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What if I don't go back?

He Qiu chased after her. Because of the difference in height, she always had to look up at the man beside her.

Ning Jin's heart felt very sweet, but he didn't know what was waiting for her behind his back.

But then came the sound of a camera. What the hell?

Ning Jin and He Qiu were both startled, but He Qiu's doubt was not in the bottom of their eyes, and the curve of his lips in the dark corner made them even more confused.

"Isn't that woman the young mistress of the Fu family?"

"I think so too, but the man beside her doesn't look like the young master of the Fu family!"

Unknowingly, there were quite a few people surrounding him, so they were all talking at once, "Oh my god, could it be that what the newspapers say is true? This woman is falling in love with another man? "

The eyes of the young man flashed in amusement as he gossiped. The girl beside him immediately responded, "Young Master Fu is such a good man. To think that he would come out on a date with another man in broad daylight. What a disgrace."

Seeing that the two of them were intimate as lovers, Ning Jin's face immediately went pale. Did she get recognized?

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He Qiu was like a hen protecting Ning Jin, he pulled her hand and was about to leave. Ning Jin smiled, these were just some indifferent words, she could bear it.

She struggled out of He Qiu's grasp, and straightened her back.

Stepping forward, He Qiu seemed to be lost in thought as he looked at his empty hands. The shadow made it hard for people to see his emotions, but in a few seconds, Ning Jin had pulled away from him.

"He ran away, he ran away." He ran away, he ran away.

Not knowing where the sound came from, he quickly stopped a middle-aged woman and shouted, "No way, we have to stop her, as long as we have her we can get a reward of 500 yuan." The woman's eyes lit up, and the crowd exploded.

Ning Jin laughed, 5 million? Was Ning Jin only worth five million to the Fu Clan?

The road was blocked, only leaving a few people unpressed on the ground. He Qiu followed along, looking at everyone with a face full of anger, "Get lost!"

These words were said so angrily that it fell into the ocean. Everyone just wanted to stop Ning Jin.

No matter how good the quality of his heart was, Ning Jin still felt extremely uncomfortable.

When did she end up like a rat crossing a street and being shouted at? As she sobbed, warmth spread from her shoulders. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you." He Qiu's eyes lit up.

With someone behind him, it was fine. Ning Jin rejoiced.

There were more and more people surrounding him, and for some reason, Ning Jin's face became even more pale, "Are you alright?" With worry in his eyes, Ning Jin shook his head.

However, the pressure from her surroundings was getting stronger and stronger. Right now, she was just like a clown.

"Follow me and don't let go." He Qiu suddenly shouted, before he could even react, his hand was grabbed, his entire person was running, He Qiu extended his free hand to push through the crowd, and the crowd reacted with even more violent resistance.

He did not know how long he had been running for, but Ning Jin was already exhausted. Although he was tired, he still felt happy, and when he raised his head, he was stunned.

The bright red cuts were especially obvious on her white arms. There were at least five of them. Some of them were still bleeding.

His heart ached with guilt.

They crouched at the back of a small house with the huge trees as a cover. The gap between them was so small that it was like the first season they were face to face.

"Are you okay?"

He Qiu's first question was directed at her. Ning Jin smiled brilliantly: "Thank you."

It came from the bottom of his heart, but He Qiu was furious. He smacked his forehead and said angrily: "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Ning Jin laughed heartlessly.

"Are you done talking!"

The sudden voice made the two of them freeze, especially Ning Jin, because the voice was … Fu Huayong!

When he turned around, it was just as he had expected. He was dressed in black casual clothes, and his hair was naturally unwaxed. There were no accessories on his body, but it gave off a feeling of oppression.

"Why are you here? After a moment of shock, Ning Jin calmed himself down and looked around to see that he was the only one there. He put one hand in his pocket and looked at the two people's hands that were holding hands.

The expression on his face was calm, but one could not tell his mood. Was it anger or ridicule?

Fu Huayong's lips slightly parted: "Why do I seem to be unimportant here? The important thing is for you to let your husband be so intimate with other men, it doesn't seem appropriate." Fu Huayong's slim body was bent, to the point that it looked sloppy.

Ning Jin's hand suddenly tightened around his own.

Did he know him?

"What's the matter, Young Master Fu?"

Fu Huayong turned his gaze away and stared straight at He Qiu. The light in his eyes was glaring, but it revealed an arrogant look, "I just want to bring my wife back home."

Ning Jin suddenly looked at the things that she saw on the computer. He took her home and immediately divorced his, then gave her to the He Family for punishment?

The unwillingness in his chest burst out.

But his hand could not be freed from He Qiu's grasp.

"And if I don't go back?"

Fu Huayong smiled, but it was to be expected, "No one has ever dared to say no to me." When he looked at him, her eyes were like a blade, constantly exploiting his heart, causing Ning Jin's eyes to tremble, since there was no one here, then she would be the first one.

"Let's go." These words were spoken with determination, because she, Ning Jin, had always been one to take advantage of the situation.

But at a place where she couldn't see, she didn't notice the cold indifference and smile in He Qiu's eyes. In the blink of an eye, it was as warm as spring, and Fu Huayong saw everything.

As expected, a knowing smile bloomed at the corner of Fu Huayong's mouth.

"What if He Jia wants to see you? "Oh, I heard she fell out of bed a few days ago. And she was pretty badly hurt."

These words were so light that it might be blown away by the wind if he just opened his mouth, but to Ning Jin, he was a demon.

Ning Jin's heart suddenly thumped. Did He Jia fall off the bed?