Chapter 430: First Time Going to Little Sister’s House

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

A gash was smashed open on Nan Kang’s head by Nan Jin, and sticky blood flowed out of the wound, staining his angry eyes red. This scene, coupled with the gloomy environment, looked especially terrifying.

The blood was like a catalyst, immediately stimulating the situation.

Nan Kang rushed over crazily and fought with Nan Jin.

His wails and curses were crushed by the wind and blew past Murong Qiao’s ears, making her forcefully calm down. She hurriedly pressed the number for the police.

“h.e.l.lo, there’s—” Murong Qiao spoke quickly.

After the police confirmed the address, they quickly rushed over, and the crazy

Nan Kang was escorted into the police car.

“Nan Qiao! You’re a f*cking ingrate! With that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Nan Jin—”

Even at this point, Nan Kang didn’t forget to scold her.

The police brought Nan Kang into the police car without changing their expressions. However, they still frowned when they heard his vulgar scolding, and they felt disgusted with Nan Kang.

When the police arrived just now, Nan Kang had shouted that he wanted to kill Murong Qiao with a knife. The situation was obvious at a glance. Coupled with Murong Qiao’s simple statement, they decisively brought Nan Kang back to the police station first.

Another female police officer was standing on Murong Qiao and Nan Jin’s side to deal with the aftermath.

“I’m afraid we need the two of you to make a trip to the station to record a statement. This matter is of a bad nature…” The female police officer explained the rules.

She brought a notebook and briefly recorded the case. At the same time, she took a few more glances at the beautiful girl in front of her. Murong Qiao’s appearance was eye-catching, and it was inevitable that she would notice her and even guess if there was a story behind it.

Nan Jin was in a fit of anger, wondering how Nan Kang dared to do such a thing.

After hearing the female police officer’s words, Nan Jin immediately wanted to take a step forward and agree to leave a statement. He had to settle this matter as soon as possible. It was best to let that b.a.s.t.a.r.d stay inside in the future so that he wouldn’t come out again to cause a scene.

However, Murong Qiao grabbed him and took a step forward.

“Alright, we’ll cooperate with the investigation as soon as possible, but I m more worried about our injuries now,” Murong Qiao explained.

The two of them were victims, and what Murong Qiao said made sense. The female police officer nodded and recorded their statements briefly before leaving with the police car.

‘■Your hand…” After watching the police car leave, Murong Qiao turned to look

at him.

Nan Jin unnaturally hid his injured left hand behind his back and smiled foolishly, trying to lighten the situation in front of his Little Sister.

“It’s nothing. It’s just a fruit knife.” Nan Jin comforted her. “Why don’t we go to

the police station first?”

Of course, he was lying to her. Nan Jin’s left hand, which was behind his back, twitched in pain. Even if it was a fruit knife, the cut on the flesh contained Nan Kang’s full strength.

If not for his Little Sister’s presence, Nan Jin would be grimacing in pain now.

Murong Qiao didn’t believe him. Her beautiful eyes stared fixedly at Nan Jin. Looking at his pale face and forced smile, she lowered her eyes and fixed her gaze on the hand that she couldn t see.

She suddenly sighed. “Follow me.”

After Murong Qiao finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the other side. Nan Jin reacted and hurriedly followed.

The alley was already very close to her house. Murong Qiao only took a few steps before arriving downstairs.

Beep.

Murong Qiao swiped the door card and opened the door. Then, after taking two steps in, she realized that the person behind her didn’t follow her, so she turned around.

Nan Jin stood outside the door and looked at her in a daze, as if he planned to watch her go home.

Murong Qiao frowned. “Why aren’t you following?

After she finished speaking, she looked at Nan Jin, who had yet to react, and simply took a few steps back to pull him in.

It was not until he sat on the soft and comfortable sofa and looked at the bright and warm decoration in front of him that Nan Jin woke up like he was in a dream. His long reflective eyelashes rippled.

“I—” He got up in panic.

