Chapter 62: One More Cover Is Unnecessary

  Junlan Five-star Hotel.

  Guanshao Yan forcibly pulled Nian Qing out of the car and walked into the hotel lobby, his face gloomy, grasping her wrist.

  At the front desk, several men and women who were about to check in cast their eyes on Nian Qing - she was only wearing a cartoon pajama, her two feet bare, being pulled away by a handsome man dressed impeccably, looking very strange.

  "Save me! I don't know this person, please help me call the police!" Nian Qing shouted at the top of her lungs, seeking help.

  Those men and women withdrew their gaze, not intending to cause trouble, all of them minding their own business.

  The hotel manager walked up, took a look at Nian Qing, smiled and handed the room card to Guan Shaoye: "Young Master Guan, this is your room card."

  Guan Shao Yan grasped the house card with one hand, and with a slanted hook of his eyes, he looked at Nian Qing. His cold laughter sent chills down her spine: "Don't call out anymore, you like calling? Wait till later and stay in bed to call out for me to hear."

  "Scum!" Nian Qing's anger got the better of him and he raised his hand, ready to strike Guan Shaoyu.

  Before she could even slap him, her hand was caught by Guan Shao.

  He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, and by her ear was his angry voice: "A year ago, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted towards you. This way, it's not even Gu Qingheng's turn to mess with you."

  Stunned into silence.

  One year ago, if it wasn't for Guan Shaoye appearing and taking her away, perhaps she would have been sent to another man's bed by Nian Hai. But ironically, the night Guan Shaoye took her away, he actually tried to rape her.

  Guanshao Yan saw Nian Qing didn't refute, so he knew she really slept with Gu Qingheng.

  In an instant, he narrowed his eyes, jealousy distorting his face. He bent down and once again hoisted Ning Qing onto his shoulder, ignoring her punches and kicks as he walked resolutely towards the elevator.

  This time, he must get her!

  The elevator came very slowly, and Guan Shaoye had no patience. He pressed several buttons forcefully with a "click".

  The elevator finally arrived.

  The official and his wife entered, carrying their luggage. As they went in, several people who were sharing the ride got out to give up their seats, without knowing what relationship the couple had with each other.

  The elevator kept going up, "ding", the door opened, and we arrived at the 17th floor.

  Room 1702.

  One year ago, Guan Shaoye almost raped Ning Qing in this very room.

  A year later, he brought her into this room again, definitely, nothing good will come of it.

  Swipe card, open door, go in.

  Guan Shao roughly threw Nian Qing onto the only large bed in the room, looked at her and coldly sneered: "Do you still remember this room? One year ago, it was here that I stripped your clothes off, but this time, there's no fruit knife."

  He took off his Western-style suit jacket and approached the bed, but before he could even touch Nian Qing's face, she pushed him away in disgust: "Don't touch me, I think you're filthy!"

  "What's wrong with you?" Officer Shao Jing's voice was cold, his powerful hands pinning her small fists under him as he looked down at her stubborn face: "How many times did Gu Qingheng have to sleep with you before he would spout nonsense about you in front of the media? You must have served him well in bed, huh? So what's wrong with doing it with me once?"

  "What qualifications do you have to comment on me? You yourself are fooling around outside, with women, and even have illegitimate children!" Ning Qing retorted back, unwilling to yield under Guan Shao's pressure.

  Guanshao Yan knew the woman she was talking about was Qianqian, but - "The child in her belly is not mine!"

  Someone framed him, or it was Gu Qingheng who was framing him all along.

  Qing Leng coldly stared at Guan Shao Yan, not believing his excuses: "Who cares if she's your kind or not? You and her, haven't you slept together?"

  "I slept with her." Officer Shao Yan admitted straightforwardly.

  He is a born playboy, it seems that no woman can make him settle down, playing with women is a matter of course for him.

  "But now, I'd rather sleep with you." Guan Shao Yan leaned down, his lips falling onto Nian Qing's expressionless small face, moving slowly downwards...

  The enchanting breath spreads in the room.

  "When you invaded and offended me, did you ever think of Lu Chuan?" Ning Qing asked sarcastically, her eyes already devoid of focus.

  "You want to use him to provoke me? Gu Qing is 10 years older than you, and you can still share a bed with him. Why must you defy me?" Officer Shao was not pleased this time, his mind made up to go against Qing.

  He grasped it with a big hand and tore it open with force, ripping the thin sleeping gown to reveal white underwear.

  Her figure is very enchanting.

