Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 569: Is This Necklace Yours?



Chapter 569: Is This Necklace Yours?

Nalan Ye Jue noticed Qin Xin holding the necklace, his eyebrows slightly raised: "Is this your necklace?"Qin Xin replied with an "um," thought for a moment, then changed her words: "A junior gave it to me."

Is this considered lying to a man?

Indeed, the necklace wasn’t hers.

"Did you just pick it up?" Qin Xin asked curiously.

Nalan Ye Jue also gave a faint "um," looking at her thoughtfully: "I found it amidst the ruins of your Medical College."

What a coincidence, unbelievable.

Even Qin Xin found it remarkably miraculous, in such a large Medical College, amidst such chaotic ruins, he managed to find this ring necklace that’s hardly bigger than a fingernail.

It’s as if there was a preordained connection.

What’s even more wonderful is that after holding the flower ring in her hand, she suddenly felt a warm sensation flowing through her body.

Then she exerted a little force, lightly freed herself from the man’s arms, and jumped down from his wheelchair.

She felt like she regained the power of a strong girl.

What on earth?

She couldn’t help waving her small fists in the air, feeling powerful.

Hey, if only she had this strength earlier in the underground passage, there wouldn’t have been a need to sacrifice six intelligent rescue robots.

She would have charged in directly.

Absolutely would have smashed that mini square robot into a metal pancake.

Qin Xin was happily basking in the regained feeling of control when suddenly, she felt light again!

The man’s arm wrapped around her once more, firmly holding her slender waist, pulling her onto his lap.

The man displeasedly said, "Naughty little wife, you forgot you are a patient."

Qin Xin: "..."

She was not sick!!!

Obviously, in the man’s dictionary, a small tear in her pants or a slight scratch on her knee was considered an "illness."

Thus, the "sick" little woman was carried all the way out of the campus by the man and got into the car.

When passing by the ruins of the Pharmacy College, she clearly saw Song Anjing, Ao Xinghao, and the others but didn’t dare to recognize them. She also saw over a hundred rescue robots frantically digging, Song Anjing crying out loud, and Ao Xinghao silent. She knew they were looking for her.

Her heart felt both warm and achy.

Back in the car, the first thing she did was to use the man’s phone cable to charge her phone.

Once the signal was restored, she was able to message her friends: "I’m out safely, don’t worry."

Then her phone was bombarded with a flood of messages:

"Xinxin, Xinxin, I love you to death! From now on, I’ll heat milk for you every day, fetch you hot water, and save seats for you in the study room..."

"Sister Xin, sob sob, I’m so glad you’re alive. I didn’t want to mourn for my mentor just after becoming an apprentice, sob sob."

"Sister Xin, are you hurt anywhere?"

"Sister Xin, I’ll give you all my little stones, all of them."

Amidst the wild declarations of affection.

Ao Xinghao, usually so talkative, sent the shortest message—

"Xin, I want to hug you."

Qin Xin: "..."

She declined.

She had already been embraced by a man all the way today.

The quota for being hugged by a man in her lifetime was used up, completely used up, alright.

The phone charged for a while.

Qin Xin’s mind sorted out the beginning and end of today’s "earthquake" incident.

It was a targeted assault, involving rather advanced intelligent robots.

The square mini robot smashed into a metal pancake had been salvaged by Mr. Nalan, placed in a sealed box, and taken back to the group for further study.

However, even just from the appearance and materials, it was evident that the engineer who designed this robot was highly skilled.

It was all-in-one in offense and defense, and could move freely underground.

The long narrow passageway was dug by the mini robot.

With such an elaborate setup, who exactly was it targeting?


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