Chapter 681: Chapter 670: Zhan Qipei Helps Qiao Jing Pack Her Personal Clothing
Qiao Jing lightly furrowed her brows, remaining silent for two seconds before she began to speak.
“It’s because I was worried that, if I couldn’t get along with Zhan Qipei, there would be so unnecessary complications due to the child, so I kept it a secret.”
Xu Moqian finally managed to muster a bit of energy and sat up from the sofa.
“Alright, I understand, Sister Jing, you go back to what you were doing.”
Qiao Jing replied with a faint “Hmm” and continued her work at the desk.
By this ti, Zhan Nanqing had already returned, eyeing Xu Moqian suspiciously and quickly approached Qiao Jing’s side.
“Qiao Jing, what did this guy say to you?”
As Qiao Jing flipped through her docunts without pause, she briefly replied.
“About the pregnancy.”
Zhan Nanqing crossed her arms, and with a “hmpf,” she deliberately said:
“Oh~ so he was asking about my nephew, huh~”
Xu Moqian naturally picked up on Zhan Nanqing’s bragging tone and glared at her.
He couldn’t be bothered with Zhan Nanqing and greeted Qiao Jing.
“Sister Jing, I have to go, I have sothing to attend to.”
Qiao Jing didn’t say much, just nodding her head in response.
In the evening.
As soon as Qiao Jing got ho, she saw two suitcases in the living room, one of which was hers.
As to why her suitcase, which had been in her room, had suddenly appeared in the living room, she had to ask Zhan Qipei.
Similarly, today was unusual too, as there was no sll of food coming from the dining table.
Could it be Zhan Qipei hadn’t cooked today? But that shouldn’t be the case.
While Qiao Jing was thinking this, she suddenly saw Zhan Qipei walking out of a room.
The man was holding a few clothes in his hands, presumably to put into the suitcase.
Upon seeing Qiao Jing, Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes brightened, and he placed the clothes to one side.
“You’re back.”
He was packing up, and Qiao Jing had just co ho, a perfect ti to pack the luggage together.
First, Qiao Jing nodded, her gaze lingering on the suitcases and the clothes Zhan Qipei had just taken out for a few seconds before shifting her attention away.
“Are you going on a business trip? But why would you take out my suitcase if you are?”
Zhan Qipei pursed his lips and, taking Qiao Jing’s wrist, led her to sit by the dining table.
“It’s not for a business trip, it’s for a trip with you. Let’s eat first, I’ll explain it to you later.”
As he spoke, he brought out the als that had been kept warm in the container to the table.
After dinner, just as Qiao Jing was about to ask Zhan Qipei what was going on, he got up to wash the dishes.
Her curiosity was piqued; packing luggage and making such a fuss, was it all to take her on a trip?
But she hadn’t finished her recent work and had no ti for traveling or the like.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a piece of paper on the living room table.
Qiao Jing quickly sat down on the couch and picked up the paper, discovering it was a flyer.
Seeing the words on the flyer, she lifted an eyebrow and read aloud.
“Hot springs?”
As soon as her words ended, the man’s voice rang out beside her.
“Yes, I saw that there’s a new hot spring resort that just opened in An City, and I wanted to take you there for a few days. Besides, you haven’t taken any ti off to rest since you got pregnant, so this could be a good opportunity for you to rest.”
He realized that he’d spent too little ti alone with Qiao Jing lately, so he ca up with the idea of soaking in the hot springs, wanting to relax with her.
Of course, his main aim was to take the opportunity to foster a closer relationship with Qiao Jing during the ti.
Qiao Jing was also quite interested in the hot springs and fixed her gaze on the brochure for quite a while.
“I’ll finish my unfinished work and we can go tomorrow.”
After dealing with her work, soaking in the hot springs would be the perfect opportunity for her to unwind.
After all, Zhan Qipei was right; she hadn’t taken many days off since she got pregnant.
Seeing that Qiao Jing agreed, Zhan Qipei’s lips curved into a smile.
“Good, I’ve already had soone book the room in advance. If we’re going to An City this ti, let’s take a week off.”
Qiao Jing “Hmm’d” in response, looking bemusedly at the clothes on the sofa that Zhan Qipei hadn’t managed to put away in ti and the two suitcases in the living room.
“Why the rush? And why did you take out my suitcase?”
She had thought that Zhan Qipei was packing for an imdiate business trip, intending to leave tonight and inadvertently taking her along.
Zhan Qipei glanced at Qiao Jing’s suitcase and answered matter-of-factly:
“I packed your suitcase in advance so you wouldn’t have to work so hard tomorrow.”
It had been a while since he last saw Qiao Jing’s suitcase, which was when he thought she was going to leave him, causing him to now associate luggage with her departure.
But this ti, he was traveling with Qiao Jing.
Hearing Zhan Qipei’s words, Qiao Jing was montarily stunned.
“All my clothes are in there? Including my undergarnts?”
She emphasized “undergarnts” when she spoke, worried that this damn man really had packed for her.
Zhan Qipei nodded and began listing items in front of Qiao Jing.
“Not just the undergarnts, but also won’s products, including the bathrobe needed for soaking in the hot springs.”
He had prepared everything in advance because he worried that packing would tire her.
After all, he had taken over all the household chores, so it was only right for him to handle the packing as well.
Qiao Jing’s temples throbbed heavily, almost grinding her teeth as she spoke:
“You didn’t need to be so thoughtful.”
There was no need to be so careful as to pack her undergarnts; she could have easily done it herself after getting off work tomorrow.
Zhan Qipei gathered his eyebrows, which were thick like mountain mists, and pursed his thin lips.
“No, I’m worried you’ll get tired if you do it.”
His main purpose in taking Qiao Jing on a trip was to deepen their relationship; secondary was to ensure she had fun and was comfortable. She needed only to relax, while he would handle everything else.
Qiao Jing frowned deeply and stood up to take the suitcase, preparing to head toward the bedroom.
Seeing this, Zhan Qipei quickly followed suit, taking the suitcase from Qiao Jing’s hands and pushing it into her room.
“I’ll put it here; can you open it and check if anything’s missing?”
After hearing Zhan Qipei’s words, Qiao Jing’s usually expressionless face showed a rare crack.
Her lips parted slightly, and her cool voice filled the room.
“Next ti, I can pack my own undergarnts.”
She really wasn’t used to others touching her personal belongings, and although Zhan Qipei did this to make things easier for her, she could handle it herself.
Plus, this damn man Zhan Qipei wanted her to open the suitcase right in front of him to check, which ant that all the items would be seen by him again.
Zhan Qipei agreed.
“Alright.”
But if there was a next ti where he could help Qiao Jing pack, he would still prepare everything for her in advance.
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