Chapter 206: Chapter 199: The Retribution of Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei
“She and I are destined to be together,”
Hearing this answer, the rapidly changing expressions on Zhan Nanqing’s face were simply indescribable.
If she had to describe it, it was like the discomfort of overeating.
“Actually, the person who saved wasn’t Lan Yinyin,” Zhan Qipei slowly explained.
“Hmm?” Zhan Nanqing was stunned for a mont. “Not Lan Yinyin? What do you an?”
“Lan Yinyin approached with ulterior motives, she’s very likely to be connected to the person who tried to assassinate a while ago…”
The more Zhan Qipei spoke, the more shocked Zhan Nanqing beca.
She really hadn’t expected such a huge conspiracy behind Lan Yinyin and couldn’t help feeling scared afterwards.
“Brother, when did you find out that Lan Yinyin wasn’t the one who saved you?”
“When she appeared?”
“Ah?” Zhan Nanqing opened her mouth in surprise, “You knew from the beginning? Then why, why didn’t you expose her? Keeping her by your side, you—oh!”
Zhan Nanqing stopped mid-sentence, suddenly guessing Zhan Qipei’s intention.
“Are you trying to bide your ti and catch the big fish?”
“Mhm.”
“But how did you know she wasn’t the one who saved you at that ti?”
Zhan Nanqing clearly rembered that Zhan Qipei said the person who saved him had superb dical skills and was also highly skilled in combat, and there were few people who could et such criteria.
Lan Yinyin fitted these criteria and even gave a rough account of the incident back then, so how did her brother figure out that Lan Yinyin wasn’t the one who saved him?
“Because the one who saved was Qiao Jing,” Zhan Qipei said, looking at the image of Qiao Jing on the computer desktop, his mouth curving into a smile and his eyes revealing an undeniable affection.
Zhan Nanqing’s eyes instantly widened in astonishnt.
So that was the reason!
At the sa ti, Zhan Nanqing finally understood sothing—no wonder her brother had fallen for Qiao Jing. It turned out to be an act of gratitude for saving his life.
Zhan Nanqing lifted her hand and patted her own head.
“How did I not guess this before?”
Qiao Jing was incredibly skilled; it wasn’t the first or second ti she had seen Qiao Jing in action. It was simply aweso.
And Qiao Jing’s dical skills, the unparalleled Divine Doctor Jing…
“Beep—”
Zhan Nanqing received another ssage from Su Manhan tagging her.
“Nanqing, what are you up to? Why haven’t you popped up? I’m asking you, what are Qiao Jing’s weaknesses and flaws?”
Zhan Nanqing’s thoughts ca back, and she typed a ssage without hesitation and sent it.
“Qiao Jing’s weakness is that she is too strong, there are not many n who can hold their own against her.”
???
Upon seeing this ssage, both Su Manhan and Lou Xinrou were ntally stuck, unable to react at all.
What does that an?
The workday was over.
Today Zhan Qipei was held up with work and couldn’t co to pick up Qiao Jing.
“Where are you going? I’ll drive you ho,” Zhan Nanqing said to Qiao Jing, who was ready to call a taxi.
“No need, I’m planning to visit the welfare institution.”
Lin Xiuxiang and Tang Yan had just set a date for their marriage, and she wanted to go help with the preparations.
“Oh, then do you want to take you there?” Zhan Nanqing asked again.
Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Nanqing with curiosity, sizing her up from head to toe.
Zhan Nanqing felt goosebumps all over from Qiao Jing’s intense gaze.
“What are you doing, why are you looking at like that?”
Qiao Jing smiled slightly, “Are you being so nice to now?”
She’s being nice to Qiao Jing now?!
The words made Zhan Nanqing feel incredibly uncomfortable, and the back of her ears even started to redden.
“Who, who’s being nice to you? Don’t flatter yourself! I’m not!”
After speaking, Zhan Nanqing pulled open the car door, got in, stepped on the gas pedal, and vanished in a cloud of smoke.
Qiao Jing chuckled and shook her head, continuing to wait for a taxi by the side of the road.
It might have been rush hour because Qiao Jing had been waiting for over ten minutes without a car in sight.
“Looks like I should take so ti to learn how to use ride-hailing apps from Xiangxiang.”
Qiao Jing had hardly ever interacted with ride-hailing apps or gas; people’s energy is limited, and she believed her abilities were limited too, capable only of engaging in scientific research, casually reading dical books, and, when tired or needing a break, going for a drive to relax.
As for the myriad of apps available on phones, she was neither willing nor had the energy to fiddle with them.
Qiao Jing waited another five or six minutes, but still couldn’t catch a taxi.
“Never mind, it’s just a forty-minute walk away, quite close actually. I’ll treat it as exercise.”
No sooner had Qiao Jing set off than the car parked by the roadside began to move slowly.
In the leading car, Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei kept their eyes fixed on Qiao Jing’s retreating figure.
“She’s alone now. The mont we get the chance, have them subdue her. She dared to hit ; I want to let her know the consequences of laying her hands on !” Zhan Nan touched his face, which wasn’t hurting anymore after several days, but the sense of humiliation was still there.
“Brother, what if we really do ‘it’ to her and she goes and tells Big Brother Zhan what happened?” Zhan Bei worriedly said.
“Scared of what? Just blindfold her eyes, force her to swallow a couple of bottles of dicine. When she’s lost in a drunken stupor and burning with desire, unconscious, are you still afraid she’ll figure out it was us?”
“You’ve thought this through.”
Zhan Nan watched Qiao Jing’s silhouette with an expression of determined conquest.
To take a shortcut, Qiao Jing walked through quiet alleys and backstreets.
“Now’s the chance! Send them in! Be quick about it, throw a bag over her head, and bring her to the car.”
“Okay.”
As Qiao Jing walked, she suddenly felt soone approaching from behind, and not just one person.
Qiao Jing imdiately stopped and turned around to look.
“Ahh—” A scream followed.
The three strangers following her were all taken down by Wu Xirui.
“You?”
“Quite a coincidence. I just happened to be driving by and saw them tailing you, so I conveniently took care of them all,” Wu Xirui said while taking a handkerchief from his pocket and ticulously wiping it.
Seeing Wu Xirui like this, Qiao Jing thought of Zhan Qipei.
Both n were not just handso; they shared the sa fastidiousness.
Huh?
Qiao Jing stared intently at Wu Xirui. Although Wu Xirui was mixed-race and his hair color was different from that of a typical Asian, his eyes seed sowhat similar to Zhan Qipei’s.
Wu Xirui looked up and caught Qiao Jing staring at him.
“What’s the matter? Is there dirt on my face? Or — are you seduced by my good looks?” Wu Xirui asked with a smile.
Qiao Jing indifferently withdrew her gaze and looked at the three n lying on the ground, saying to Wu Xirui, “Thank you.”
“Don’t ntion it, you’re going to treat my illness, and I stepped in to save you, consider it quid pro quo,” Wu Xirui said, his eyes then falling on the top of Qiao Jing’s head.
“Hmm?” Qiao Jing noticed Wu Xirui’s line of sight.
Why was he looking at her head? Did she have sothing on her head?
“Don’t move.” Wu Xirui said, raising his hand to pick a petal that had landed on Qiao Jing’s head.
“Click—” With the sound, Zhan Nan snapped a photo and sent it to Zhan Qipei.
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