Chapter 261: Chapter 251: Qiao ngtong to Beco Mrs. Zhan?
Early the next morning.
When Qiao Jing opened her bleary eyes, she glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
7:20? she blinked, quickly rousing herself. Normally, her biological clock woke her at six o’clock; today, it was delayed by more than an hour.
It must be due to the pregnancy that she was experiencing increased sleepiness.
Qiao Jing looked over to the spot where Zhan Qipei had stayed the night before. He was gone, and she had no idea whether he returned to his own room to sleep last night.
She got out of bed, opened the door, and heard noise coming from the kitchen.
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Following the sound, Qiao Jing saw Zhan Qipei, dressed in a suit, busy at work.
At that mont, Zhan Qipei had just heated a cup of milk. When he turned and saw Qiao Jing behind him, he placed the milk on the table and instructed, “Your stomach isn’t good, don’t drink it cold. Is there anything else you need?”
Qiao Jing shook her head, then turned to wash up. It was better to let Zhan Qipei think she had a stomachache. Otherwise, if he found out the truth, it would certainly lead to a big fuss.
By the ti Qiao Jing ca out of the bathroom, Zhan Qipei had already prepared a steaming hot bowl of noodles and placed it together with the warm milk, “Co have breakfast.”
Zhan Qipei stood by Qiao Jing’s side, watching her finish breakfast before retracting back to the room and retrieving a bag.
He took out the stomach dicine from inside, set it on the table, and poured her a cup of hot water, placing it beside Qiao Jing.
“We’re out of stomach dicine at ho. I bought so this morning. Take one pill after als, three tis a day.”
Qiao Jing didn’t touch the stomach dicine. She was pregnant now and couldn’t take dication casually, as it might affect the baby in her belly.
Zhan Qipei noticed Qiao Jing hadn’t moved. He poured a pill from the bottle into his palm and extended it toward Qiao Jing.
From Zhan Qipei’s face, Qiao Jing could tell his intention. He needed to see her take the dication before he could go to work with peace of mind.
“I’m quite full right now; I’ll take the dicine later. You go to work first.”
“Alright, but make sure you rember to take it,” Zhan Qipei replied, placing the pill back into the bottle and walking towards the entryway.
As he opened the door to leave, he reminded her once more, “Rember to take your dicine, and don’t drink anything cold.”
“Hmm,” humd Qiao Jing in response, watching Zhan Qipei depart.
Once he was gone, Qiao Jing imdiately took a pill from the dicine bottle and dropped it into the toilet, pressing the flush button.
Zhan Qipei was very ticulous. He would certainly check when he ca back ho for lunch. If she didn’t dispose of at least one pill, he would find out that she hadn’t taken her dication.
“Good, eat while it’s hot.” Zhan Qipei replied to the ssage very quickly.
Qiao Jing chose a ti when there were fewer custors and went to her favorite beef noodle shop.
The owner, recognizing Qiao Jing as a regular, greeted her warmly, “The usual?”
“Yes, please,” Qiao Jing replied. She found a seat and settled down across from the tv in the noodle shop.
After serving her a bowl of beef noodles, the owner went back to the kitchen to work.
While eating, Qiao Jing noticed a familiar face on the television. Qiao ngtong was currently wearing a bikini, advertising a sumr drink.
In the photo, she was dressed very revealingly, performing several provocative poses, even placing the drink in front of herself and hopping on the spot.
In the advertisent, Qiao ngtong was twisting her body, and at that mont, a male model wearing swim trunks walked over.
Qiao ngtong brought the drink she was holding close to the male model and sat down next to him. They were very close, and she picked up an ice cream from beside her to feed to the male model, and vice versa.
“Oh no, why is this ad playing? Sorry, I’ll change the channel right now.” The owner ca out of the kitchen and found the TV playing a risqué ad, and imdiately switched the channel.
Qiao Jing shook her head, indicating she didn’t mind, but she was still surprised when she saw it. She hadn’t expected Qiao ngtong to end up as a small-ti celebrity, dressed like that.
Thinking about the downfall of the Qiao Family, she could understand. In her heart, she believed that the Qiao Family had brought their current state upon themselves.
A person appeared in front of Qiao Jing, wearing a mask and sunglasses, completely covering their face.
She recognized at a glance that it was Qiao ngtong, who was carrying on as if she were a true celebrity.
Why was Qiao ngtong here?
At that ti, there weren’t many people in the shop, and Qiao ngtong took off her mask and walked over to Qiao Jing.
Seeing the bowl of beef noodles in front of Qiao Jing, she uttered a sarcastic remark, “Now that you’re no longer Mrs. Zhan, have you blown through all the money they gave you? Have you fallen so low that you have to co to this little noodle shop to eat?”
As she was passing by, Qiao ngtong spotted Qiao Jing sitting inside the noodle shop.
Thinking about her own recent circumstances, she didn’t hesitate and headed straight for the noodle shop. She wanted to tell Qiao Jing just how well she was doing.
Qiao Jing didn’t even raise her head, contently eating her noodles.
“Let tell you, I’m a big star now. You, losing the title of Mrs. Zhan, are nothing, not even fit to carry my shoes!” Qiao ngtong said brazenly, her face unabashed.
As if the one who had slept with the director wasn’t her, and she had already beco a big star.
Seeing that Qiao Jing was ignoring her, Qiao ngtong continued to elevate her own worth, “You country bumpkin probably don’t check the trending searches, right? I’ve been in the top three on Weibo hot search, just one ad can make tens of millions.”
“Get lost.” Qiao Jing didn’t spare Qiao ngtong a glance as she uttered the word indifferently.
Continuing with her sarcastic tone, Qiao ngtong retorted, “Telling to get lost? You should feel blessed to even see ! So many of my fans would kill for a glimpse of , and here you are, ignorant and audacious enough to tell to get lost?”
At that point, Qiao Jing had no desire to even acknowledge Qiao ngtong’s presence, and simply took a sip of her steaming noodle soup.
Seeing Qiao Jing’s deanor, Qiao ngtong was fuming, biting her teeth in anger. What was she acting all high and cold for?
She took out two thousand yuan from her bag and slamd it on the table, “I see you’re so pitiful—take this two thousand yuan as a gift from my stupidity. How does that sound? You haven’t seen this much money since you left the Zhan Family, have you?”
Finally, Qiao Jing reacted. She lifted her head leisurely and said, “You are indeed cheap.”
Qiao ngtong couldn’t hold back any longer, “What did you say?! I’m cheap? I think you’re the cheap one here!”
Just then, the TV channel the owner had switched to began playing Qiao ngtong’s sumr beverage advertisent.
Qiao Jing’s gaze moved to the TV and then back to Qiao ngtong, the implication clear.
Discarding all integrity for money, shooting such borderline advertisents.
Qiao ngtong’s anger flared even more, she slamd her hand on the table with a loud “bang,” “Do you think you’re still the young mistress of the Zhan Family? I’m telling you, you’re not, but I am!”
Qiao Jing looked at Qiao ngtong expressionlessly, finishing off the beef noodles in her bowl, quietly waiting for her to go on.
Realizing that Qiao Jing was looking at her, Qiao ngtong instantly held her chin up smugly, “Surprised, aren’t you? Just as you were kicked out of the Zhan Family, I’m about to beco Mrs. Zhan!”
“Right now, I’m the only woman by Zhan Nan’s and Zhan Bei’s sides. They treat so well, and they also promised that in the future, I’ll be the wife of one of them!”
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