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Chapter 239 He’s Not My Husband

Chapter 239: Chapter 239 He’s Not My Husband

When Qin Tian fell, Murong Fei felt that something bad was about to happen.

Her hand was holding on to Qin Tian, and the force with which he fell made it impossible for her to control her own body, forcing her to fall down with him!

Poor Qin Tian instantaneously became Murong Fei’s human cushion.

"You’re pressing down on me so hard I can hardly breathe... Move over, move over..." the squished Qin Tian under her was on the verge of tears.

"You!"

Hearing Qin Tian’s words, Murong Fei’s anger was uncontrollable. She glared at Qin Tian and furiously said, "Get out of the way!"

Qin Tian felt like crying, "Boss Fei, you’re the one on top of me, how can I get out of the way..."

Only then did Murong Fei realize what was happening, the distinct masculine scent from Qin Tian’s body causing her cheeks to heat up.

She propped herself up on her hands against the floor, keeping a distance from Qin Tian’s chest, preparing to stand up.

But perhaps it was because she was flustered or for some other reason that just as Murong Fei was about to stand, her body suddenly swayed and she fell down heavily again!

"Ouch!"

The Qin Tian beneath her let out a scream like that of a pig being slaughtered.

This time, he was truly hurt...

"Qin Tian, are you alright?"

Seeing Qin Tian’s tragic scream, Murong Fei also realized that her unexpected fall must have inflicted unbearable pain on Qin Tian, so her tone became much more concerned.

"You let me try being pressed down twice and see if it hurts or not..."

Qin Tian, on the verge of tears, grimaced, "Please just get up. I’m begging you."

"Oh."

Murong Fei finally realized she was still on top of Qin Tian, so this time she got up very cautiously.

As soon as Murong Fei got to her feet, Qin Tian immediately rolled dramatically on the ground, dodging the area Murong Fei had been covering.

"What are you doing?" Murong Fei was speechless.

"I’m afraid you’ll fall again. If it happens once more, I’ll really be pressed into a meat pancake."

Qin Tian sat on the ground, panting, his face still grimacing in pain.

"Are you okay? Where are you hurt?" Murong Fei asked with concern.

After all, she still had to take Qin Tian to the evening party that night. If Qin Tian was injured, wouldn’t all the dance lessons today have been in vain?

"Your knee knocked into my back...hiss."

Feeling the sharp pain, Qin Tian frowned at Murong Fei, "Murong Fei, you really didn’t go easy on me!"

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

Although Murong Fei felt guilty, she bristled at Qin Tian’s accusation. Her eyes shone as she stared at him with all seriousness, "I didn’t do it on purpose, just now... I lost my balance!"

But after Murong Fei finished speaking and saw that Qin Tian said nothing, she worried that she had really hurt him, "Then, should I take you to the hospital for a check-up?"

"No need, your knee... can’t cause a fatal injury, just need to recover some Primordial Energy."

"Disgusting!"

Upon hearing Qin Tian’s words, Murong Fei was at a loss for words.

Therefore, Murong Fei turned off the sound system and also sat down to rest, saying, "Let’s take a break for a while, and then continue later."

During the break, Murong Fei sat on a bench, while Qin Tian sat unrestrainedly on the ground nearby. From time to time, their gazes met, and each time Murong Fei would glare fiercely at Qin Tian, as if to warn him about something.

About ten minutes or so passed, and Murong Fei stood up, "Alright. Let’s continue."

With the music from the sound system back on, under Murong Fei’s guidance, Qin Tian continued to cooperate with her, and the two of them started to waltz shakily in the dance studio.

It wasn’t just the morning practice; in the afternoon, Qin Tian was forcibly dragged by Murong Fei to continue practicing.

It wasn’t until about three-thirty in the afternoon, when Qin Tian had practiced all the movements proficiently, that Murong Fei finally let him go.

"Alright, it’s about time. Let’s call it a day."

Qin Tian finally heard the sentence he had been painstakingly waiting for. However, just as he had changed his clothes and came out of the changing room, he saw Murong Fei, who had quickly finished changing, holding a bag and saying to him, "Seeing how cooperative you’ve been today and that you will help tonight, as a reward, I’ll buy you a set of clothes."

Qin Tian curled his lips and said, "This isn’t a reward, it’s because you’re afraid I’ll embarrass you tonight."

With a piercing remark, Murong Fei snorted at Qin Tian and smiled, "Hmm, that’s exactly what I’m thinking. So what about it? Do you want this suit or not?"

"Refuse free clothes? Do you think I’m dumb? Of course, I want it." Qin Tian readily agreed.

Seeing this, Murong Fei pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

Driving the car, Murong Fei took Qin Tian to East Mall.

From the third to the seventh floor of East Mall, there are specialty counters selling various clothing and cosmetics, mostly luxury brands.

"Wow, boss, you’re ready to splurge this time..."

Coming to such a high-end place, Qin Tian was overjoyed and said to Murong Fei with a smile.

"Don’t act smart after getting a bargain." Murong Fei gave Qin Tian a blank look.

The two browsed the fourth floor, with Murong Fei taking Qin Tian shopping, helping him pick clothes. They could be described as a handsome man and a beautiful woman, attracting the gaze of many as they moved through the mall.

Especially Murong Fei, even without makeup, she still maintained a goddess-like demeanor, eliciting admiration from many passersby who even wondered if she was a female celebrity.

"This set won’t do, the color is ugly."

"This one won’t work, I don’t like the sleeves."

"This set isn’t nice, especially the collar..."

Murong Fei took Qin Tian through a round of trying on clothes, and after visiting over a dozen boutiques, she rejected them all, leaving Qin Tian utterly embarrassed.

When buying things, Qin Tian was typically straightforward and decisive, rarely trying on more than three times before making a purchase and leaving.

But being with Murong Fei, he had practically become a clothing model, having almost tried on all the clothes on four floors without finding anything suitable.

"Hmm, this set looks somewhat decent."

Finally, at a Chanel boutique, Murong Fei expressed a barely satisfied look at a black evening suit that Qin Tian had just tried on.

"Miss, you have a great eye for detail. Whether it’s the size or the combination, this suit looks wonderful on your husband. It really complements your temperament..." the female sales associate said, nodding in agreement with Murong Fei’s opinion.

"He’s not my husband."

Murong Fei glanced at Qin Tian and immediately retorted, her face reddening slightly.