I Married The Male Protagonists Rival: chapter 1

  Chapter 1 She wore a book!   The rain was pouring down.   Qiao Rong opened her eyes, only to feel exploding pain in her head. Her wet hair hung down on her forehead, and the rain drops slid down her hair, cold and translucent.   Besides the rain, there was also a stream of warm liquid.   Plop -   The liquid splashed onto the ground, splashing like a small red flower.    blood ?   Qiao Rong wondered vaguely, was she about to die?   When she was crossing the road just now, she was hit by a car that ran a red light and flew away.   Woo hoo, she is only 22 years old this year and has just graduated from college. Her beautiful life has just begun. She doesn’t want to die…   Is there anyone who can save her?   Suddenly, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.   Qiao Rong subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold the foot: "Help me."   But before her hand could hold the foot, the owner of the shoe took two steps back, as if he was afraid that she would dirty him.   Soon, she heard the man smile and say, "Is that you?"   Someone who knew her?   Although she didn't know who it was, it would be great if he could save her.   "I'm about to die, please call the emergency number for me."   As soon as Qiao Rong finished speaking, she heard a slight sneer from above her head, which seemed to be a bit of disdainful ridicule.   Qiao Rong just felt strange, and the man said to her, "I don't have a mobile phone."  Qiao Rong thought she had just heard wrong.   She was in pain all over her body now, and she didn't have the strength to hold the phone, so she said to him: "My phone is in my pocket, please help me take it out."   Every word she said touched the wounds on her face, and she felt a sense of excessive pain.   She must have been seriously injured.   After the man heard what she said, he knelt down and helped her up.   Hiss -   Qiao Rong was lifted up by the man  roughly, it hurt so much that she burst into tears.   Doesn't he know that she is injured? What should she do if the wound get worse?   But when she saw the appearance of the man in front of her, she was shocked.   No, it should be said that this is just a teenager.   Even though he looks small, he looks amazing. This is a flawless face, with deep eyes, delicate features, handsome and pure.   At this moment, his pair of light-colored phoenix eyes were staring at her, with a smile hanging on his thin scarlet lips.   It seemed warm, but Qiao Rong still caught the cold light hidden in his eyes.   Did she offend him? But she doesn't know him at all!   The young man's eyes wandered over her face.    He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, touched Qiao Rong's wound, and said with a chuckle: "Classmate Qiao Rong, the injury is not serious."   As soon as he touched the wound, Qiao Rong screamed in pain.   It hurts!   This person must have pressed it so hard on purpose.  The curve of his lips became wider, and his eyes even reflected the luster of excitement.   But the tone was still gentle: "I'm sorry, I hurt you."   So pure and innocent.   Qiao Rong knew that this person must have done it on purpose! Wow, she was so injured, and she also met a pervert!   Fu Beijun saw that Qiao Rong was breathing rapidly and her face was getting paler, so he slowly dialed 120 for her.   Then, he let go and let Qiao Rong fall softly to the ground.   She fell again on the cold cement floor, injuring Qiao Rong even more. The pain was so painful that she fainted and passed out.   Before she fell into coma, a young man's voice could be heard vaguely in her ears: "Classmate Qiao Rong, I'm sorry, I forgot that wounded people cannot move around casually."   Qiao Rong: "..."   She could no longer refute.   The rain was still falling, making small splashes on the ground. The blood on the ground was gradually cleaned up.   Fu Beijun looked at the girl lying on the ground like a corpse with cold eyes, and the last smile on his lips disappeared.   She was lying on the ground now, really like a dead dog.   It's pretty damn good   However, it’s better to keep her and torture slowly in the future.   Fu Beijun dropped her cell phone on the ground.   Bang -   the phone fell to the ground and fell apart.   Fu Beijun wiped his hands with a tissue, then left holding an umbrella.   After a while, the ambulance arrived and saw Qiao Rong lying on the ground, and quickly took her to the hospital for treatment.   ...   Qiao Rong had a dream about a girl. She was only sixteen years old and had just entered the first year of high school. She was spoiled by her family and became lawless.    This person looks so familiar.   Wait, isn't this a cannon fodder character in a novel she read before?   But now why does she feel that this person is her?   When she opened her eyes, the people next to her immediately pounced on her.   "Rongrong, it's great that you woke up. Do you know that you scared mom to death?"   The woman hugged Qiao Rong's neck, almost making her breathless.   Mother? Qiao Rong's parents passed away when she was very young, and she has been living in her uncle's house.   "Rongrong, tell me, who hurt you?  brother will definitely break his legs!"   Brother? She is obviously an only child.   Qiao Rong was stunned for two seconds and finally remembered the dream she had.   Could it be!   She really became that character in the book? !   Another mature male voice sounded next to her: "Yes, Rongrong, who beat you like this? Dad must kill them!"   Qiao Rong flapped her thick eyelashes and looked at the people in front of her at a loss.   The woman holding her was wearing a purple velvet dress, a pearl necklace hanging around her neck, and emerald earrings that were particularly shining.   Isn't this the Mrs. Qiao,  Guo Zhenbao in the novel who loves exaggerated looks?   The boy in front of her, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, had a messy haircut and looked like a particularly delinquent boy. Isn't he Qiao Sihan?   As for the man with a sinister face and fierce eyes, he was Qiao Zhenxiong, the head of the Qiao family.   Oh my god, please don’t make it true!   Qiao Rong prayed hard.   But the painful wounds on her body told her that this was not a dream.      (End of this chapter)