leaving," said Leng Zimo, turning towards the door.

Jiao Yang naturally followed him.

As Leng Zimo opened the door and paused, he turned to look at him, "Next time you cook eggs, start them off in cold water with the eggs, and they won’t turn into bombs."

Jiao Yang was taken aback, then laughed, "Thanks."

Inside the car, Leng Zirui chuckled softly, "Sister-in-law, did that look like they were discussing cooking to you?!"

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Goodnight.