Chapter 147: Chapter 140: Zhan Qipei Becos a Wife-Pampering Maniac
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When Qiao Jing finished speaking, she saw the man furrow his brows, his expression filled with self-recrimination and apology.
Suddenly, the man took her hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed it tenderly.
“I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I swear, I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you a thousandfold, a hundredfold.”
The man spoke with deep affection, his tone sincere, his eyes brimming with the reflection of Qiao Jing, as if he were looking at the entire world.
Qiao Jing had never seen Zhan Qipei like this, her mind went blank to the point that she even overlooked the fact that the man had kissed her hand.
It took a full minute before Qiao Jing snapped out of her daze, withdrew her hand, gave Zhan Qipei a puzzled look, then opened the door and left.
Qiao Jing stood in the courtyard, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds.
If it weren’t for the scenery she was seeing being too vivid, she would definitely suspect she was just dreaming.
After all, even in a dream, she couldn’t possibly imagine the man making such a passionate confession to her.
It didn’t make sense.
It truly didn’t make sense.
Perhaps it’s because she was an expert in researching crops, not an expert in people, so she couldn’t understand?
Lan Yinyin called Fifth Master on the phone, detailing everything that had just happened without leaving out a single detail.
After finishing, Lan Yinyin shakily waited for the response from the other end of the phone.
The mission had failed again, so how would the Fifth Master punish her?
“Interesting, truly interesting…” A voice tinged with a hint of sickness ca from the phone.
Hearing this, Lan Yinyin was confused.
What’s interesting?
Before Lan Yinyin could figure it out, she heard Fifth Master’s voice co through the phone once again.
“This Qiao Jing, who exactly is she? I’m becoming more and more curious.”
Fifth Master was sitting on the sofa, sipping red wine, gazing at the images on the LCD screen.
In the images, Qiao Jing could be seen defeating the elite fighters he had sent.
Upon seeing Qiao Jing bring down all his well-trained experts, he put down his wine glass and clapped his hands.
“Beautiful!”
After speaking, Fifth Master stood up and walked close to the LCD screen, caressing Qiao Jing’s face on the screen.
“It’s been a long ti since I’ve encountered soone this interesting.”
“Long San.” Fifth Master called out.
The person referred to as Long San entered, partially bowed his head, and waited for Fifth Master’s instructions.
“Prepare my private plane, arrange the trip, in a week, I want to go to the capital.”
Qiao Jing… I will et you in person.
“Yes, Fifth Master, I will make the arrangents right away.”
Zhan Qipei’s injuries healed quickly, and after three days, he was almost entirely without major issues.
On the fourth day, Zhan Qipei received a phone call from Su Manhan, saying that Zhan Yuanshan had been discharged from the hospital and there was a celebration for him at the old Zhan Family house, urging them to return early.
Quite a few people ca to the Zhan Family’s old house this ti.
Zhan Yao’s branch of the family ca, as well as Zhan Yuanshan’s second son, Zhan Hui, with his whole family in attendance.
Additionally, Lou Xinrou also shalessly showed up.
“Qipei hasn’t returned yet?” Zhan Yao looked toward the main entrance.
Everyone had arrived except Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing.
“I guess it’s Qiao Jing dawdling, that’s why they’re delayed until now,” Su Manhan said displeased.
Zhan Yao saw Zhan Yuanshan’s face darken, then discreetly elbowed Su Manhan as a hint to watch her words in front of the old man.
Su Manhan pursed her lips.
What’s the matter? Is Qiao Jing so kind of precious darling? Was it not allowed for her, who was currently Qiao Jing’s temporary mother-in-law, to say a few words?
“Fortunately, the divorce is in five days, and I can finally get this big rock off my chest,” she thought.
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She wasn’t allowed to say it, but she insisted on saying.
Zhan Yao furrowed his brows, although he was a man, he simply had no way to deal with his wife.
Zhan Yao turned his head to look at Zhan Yuanshan and, sure enough, the old man’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Why wouldn’t Zhan Yuanshan’s face be dark? He had not easily brought together this happy event and was looking forward to Qiao Jing becoming a mber of his family after 100 days.
Yet with the date almost upon them, there had not been any further progress between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei.
It was maddening!
As opposed to Zhan Yuanshan’s headache, Zhan Ruiting was overjoyed.
In this period, he had been keen to pursue Qiao Jing, but after all, she was his cousin’s wife in na. Pursuing her too boldly would make it difficult for his cousin to save face.
So he had to restrain himself.
Five days! Just five more days and he could boldly pursue her without restraint.
“This is great!”
Zhan Nanqing, like Zhan Yuanshan, was also terribly vexed.
Of course, she wasn’t vexed by the impending divorce between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei. It was the pot of potatoes on the balcony that was troubling her.
How should she write the research report?
While everyone was preoccupied with their thoughts, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei arrived.
“You’re here, Jing Girl, I’ve been waiting for you,” Zhan Yuanshan said as he went forward, leaning on his walking stick.
“There was a traffic accident on the way and a jam, which delayed us for a while,” Qiao Jing explained as she took Zhan Yuanshan’s pulse upon reaching his side.
Seeing Qiao Jing so concerned about him made Zhan Yuanshan gleeful, his mouth grinning so wide he couldn’t close it.
“There doesn’t seem to be anything seriously wrong for now, but it’s best to continue with the maintenance.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Zhan Yuanshan replied with the tone one uses with beloved children.
Zhan Yuanshan’s deanor made everyone present feel sour.
This was especially true for Zhan Yuanshan’s two sons, who had never seen their father treat them the way he treated Qiao Jing.
In their eyes, Zhan Yuanshan was a strict father, with high expectations, and their upbringing was akin to training soldiers.
“Grandfather, when are we going to eat? I’m starving,” Zhan Nanqing complained.
“Eat, eat, eat, that’s all you ever think about. Look at you, you’re getting so fat,” Zhan Yuanshan said irritably, glancing at Zhan Nanqing before turning his attention back to Qiao Jing, his face instantly changing like a perforr in a Beijing opera.
“Jing Girl, you must be starving. Let’s start the al.”
Zhan Nanqing pulled a face in disbelief.
She knew Zhan Yuanshan was partial, but even favoritism should have its limits, right?
The family gathered around the dining table.
Zhan Yuanshan gave Qiao Jing a shrimp, “Here, try this and see if it’s tasty?”
Qiao Jing was about to reach for it when a pair of chopsticks darted into her bowl and took the shrimp away.
All eyes were on this scene.
The one who had taken the shrimp was none other than Zhan Qipei.
Zhan Yuanshan beca angry, “You little rascal, I was giving the shrimp to Jing Girl, what are you snatching for? There’s more in the plate, can’t you—”
Zhan Yuanshan had not finished yelling when he saw Zhan Qipei put the peeled shrimp in Qiao Jing’s bowl.
“Eat.”
Silence.
The entire dining room fell so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone stared at the shrimp in Qiao Jing’s bowl, questioning the world, questioning life itself.
Not just the bystanders were dumbfounded, even Qiao Jing felt sowhat bewildered.
Although Zhan Qipei’s attitude towards her had changed dramatically over the past few days, this was the first ti he had peeled shrimp for her in front of so many people.
“Qipei, what are you doing?” Su Manhan asked after regaining composure.
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