510 Bring Him Home

Xing Chen glanced at Qiao An sadly and left with the medicine bowl.

As Qiao An lay on the bed, tears were still streaming down her face.

Was the love between her and Xiaoran going to disappear just like that?

Perhaps because she was sick, Qiao An’s mind was a little confused. She let her imagination run wild about the future between her and Huo Xiaoran.

For example, if no matter how hard she tried, Xiaoran could not fall in love with her again and was unwilling to leave with her willingly, should she use their marriage or their children to coerce him to submit?

Qiao An was open and aboveboard. She was unwilling to use this method to force Xing Chen to be Huo Xiaoran again. No matter what, they had once loved each other passionately. She hoped that he would be happy.

So, she warned herself, she would never use the marriage and the children to restrain her unless she had no choice. She should work hard to make him fall in love with her now and follow her home happily.

As she thought about it, perhaps because of the effects of the medicine, she actually fell asleep in a daze.

She slept until the afternoon. Qiao He and Xiao Yue waited by her bed intently.

When Qiao An woke up and saw them, she jumped. She sat up and looked at them questioningly. “Aren’t you going home?”

Qiao He said, “Can we leave you behind when you’re sick? Will we still be human then?”

Qiao An waved at them. “Don’t worry about me. I know you miss the child very much. Go back quickly. You know my situation. I have to bring Brother Xiaoran home. He’s still very hostile to me now. I won’t be able to go back for a while. Don’t wait for me.”

Xiao Yue asked with concern, “Then Sister, are you feeling better?”

Qiao An had sweated when she slept. Now that the fever had subsided, she felt a little better. “I drank Xing Chen’s medicinal soup. The fever has subsided and I’m much better. Don’t worry.”

Qiao He and Xiao Yue looked at each other. Qiao He said, “Sister, I really miss my Qiao’er. Then I’ll really leave. After I go home and see Qiao’er, I’ll come back to pick you up immediately.”

Qiao An nodded.

“Go on.”

Qiao He and Xiao Yue left the mountain area in a hurry that afternoon.

When they left, Xing Xiaoya saw them leave with their luggage and told Xing Chen excitedly, “Brother Xing Chen, the volunteers next door have finally left.”

The other volunteers were warmly welcomed, but Xing Xiaoya couldn’t love Qiao An and the others.

When Xing Chen heard that Qiao An had also left, the bowl in his hand immediately fell to the ground. The hope in his heart was instantly sealed by the snow.

He turned around and stepped out of the door. From afar, he saw Xiao Yue’s car slowly disappearing into the horizon.

Were they really gone?

When Xing Xiaoya saw the torturous medicinal soup in the pot, she looked at Xing Chen with a sad expression.

“Brother Xing Chen, Miss Qiao An left. Are you unhappy?”

Xing Chen turned back, scooped out the medicinal soup, and rushed into the sewer. He replied indifferently to Xing Xiaoya, “So what if I’m unhappy?”

Xing Xiaoya sighed.

“That’s right. Miss Qiao An looks like a rich lady. After all, she’s from a different world from us.”

Xing Chen said nothing.

He walked out silently.

“Xing Chen.”

A familiar voice sounded like spring water.

Xing Chen turned and stared straight at Qiao An, who was leaning against the door.

“Your medicine is very effective. Can you make another set for me?” Qiao An smiled sweetly, her eyes full of electricity.

Xing Chen’s chest was instantly filled again. He nodded calmly. “Yeah.”

When he turned around, he could not hide the joy in her eyes.

He returned to the kitchen and took out the remaining herbs. He placed them in the frying pan and started the fire again.

Xing Xiaoya was furious when she saw how obedient he was to Qiao An.

“Why did you make the medicine when she asked you to?”

Xing Chen said, “She caught a cold because she was delivering supplies to the villagers. I’m returning the favor.”

Xing Xiaoya was very unhappy. “Her companions have all left. Why isn’t she leaving?”

Xing Chen was stunned.

He actually found this question unbelievable.

In an hour or so, the medicine was ready.

Xing Xiaoya rushed to say, “I’ll bring it to her. You two being alone in the same room will cause misunderstandings.”

Xing Chen said nothing.

Xing Xiaoya picked up the medicinal soup and walked toward Qiao An’s room.

After Xing Chen watched her leave, he stood up and returned to his room.

Because his room was a wall away from Qiao An’s, the soundproofing of the earth walls was not good. He listened quietly to the commotion next door and inexplicably missed Qiao An’s voice.

“Qiao An, why don’t you go home?” Xing Xiaoya questioned Qiao An angrily next door.

Qiao An looked a little haggard and her voice was soft. “I have a reason not to go home.”

“I know what you want to do. You just want to pursue my Xing Chen, right?” Xing Xiaoya said.

When Xing Chen heard Xing Xiaoya’s question, he felt inexplicably nervous.

Would Qiao An deny it?

Qiao An didn’t hide it and nodded. “Then do you think I have a good chance of wooing him?” she asked playfully.

Xing Xiaoya said, “With me around, you’ll never be able to get anywhere with Xing Chen.”

Qiao An was indignant. “Why?”

Xing Xiaoya said, “He doesn’t like a woman like you.”

“So what kind of woman does he like?” Qiao An asked.

Xing Xiaoya looked at her disdainfully. “When we people in the mountains marry, it’s not about whose skin is fair and whose waist is thin. It’s about who knows how to plant seedlings and whose butt will give birth.”

Qiao An glanced at her thin body and then looked disappointed. However, she quickly realized that Huo Xiaoran had clearly told her in the past that he liked a waist spirit like her.

“You’re wrong, aren’t you? He doesn’t like burly women. He likes delicate girls like me.”

When Xing Chen heard Qiao An bragging, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Who would boast shamelessly that they were delicate and soft?

This girl was very interesting.

Xing Xiaoya said angrily, “He doesn’t like sickly girls like you. Hmph.” Xing Xiaoya left.

Qiao An looked at the medicinal soup on the bedside table. She picked it up and frowned as she took a sip.

However, she realized that the medicinal soup today smelled of rock sugar.

Qiao An couldn’t help but smile.

She didn’t expect him to be so gentle and considerate.

However, she was very unhappy to think that he was also so gentle and considerate to other women.

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