  Guan Shaoyan's eyes darkened, his breathing grew rapid.

  Guān Shǎo Yuàn's eyes were slightly dazed.

  Qing is calm and rarely cries.

  He had known her for so many years, but it seemed that she only cried on the day he disappeared.

  " Forget about him." Wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye, Guan Shao Yan's eyes flashed with uncertainty: "Follow me, I'll take responsibility for you. I'll marry you, and in the future, there won't be any more troubles."

  The words fell, and a clear, mocking laughter echoed, ridiculing Guan Shaozhu, the notorious playboy.

  Guan Shaoyan regretted saying those words afterwards.

  Suddenly, Nian Qing bit down hard on his hand, and instantly the skin broke and blood splattered, revealing just how much she despised him!

  At the moment when Qing was about to be punished by the official, she knocked over a vase on the bedside table.

  "Bang", porcelain shards scattered all over the floor.

  Nian Qing quickly picked up a large one, cut off Officer Shan's hand with one slash, and then immediately jumped off the bed.

  There's a wound on my hand, it's not deep but it's bleeding.

  "Are you crazy?!" Officer Shaoyan shouted in anger.

  Take a deep breath, choke back tears: "Guan Shaoyan, you never liked me. You're all the same, not truly liking me, so why did you come to bother me in the first place."

  None of them are good people!

  Guanshou Yan noticed that Nian Qing's hand was tightly clenched around the sharp ceramic shard, her blood dripping down onto the carpet, merging with it.

  "Put down what's in your hand!" Officer Shao Yan shouted.

  Qing said it clearly but he didn't listen.

  "I won't touch you anymore, put things down—"

  Just as Guan Shaoyuan's words had barely fallen, the door to the room burst open and in walked Gu Qingheng, dragging a man with him. He turned his hand over and slammed the man to the ground. The man was bent at the waist, coughing nonstop - it was the hotel manager, who had already been beaten until he was bleeding from the head.

  Gu Qingheng's first glance fell on Nian Qing, whose disheveled clothes and bursting anger made his entire being erupt in fury.

  He didn't waste any words, his massive hand with bulging veins tightly clenched into a fist and directly punched the young master's face with a loud thud!

  "Do you know whose place this is?" Gu Qingheng asked expressionlessly, word by word.

  Junlan Hotel is a five-star hotel invested by the Gu family. Officer Shao dares to play here, openly provoking them.

  "Am I breaking the law by opening a house with my own fiancée?" Officer Xiao Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not returning the blow, but instead smiled at Gu Qingheng, sarcastically.

  Gu Qingheng had always wanted it, but another man got it first.

  "You can keep pushing my limits, but you know, you'll end up losing miserably." Gu Qingheng also smiled, shaking off the blood on his hand, no longer paying attention to Guan Shaoye, and walked towards Nian Qing with large strides.

  "Is the seed in your belly yours?!" Officer Shao Yan questioned him.

  Suddenly, Gu Qingheng stopped in his tracks, turned sideways, and looked at Guan Shaoren with a stern and murderous gaze.

  Guan Shaoyan was shocked for an instant.

  Many years ago, he had also seen Gu Qingheng reveal this kind of gaze, on the day when Lu Huaiquan's father jumped off a building to commit suicide.

  In an instant, Gu Qingheng was again calm and composed: "I don't know what you're talking about, but I have to remind you of one thing, Qu Nian is already married."

  Guanshao's tall figure shook, and he sat silently on the bed, furrowing his brow.

  Gu Qingheng didn't look at him anymore, took off his suit jacket and quickly walked towards Nianqing, wrapping the clothes tightly around her body, covering the spring scenery that was exposed on her chest.

  Staring blankly at the man in front of her, tears fell one by one.

  His clothes were very large in size, had a temperature of their own, and also had a smell similar to that of Lu Chuan.

  Gu Qingheng furrowed his brow, raised his hand, and wiped away the tears streaming down Nian Qingliu's face. His other large hand gently stroked her bleeding small hand, letting her slowly loosen her tight grip on the sharp object.

  Her blood flowed into his palm, staining his lifeline red.

  "Am I late again?"

  Deep self-reproach, coming from this man who had been sailing smoothly since birth.

  Ning Qing couldn't hear clearly what Gu Qingheng was saying, but his gentle voice made her even more inclined to cry, as if she would vent out all the grievances she had suffered.

  It was her first time being so weak in front of a man other than Lu Chuan.

