Chapter 365: Chapter 354: Zhan Qipei Was Hit by a Car
Zhan Qipei dared not delay, so he prepared the dicine himself and drank it.
The next morning.
Qiao Jing got out of bed early and made breakfast.
As she sat at the dining table eating porridge, she saw Zhan Qipei erge from the room.
Dark circles hung under the man’s eyes, clearly indicating a sleepless night.
Qiao Jing indifferently withdrew her gaze and adjusted her turtleneck sweater to cover all the marks from the previous day left by the man.
“Eat breakfast.”
Zhan Qipei’s deep voice was sowhat hoarse, and his face looked listless.
“Hmm.”
Neither spoke during the al.
After cleaning up her dishes, Qiao Jing went back to her room and pulled out a suitcase.
She then opened the wardrobe and began packing clothes into the suitcase.
Hearing the noises from the woman’s room, Zhan Qipei rushed anxiously to the doorway.
Seeing Qiao Jing packing her things, his dark eyes dimd, with their marriage certificate and other items still on the bed.
The red of the marriage certificate burned his eyes, and a glint of obsession flashed in their depths.
“We are not getting a divorce.”
Qiao Jing paused in packing, looked up at the man, then continued her task.
“That’s not for you to decide. It’s ti today. Once I finish packing, I will proceed with the divorce.”
Seeing that Zhan Qipei had no intention of moving out, she decided to move out herself.
Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips, his gaze fixated on Qiao Jing as he watched her pack one piece of clothing after another.
A mont later, Qiao Jing zipped up her suitcase.
She looked around the room to make sure she hadn’t missed anything, then picked up the docunts from the bed.
“Let’s go.”
Zhan Qipei clenched his fists tightly, the veins in the back of his hand bulging as he suppressed the discomfort in his chest and slowly uttered a sentence.
“I’m not going, I won’t divorce you.”
Seeing Qiao Jing preparing to move out was like being repeatedly sliced by a dull knife in his heart.
Qiao Jing glanced indifferently at Zhan Qipei and set the suitcase aside.
“If you don’t go, I can completely disappear from your world.”
She noticed the obsession in his eyes and continued.
“Don’t think that you can use the Zhan Family’s power to find . If I choose to hide, no one can find , not even the president.”
After spending so ti with him, she knew what thods he would use to find her.
However, if she truly decided to hide, there really was no one in the world who could find her.
After seeing the confident and resolute light shimring in the woman’s eyes, Zhan Qipei bit his lip and hesitated.
“Do we really need to divorce?”
Given Qiao Jing’s abilities, she certainly could make it so no one could find her.
He thought carefully, realizing that Qiao Jing disappearing from his world was more unbearable than a divorce.
Qiao Jing nodded and looked at her packed suitcase.
“Let’s go proceed with the divorce first. I’ll co back for these things.”
Indeed, it would be troubleso to drag a suitcase to the civil affairs office.
Seeing Qiao Jing’s firm attitude, Zhan Qipei had no choice but to agree to accompany her to the civil affairs office.
On the way there, he thought of many thods but ultimately dismissed each one.
It wasn’t until he parked the car in the parking spot that he racked his brain but couldn’t think of a suitable thod.
Qiao Jing didn’t hesitate to open the passenger side door, glancing at the Civil Affairs Bureau across the street.
“Let’s go.”
She had barely taken a few steps when the man blocked her path.
Zhan Qipei looked at Qiao Jing with a pleading gaze, his voice trembling slightly.
“Can you give one chance to prove myself? Just once.”
Only he knew that the hand holding the docunts was already sweating profusely.
Qiao Jing didn’t respond to Zhan Qipei’s words, but walked around him toward the road.
Suddenly!
A runaway dumper truck was heading straight toward Qiao Jing’s direction.
The driver in the cab was desperately waving his hands, mouthing sothing in an attempt to get Qiao Jing to move out of the way.
But the truck was in Qiao Jing’s blind spot, and she hadn’t noticed the situation there.
As the truck neared Qiao Jing, the woman seed to hear sothing and furrowed her brows.
The tires of the dumper truck screeched loudly against the road, and Qiao Jing imdiately realized the danger.
As she turned her head, the dumper truck was already perilously close!!
Qiao Jing instinctively stepped back but she was still within the range of the truck’s impact!
Zhan Qipei, hearing the noise of the tires rubbing, imdiately looked up.
When he saw the truck getting dangerously close to Qiao Jing, his pupils dilated drastically.
Just at that critical mont!
Zhan Qipei took a quick lunge forward, moving swiftly to Qiao Jing’s back.
He grabbed the woman’s delicate wrist and pulled her back forcefully, holding her tightly in his arms.
Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing shifted direction, his back facing the edge of the dumper truck.
Despite his quick reaction, he was still unavoidably grazed by the truck.
The massive inertia of the truck made Zhan Qipei’s footing unstable, and he ultimately couldn’t keep upright and was pulled down to the ground.
Before falling, he held Qiao Jing tightly in his arms, using his own body as a cushion for her.
Zhan Qipei’s back slamd harshly onto the ground, and he couldn’t help but groan.
“Ugh—”
At that mont, Qiao Jing’s mind went blank, only snapping back to reality when she heard the man’s groan.
The man protecting her had already passed out; she quickly stood up from the ground.
The scene of the dumper truck coming toward them and Zhan Qipei recklessly pulling her back played repeatedly in her mind.
If it weren’t for Zhan Qipei, she might have already been struck down by the truck…
Panic flickered through Qiao Jing’s cool eyes, and her usually cold face now showed a rare look of desperation.
She reached out and touched Zhan Qipei’s face, her voice trembling, as she called out urgently.
“Zhan Qipei… Zhan Qipei?!!”
Zhan Qipei’s eyes were closed, his long eyebrows tightly furrowed.
A large patch of red had spread on the ground, stinging Qiao Jing’s eyes.
“Zhan Qipei?! Say sothing… hang in there, I’m taking you to the hospital…”
Zhan Qipei still did not respond to Qiao Jing.
The pained expression on the man’s face made her tears suddenly uncontrollable, dropping onto the man’s pallid face.
Zhan Qipei’s lips had lost their color, and he was in a state of unconsciousness.
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