Nan Jin subconsciously wanted to run out, but as soon as he stood up, Murong Qiao pressed his shoulder and forced him to sit back down.

“Sit down obediently. I’ll go get the first aid kit,” Murong Qiao instructed.

After all, he was injured because of her. Murong Qiao couldn’t care less about their relationship now. The most important thing was to bring him home to treat his injuries.

“…Alright,” Nan Jin said softly after hesitating for a while.

He sat on the sofa and watched as his Little Sister turned around and went to the room inside after hearing his agreement.

However, Nan Jin felt uncomfortable here. He looked at the clothes around him and felt that he was not suitable to appear here.

It wasn’t that he didn’t fantasize about visiting his Little Sister one day and sitting in her house. He even imagined that their relationship could return to that of biological siblings…

However, it was definitely not in his current image.

He was covered in dirt, and the dust and blood from the fight had stained his shirt, making him look gray. The sticky blood in his hands also made Nan Jin feel that he was dirtying her house.

He was both happy and conflicted. He couldn’t help but feel happy that Murong Qiao let him sit here, but he struggled to leave.

“Nan Jin?” Someone called out from inside.

It had been a long time since she last used the first aid kit. Murong Qiao had searched for a long time, but she was afraid that he would leave, so she called out to check.

This time, Nan Jin replied very quickly, “I’m here.”

He lowered his head and his gaze landed on the carpet under his feet.

There was a cute little lamb pattern on it. The design was so cute that it made one feel soft. The color was pure white, making Nan Jin shrink his feet.

Murong Qiao finally returned with the first aid kit. She sat beside Nan Jin and looked for bandages, alcohol wipe, and so on. Then, she stretched out her hand to him.

“Hand,” Murong Qiao said concisely.

It was unrealistic to let Nan Jin handle it himself. Moreover, Murong Qiao thought that she still had a conscience.

“…I’ll handle it myself,” Nan Jin said.

Nan Jin didn’t even need to look to know that the wound was scary. He immediately wanted to do it himself, but when he met his Little Sister’s suspicious gaze, he stopped.

Murong Qiao looked at him with a faint smile. “Are you the same as Nan Kang? Do you think that I’m an ingrate too?”

Her question caught Nan Jin off guard. He panicked and immediately wanted to explain, but when he moved, Murong Qiao took the opportunity to hold his wrist and pull out his injured left hand.

“Don’t move,” Murong Qiao said in a low voice.

Her attention landed on Nan Jin’s left hand, and her brows furrowed tightly at this moment, like a natural chasm between her eyebrows. She didn’t expect the wound to be so much more serious than she thought.

The wound on his palm was like a gaping tiger’s mouth, and his flesh was mangled. It was a tragic sight.

Red-brown blood covered her entire palm. Other than the wound, which was so dry that the lines on his palm could be seen clearly, Nan Jin’s left hand was still twitching uncontrollably when he was held by Murong Qiao.

His skin and flesh were so lacerated that Murong Qiao felt pain just by looking at them. However, the only good news was that his bones were not injured.

■■I’ll wipe it clean first. Let me know if it hurts especially,” Murong Qiao said in a low voice.

She picked up a wet towel and wiped Nan Jin’s hands. Her movements were so gentle that Nan Jin suddenly felt as if a feather was tickling his palm.

Nan Jin naturally refused to say anything. In fact, he was already extremely happy just watching his Little Sister treat his wound.

In the end, it was only when Murong Qiao took the initiative to ask him if it hurt that Nan Jin spoke.

“It’s fine. It hurts quite a lot on its own. On the other hand, I didn’t feel anything when you wiped it. I won’t die.” Nan Jin shook his head. Moreover, when he went to the hospital last time, he was in so much pain that he fainted. Compared to the pain at that time, this was nothing.

Seeing this, Murong Qiao didn’t ask further.

She was not an actress or a director, so she couldn’t tell if Nan Jin was acting or telling the truth. All she could do was be more careful and speed up the

process..