After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 832 - 836 Your Necklace is Very Special

Cool, smooth, and soft to the touch, like a feather, gently passing by but stirring an unusual tremor.

A faint scent of hair wafted through, lingering at his nose.

Leng Zimo took a light breath; the smell was fresh and clean, not overly fragrant. He liked it very much.

Luo Xiaoqian considerately released his "injured leg" and when straightening up, reminded him, "Bend it a little inward, it won’t touch the wound that way."

"Alright."

He responded softly.

Standing up, Luo Xiaoqian closed the car door, then walked back to the driver’s side, opened the door, sat down, and buckled up. She glanced over at him and noticed he hadn’t fastened his seatbelt.

"Seatbelt!"

Back then, whenever they were together, he would always remind her. Now, it was his turn to forget?

Leng Zimo pulled over the seatbelt and fastened it.

Only then did Luo Xiaoqian start the car, gradually driving out of the parking lot and onto the road.

"How’s Momo’s health?" Leng Zimo asked.

"I just called the teacher in the elevator. The teacher said he’s in good spirits, so you don’t have to worry," Luo Xiaoqian replied.

"You seem very busy."

"It’s manageable."

"Thank you for the breakfast earlier."

"It was nothing, you’re too polite."

...

As they chatted, the car had already entered the suburban highway. Leng Zimo fell silent, but his gaze remained fixed on her face.

From her forehead to her eyes, her nose, resting a moment on her lips, then down to her half-hidden neck amidst her hair, and her chest, accentuated by the seatbelt.

At her chest, within the collar, a corner of the necklace pendant was faintly visible.

Shiny, silver-white, half-circle—it looked like a key?

"Your necklace is very unique."

Necklace?!

Luo Xiaoqian lowered her face, saw the half-exposed key, and immediately used her hand to lift her collar, hiding the key completely within.

Driving off the highway, Luo Xiaoqian headed straight to his residential area.

Watching her drive close to his house, Leng Zimo showed a look of surprise.

"You know where I live?!"

"No, I just know you live in this area, which house is yours?"

Originally having her foot on the brake, Luo Xiaoqian immediately moved it back to the gas pedal. Obviously, they had reached his home, but she continued driving forward.

"You passed it," Leng Zimo said.

"Oh, I thought it was up ahead."

Luo Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, shifted to reverse, and backed the car to his door.

Both got out of the car together. Luo Xiaoqian supported his arm as they walked into the living room. She helped him sit on the sofa and bent to take out a first aid kit from under the coffee table.

Leng Zimo raised an eyebrow lightly, "You seem very familiar with my home."

Noticing Leng Zimo’s puzzled look, she covered with a smile, "I... I also keep my first aid kit under the coffee table."

Lifting his "injured leg," she opened the first aid kit, gently disinfected the wound on his leg with a sterile cotton pad, and wrapped it.

"It’s best not to get it wet to avoid inflammation and infection." Luo Xiaoqian carefully let down his pant leg, tidied up the medicine on the table, and intended to throw it away.

"Your name is Luo Xiaoqian."

He knew her name?!

Luo Xiaoqian was shocked, stumbling on her heels and losing her balance, she fell directly toward the coffee table.

"Watch out!"

Leng Zimo exclaimed in alarm, reached out to grasp her waist, and with a firm pull, her body ended up in his arms.

"Thank you!"

Luo Xiaoqian, still shaken, lifted her face and met his dark eyes, looking at her so closely.

...

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Good night?