Chapter 2068: Rolling Down the Stairs

Are you really going to leave like this now!

Zhuang Xuejun had just reached the bottom of the stairs when Han Luoqi charged at her like a fierce tiger.

Just listening to his footsteps, she could tell how urgently he was moving. What if he bumped into her and hurt the baby in her belly?

Driven by an instinct to protect her child, she quickly moved her feet and jumped to the side.

Then, the rush of Han Luoqi was so strong that he couldn’t stop in time and directly tumbled down the stairs.

He tumbled down...

Thud thud thud thud...

He didn’t stop rolling until he hit the corner of the stairs.

Zhuang Xuejun was shocked by the scene before her, covering her mouth with her hands to stifle the scream about to escape.

She had never seen such a foolish person!

How could someone be so dumb as to dash down the stairs themselves!

Supporting herself with the stair railing, she walked down and squatted beside Han Luoqi, "Are you alright?"

That was really dangerous.

"I’m... I’m fine. Luckily, you dodged... dodged away."

Zhuang Xuejun nodded, "Yeah, thankfully I dodged quickly."

With such force that he couldn’t stop, if she hadn’t moved just now, he would have crashed right into her!

That would have been terrible!

Greatest Best Actor Han wanted to cry without tears. He forgot that as soon as he stepped out, there would be stairs, so he couldn’t control his momentum.

Zhuang Xuejun poked at his hand and leg, "Is anything broken?"

"N-no, nothing’s broken, but I might need to take a few more days off."

Darn, chasing a wife is far too costly!

First, he got beaten by his wife’s best friend, then hit on the head with an ashtray in the morning, and now, even more dramatically, tumbled down the stairs.

Maybe next time he’ll have to jump from a building?

The thought alone is terrifying.

"Are you sure you’re okay?" Zhuang Xuejun still wasn’t convinced, as he couldn’t get up for quite a while, it seemed serious.

"Should I call you an ambulance?"

"No need, my hand’s not broken, my foot’s not broken, my head’s not bleeding, just a bit dizzy. Wife, help me up."

Zhuang Xuejun hesitated for a moment, "I’m not your wife."

"Ohh, it hurts so much, I’ve already suffered internal injuries from the fall, and you’re still nitpicking over a title with me, where’s your conscience!"

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

What does this have to do with conscience?

Fine, since he’s the injured one.

She grabbed Han Luoqi’s arm, not even using much force, but he was already standing.

Zhuang Xuejun, "..."

She was about to ask if he wasn’t seriously injured and couldn’t get up, but before she could speak, Han Luoqi had wrapped his arms around her neck, hanging onto her.

Rather than hanging, it was more like leaning; he just circled her, but his weight wasn’t on her.

Han Luoqi rested his head on her shoulder, rubbing contentedly like a big pet dog, "Wife, you’re so good."

With one in her belly right now, he really didn’t dare let her actually support him.

But a hug was okay.

Zhuang Xuejun, speechless, led him upstairs. She intended to take him to the guest room, but considering the morning’s severe injury, she let him sleep in the master bedroom instead.

"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to call an ambulance."

"Why not call you?" Han Luoqi looked at her with puppy eyes.

Isn’t that how it goes on TV, where the husband gets injured and then at the last moment the wife rushes back, says her last words, and then he can die peacefully?

"Why call me? I’m not a doctor, so you want me to help collect your body?"

Han Luoqi, after holding it in for a long time, managed, "I could call you, and then you could call the ambulance for me."

Zhuang Xuejun took a deep breath, "..."

Someone come take this fool away!