My love-brained brothers spoil me to the skies

Chapter 227 Why Not Be My Lover?

In a blink of an eye, it was already December in Outlet, and the weather was getting colder and colder. The cold wind blew from all directions, making Nangong Jin's teeth chatter.

"Oh my god, the temperature dropped suddenly. I guess I need to go out and buy clothes after dinner."

Nangong Jin gathered his clothes, quickly opened the door and went into the house, "Seventeen, I'm back!"

"Miss, come, drink some soup to warm your body."

Nangong Jin held the bowl and began to drink from it in small sips. His body, which had been extremely cold just now, instantly felt warm.

She simply curled up on the sofa and wanted to take a nap, but her attention was attracted by the shopping bags of various sizes on the floor.

"Seventeen, what are these?"

She walked forward curiously, picked up a bag and started looking through it.

"Hmm? Clothes?"

At this time, Seventeen came out of the kitchen, "Miss, those are your winter clothes, yes, yes...I bought them specially."

Nangong Jin's mind was on the clothes in the shopping bag, and he didn't notice anything unusual about the other party.

"Wow, it's beautiful, but this is too much. Coat, sweater, warm clothes, seventeen. How much is it? I'll get it for you."

"No, thanks. It didn't cost much. I'll go get the food."

Nangong Jin folded the clothes one by one, and her thoughts drifted to a moment in the past. At that time, He Zichen made fun of her for not having money to buy clothes, and foolishly gave her his card. What a stupid person he was.

She just sat on the ground holding her clothes.

"Miss, it's time to eat."

Nangong Jin stood up with a listless look on his face, "I, don't want to eat anymore, Seventeen, you eat slowly."

After saying that, he went upstairs alone, leaving Seventeen anxiously.

"Oh my God, what happened to the young lady? Is it that she doesn't like the clothes, or is there something wrong?"

He paced around the living room anxiously, and finally decided to call to report the situation, "Boss, it's me. The clothes have been delivered, but... the lady doesn't look happy. What do you say we should do?"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but Seventeen kept nodding, "Got it, I will take good care of the young lady."

Nangong Jin was curled up in the corner of the bedroom. The room was dark and silent. Suddenly, a cell phone rang.

Nangong Jin fumbled in the darkness for a while, and the moment she saw the number on the screen, she became alive, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she pressed the answer button.

Until the moment she hung up the phone, she felt like she was dreaming. She quickly stood up, stumbled to the dressing table, took out her seldom-used makeup, and began to apply it carefully, little by little, until she looked delicate and attractive in the mirror. Then she changed her clothes, ran downstairs, and stood at the door looking out.

After a while, a black car slowly stopped in front of Nangong Jin.

When the car door opened, she first saw the long, slender legs wearing polished leather shoes and fitted trousers, and then the face she had been dreaming about day and night.

Nangong Jin's eyes became warm and his vision suddenly became blurry. He was still as handsome as ever, but his face was a little pale and he was still thin.

Nangong Jin clenched her fists tightly, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat. She opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't say a word.

The two people just looked at each other, as if they had a thousand words to say to each other, but it was as if there was a chasm between them that they couldn't cross.

In the end, He Zichen took the lead and walked forward, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see."

He Zichen stared at her for a few seconds and said, "I came to you this time because I want to get back my mother's relic, the ring, which I gave to you for safekeeping."

His words were like arrow feathers, piercing through all of Nangong Jin's expectations and hopes, leaving her with no thoughts at all.

Nangong Jin lowered her eyes. Yes, she returned everything to him, but only kept the ring. She thought she could keep the only memory of the two of them, but it was too wishful thinking after all.

"I...I'll ask Seventeen to send it to you tomorrow."

She tried her best to hide her feelings, but tears still flowed down her face. She quickly turned her back and wiped them away with her hands.

"Nothing, then, I'll just..."

Suddenly, a pair of big hands tightly embraced her waist from behind. Her nose was filled with the scent of the other person, and a warm breath slowly blew into her ears.

"Nangong Jin, are you so reluctant to let me go? Hmm?"

His words made Nangong Jin's body stiffen, and he didn't answer.

"Actually, I still miss you a little bit. How about you be my lover?"

Nangong Jin's hands were tightly grasping her coat, her eyes full of pain, "He Zichen, you know exactly what I want, why do you still want to humiliate me like this and tarnish our past relationship?"

She sobbed sadly, and her body trembled continuously due to the emotional excitement.

"What? You are still pushing your luck. To me, you are just a chess piece, dispensable. I am only pitying you now..."

"Snapped!!!"

He Zichen felt the burning pain on his face. This was the first time Nangong Jin hit him. The girl in front of him bit her lips tightly, tears dripping from her eyes, her eyes filled with resentment.

His heart began to ache again, different from before. He knew that this time he would lose her forever. It’s right to hate me. Only if you hate me can you move forward. Nangong Jin…

A drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky. The weather was already cold, and the rain falling on my body and face made me feel even colder.

"He Zichen, please go away. I don't want to see you again!"

Nangong Jin's voice was unusually sharp, mixed with indifference. The rain blurred He Zichen's eyes. He suddenly felt that it was really great to have rain at this time, because he didn't know whether the water on his face was tears or rain...

Nangong Jin looked at the other person's back as he turned and walked away, and finally couldn't hold back and squatted on the ground and burst into tears. This scene seemed familiar, but there would be no one to comfort her anymore.

He Zichen quickly returned to the car, holding his chest and gasping in pain.

"Boss, your face... Take off your coat quickly, your body cannot get sick, or you will not be able to bear it..."

Eleven felt very uncomfortable when he saw He Zichen's distraught look.

“Call Seventeen and ask him to bring Nangong Jin in and take good care of her. Don’t let her get sick, cough cough cough…!”

He frowned and said, "Call Qi Qin and ask him to come see me tomorrow!"

"Got it, President."

The next day, Qi Qin came to the Lin family inexplicably and sat at the desk looking at the man in front of him.

"Why did you come to me all of a sudden? Is Qi Xue upset again?" He stared at He Zichen for a long time, "Are you sick? Why are you so pale?"

"I'm fine, but you," he glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "Don't you like Nangong Jin? Why didn't I see you do anything?"

Qi Qin looked at him strangely, "He Zichen, it feels weird that you're urging me to chase your ex-girlfriend like this. Besides, it's not like I haven't taken action. I sent her flowers."

Unexpectedly, He Zichen sneered a few times, "Huh, others send flowers, and you also send flowers. Others are going out on dates with Nangong Jin, but you are still enjoying yourself. It seems that I misjudged you."

"..."

"Or is it that the last condition is not enough? Then how about I give you another 5% of Hairun's shares?"

"..."

He Zichen felt a headache when he saw Qi Qin's behavior. It seemed better for him to ask King to come.

"Don't worry, I don't care whether Nangong Jin loves me or not, but I can still guarantee her safety. He Zichen, my love is not that narrow. I'm leaving!"

After hearing this, He Zichen suddenly smiled happily. He touched the ring with tenderness in his eyes.