Chapter 293: Chapter 283: The First Ti Zhan Qipei Doesn’t Go Ho
Upon seeing her na, he couldn’t control his thoughts from drifting back to the mont when she signed her na on the divorce agreent.
He felt his heart ache faintly, the bitterness gradually spreading to his whole body, as if paralyzing his limbs.
A full minute passed before Zhan Qipei finally picked up his phone, his movents still sowhat stiff, his hand trembling slightly. She couldn’t possibly be calling to urge him to sign the divorce papers, could she?
Thinking of this possibility, his hand gripped the phone tightly, reluctant to press the answer button.
Until the call automatically disconnected, Zhan Qipei had not answered the phone.
The phone screen imdiately went dark, reflecting his tense face.
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Qiao Jing found it strange, why didn’t he answer the call?
She redialed the number.
As Zhan Qipei saw the phone screen light up again, the nickna he had for Qiao Jing was “wife,” which he used to find very pleasing to the eye, as it declared she was his.
But now, those two characters gradually started to sting his eyes, he stared at the nickna, lost in thought. Soon, she would no longer be his.
The phone continued to ring, and Zhan Qipei’s expression beca more rigid, his face solemn, his temple throbbing suddenly.
The phone was about to disconnect automatically again when he pressed the answer button at the last second.
Qiao Jing let out a sigh of relief when the call connected.
“Are you ho yet?”
After hearing this, Zhan Qipei looked towards the trash can. Was she asking if he had seen the divorce papers? Was she trying to pressure him to sign them?
He pursed his lips tightly, unwilling to speak.
Qiao Jing, getting no reply for a long ti, asked with so confusion.
“Are you still there?”
Zhan Qipei forced his mouth open before finally answering her question.
“Hmm, I haven’t gone back yet.”
Qiao Jing responded with an “oh,” then continued to ask.
“Then when are you coming ho tonight? Do you want to help cook dinner?”
She recalled Zhan Qipei saying he would cook tonight, so she hadn’t hurried back ho.
Zhan Qipei’s deep voice rose, a touch of huskiness in his tone.
“I have a very important eting tonight, I’m busy, it will go very late.”
Talking to Qiao Jing seed to require all his effort, as this was the first ti he lied to her.
Qiao Jing glanced at the work in her hands, roughly estimating the ti.
“Until when?”
She still had to prepare the dinner, needing to know when the eting would end to decide whether to make Zhan Qipei’s portion or not, to avoid waste.
A bitter smile appeared on Zhan Qipei’s handso face. Did she really hope that much for him to sign the divorce papers?
“Don’t wait for , I won’t co ho tonight.”
In Qiao Jing’s mind, she couldn’t help recalling a ti when Zhan Qipei’s Company had a billion-dollar cooperation, which he worked on all night and then rushed ho.
That night she just happened to get up to use the bathroom and saw Zhan Qipei, his weary expression not yet hidden away, his eyes also red with bloodshot, clearly showing he had worked overti for a long ti.
Despite being so tired, he still hurried back ho that night.
Could this eting be more important than a billion-dollar deal?
Or had the company encountered a major problem?
Just as Qiao Jing was about to say sothing, she suddenly heard Zhan Qipei say a sentence.
“I have sothing here, gotta hang up first.”
With a tone, the call was disconnected, leaving no chance for Qiao Jing to react.
As she listened to the busy signal coming from her phone, she paused for a mont and looked at the phone screen.
Usually, when they talked on the phone, Zhan Qipei would wait for her to hang up first. Once, she was too busy with work and, after their call, she forgot to disconnect and casually placed the phone aside.
When she finished her work and picked up her phone, she was still on the call!
Zhan Qipei said he couldn’t bear to hang up and insisted on waiting for her to do so first. He yearned to spend hours on the phone with Qiao Jing.
Was this eting really that urgent?
However, judging by Zhan Qipei’s unusual reaction, it probably was very urgent, so she didn’t dwell on it.
After hanging up the phone, Zhan Qipei, lips tight, went to the kitchen and put all the groceries he had bought into the fridge.
Then he left.
As long as he didn’t go ho, Qiao Jing wouldn’t urge him to sign the divorce papers, and he could pretend as if nothing had happened.
After finishing her busy work, Qiao Jing didn’t need to bother with a complex al since Zhan Qipei wasn’t coming ho; a simple bowl of noodles would suffice.
When Qiao Jing got ho and was about to cook noodles, her phone rang. It was a call from Ni Yue.
The mont the call connected, Ni Yue spoke first, her voice filled with joy.
“Baby Qiao Qiao! I’ve missed you so much~ Did you miss ?”
Qiao Jing played along and said one word.
“Missed.”
Ni Yue blew a kiss across the phone and continued cheerfully.
“You know what? I just finished that design draft that was giving a headache. I’m so happy now!”
Qiao Jing also rembered that project that had left Ni Yue uninspired and troubled, to the point of going out for drinks with her.
“Hmm, it took quite a while, right?”
Ni Yue laughed heartily, opened the door of her house, and continued to chat with Qiao Jing.
“Yeah, it was such a headache. I’m on my way to your place now, heading to the bar. Charge! I’m coming to pick you up.”
Qiao Jing glanced at her not-yet-noticeable belly. Going to a bar while pregnant would be sowhat inconvenient; she declined Ni Yue’s invitation.
“I’ve got so things to take care of; I’d better not go.”
Ni Yue, comfortably seated in her car, started to coo.
“Qiao Qiao~ Baby Qiao Qiao~ I rember you’re off work now, why not co with ? I’ve finally finished my draft and I’m feeling thrilled; just accompany , please~”
She even honked the horn a couple of tis.
“Look, I’m in the car already. Do you really have the heart to not accompany ?”
Qiao Jing, sowhat helpless, rubbed her forehead and set down the noodles she hadn’t started cooking yet.
“When will you arrive?”
As soon as Ni Yue heard Qiao Jing’s response, she knew the other party had agreed. She promptly started her sports car and sped off.
“I’ll be there in no ti! Wait for , Baby Qiao Qiao, love you~”
Qiao Jing heard the sound of wind through the phone and cautioned.
“Drive carefully, I’ll wait for you.”
Ni Yue giggled, and then she ended the call.
Qiao Jing looked at her attire: a regular T-shirt and jeans. Considering the weather outside, she put on a coat before leaving the house.
She waited downstairs for a while, and soon she could hear the roar of a sports car.
The sports car quickly pulled up in front of Qiao Jing, and after lowering the window, she saw Ni Yue in the driver’s seat.
Wearing a black pair of sunglasses, Ni Yue hooked her finger on the bridge of the glasses as she saw the person outside, revealing her beautiful eyes.
“Baby Qiao Qiao, I’m here~ Hurry, get in the car, I’ve missed you so much.”
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