  Gu Qingheng's tightly furrowed eyebrows were tinged with heartache as he scooped up Ningqing in his arms and took her away from this place.

  As he was leaving, he threw a warning at Guan Shan who was lost in thought: "Next time, don't appear here again."

  Guan Shaoyan's face was gloomy.

  He is very immature, still immature, taking off his suit, he is a young master, and only a young master, never able to become a mature man.

  In the elevator.

  "Put me down, I can walk by myself." Nian Qing said with a slight choke. Tears had stopped, and she felt embarrassed being held like this by Gu Qingheng.

  She had offended him at noon.

  "You're light, I'm 10 years older than you, but I can still carry you." Gu Qingheng said with a serious face.

  She didn't mean it that way.

  After all, Gu Qingheng was kind enough to help her, and she couldn't say anything else. He wanted to hold her, so let him hold her for a while.

  "Ding---" The elevator doors opened, and we arrived at the first floor.

  Outside, Su Mei holds the staff information of Junlan Hotel and waits.

  She was taken aback when she saw Nian Qing being held in Gu Qingheng's arms.

  Nian Qing saw her and was also slightly stunned, then smiled awkwardly.

  Su Mei turned around and reported to Gu Qingheng with a deep smile: "I checked the information, that person is called Wang Lei, he's the manager of Group 1 here."

  "Fire him." Gu Qingheng said without hesitation, while carrying Nianqing out and continuing to instruct Su Mei: "At the same time, he violated his employment contract, have him pay a breach of contract penalty. Also, spread the word that he is an industrial spy."

  Knitting her brows, she raised her eyes and gazed at Gu Qingheng's profile.

  Nowadays, no matter what industry, companies that have made it big are most afraid of people with a record. Generally, once your reputation is ruined, it's very hard to find a good job again.

  This means to kill mercilessly.

  Is Gu Qingheng doing this because of her?

  "My requirements for employees are very strict." Gu Qinghe replied softly to Nianqing.

  Nian Qing nodded, reminding herself in her heart: whatever you do, don't overthink it.

  Outside, it's windy.

  Gu Qingheng quickly carried Nianqing onto the car and said to Duanwu: "Go to the hospital in the East District."

  Car, start.

  Qing slowly and quietly withdrew from Gu Qingheng's arms, her injured hand touched the soft sofa, slightly painful.

  She frowned and remained silent.

  "Hand, let me see." Gu Qingheng's slender and good-looking hand was stained with her own blood, speckled.

  He hesitated for a moment, then handed it over to him.

  Gu Qingheng gently held it in his palm, his eyes focused on examining the bloody wound on Nian Qing's small hand - her hand was so small, with a horizontal cut, looking particularly hideous, the blood, reflected on her fair skin, dazzling.

  "Does it hurt?" he asked, frowning.

  "It's okay, I'm not that afraid of pain." Nian Qing said with her eyes downcast, not used to showing a weak side.

  Just now, she was momentarily confused and cried in front of Gu Qingheng.

  Not this time, maybe next time.

  Gu Qingheng took out a handkerchief and could only roughly wipe Nian Qing's wound.

  The deeper he looked, the more a kind of energy condensed between his eyebrows, and the more it was carved into his bones - "Next time, when we meet again, remember to cherish yourself, to hurt, but also to make the other person hurt first."

  Nian Qing nodded, acknowledging the lesson.

  The hospital in the eastern district has arrived.

  The car stopped at the gate.

  Gu Qingheng pressed down on Nian Qing's shoulder, not letting her get off the car, and glanced at the white shirt that was exposed on her chest. His gaze was deep: "First button up your clothes."

  Ning Qing suddenly realized that the suit Gu Qingheng had draped over her didn't have its buttons fastened.

  She just moved a few times, her clothes were barely covering her, revealing a white bra strap, and the cleavage was faintly visible.

  Nian Qing pursed her lips and thought to herself: "Why didn't Gu Qingheng remind her earlier?"

  Suddenly, Gu Qingheng leaned forward, his tall and straight body almost blocking out the only light inside the car.

  Nian Qing saw her and stretched out his hand towards her, as if he wanted to help her fasten the buttons himself.

  "I'll come myself!" Nian Qing hurriedly raised her hand to cover up the revealing part of her chest.

  "Don't move." Gu Qinghe's voice stopped her, his large hand grasping her slender wrist, not letting her pull on the wound again. "No need to cover up, I've seen every part of your body."

  Her face, originally pale, gradually flushed with a lovely crimson color, how shy!

  She might as well turn a blind eye to the man in front of her, out of sight, out of mind.

  Gu Qingheng helped Nian Qing button up his clothes and tidy himself up, making sure everything was in order.

  He raised his eyes and saw the pink on Nian Qing's face, and in an instant, his throat tightened.

  "Is it okay?" Ning Qing asked, looking down.

  "Hmm." Gu Qingheng made a sound, wiping away the lingering scenes in his heart.

  Ning Qing was forcibly taken away by Guan Shao, her slippers had already fallen off on the road. Gu Qing Heng insisted on not letting her walk barefoot and gentlemanly picked her up again.

  Orthopedic surgery, inpatient ward.

  The doctor gave Nian Qing a disinfection of the wound and cleaned up the bacteria on it. The cut was quite deep, but after all, it was just an external injury, not serious.

  By her side, the nurse asked Gu Qingheng whether he should leave immediately or let the patient stay in the hospital for observation for a day.

  Gu Qingheng looked at Nian Qing and directly suggested: "Hospitalization."

  Knit one's brows in concentration.

  Actually, this kind of wound doesn't really need hospitalization.

  However, others are kind-hearted, and if she doesn't appreciate it, she will be ungrateful. He has helped her before, and this kindness she remembers.

  Completed hospital admission procedures.

  The nurse brought a set of hospital clothes and let Nian Qing change into them. She was still wearing Gu Qingheng's suit jacket, looking a bit disheveled.

  Ning Qing thought for a moment and said, "Wait until the doctor has finished treating her wound, then she can change." However, Gu Qingheng, who was standing beside them, calmly said, "Take it off."

  The nurse didn't ask for reasons and took off the patient's clothes.

  Everyone here listens to Gu Qingheng. It's not good for Nian Qing to say anything.

  Gu Qingheng took out his mobile phone, pressed it twice, and said to Nianqing: "You wait for me here."

  Nian Qing nodded and watched him leave.

  It was an hour later when the doctor finished bandaging her wound, and the process was painful.

  Ning Qing got out of bed, wanted to go find a nurse, borrow a mobile phone to use, make a call to Yan Zi to report safety, and also let her come over tomorrow afternoon, bring some money and clothes.

  Nian Qing opened the door of the ward and was taken aback.

  Outside the door, Gu Qingheng had just returned from outside, holding several bags of women's clothing brands in his hand.

  Knit her brow clear, give her?

  "Where are you going?" Gu Qingheng asked, his eyes fixed tightly on her, clearly telling her to stay here and wait for him.

  Ning Qing silently withdrew her gaze and smiled. "I want to go out for some fresh air."

  Gu Qing's expression eased slightly. "Go in first."

  Nian Qing walked in, and Gu Qing Heng handed her several bags: "Your clothes, change into them later."

  Qing held her hand over, placed it on the sickbed, as if deep in thought.

  "What you bought is your size, and it fits you well." Gu Qingheng's ambiguous words made Nian Qing choke on her voice.

  Has slept with her once, and is familiar with her figure?

  He eyed the man sitting on the single sofa, his snow-white sleeves irregularly rolled up, his tie nowhere to be seen, and a few drops of blood staining his collar, probably from her accidental touch. His clothes hadn't been changed yet...

  Suddenly, the man who had been lowering his eyelids all along raised his eyelashes and stared at her with a hooked gaze.

  Before Qing could even shift his gaze, he awkwardly said, "Thanks for tonight."

  Gu Qingheng raised an eyebrow: "It's not easy to make you sincerely say a word of thanks."

  Blushing and feeling embarrassed.

  She had thanked Gu Qingheng several times before, but this was the first time she truly felt grateful to him for helping her without holding any grudges.

  Ning Qing took out all the clothes that Gu Qingheng had bought for her, and checked the price tags - even the cheapest set of pajamas cost over 300 yuan because they were a well-known brand.

  She didn't expect it, a noble young master would buy dozens of dollars worth of pajamas. She turned her head and said to Gu Qingheng: "I will write down the price, after I leave the hospital, I will pay you back."

  Gu Qingheng furrowed his brow. "No need, I'll give it to you."

  Ning Qing shook her head. "No way, I don't accept men giving me clothes."

  She insisted on this step.

  She didn't want to owe Gu Qingheng too much, so she had to make sure that any amount that could be calculated clearly was indeed calculated clearly.

  Gu Qingheng's lighter in his hand, "click", closed, stood up and walked towards Nianqing...