He had even threatened Qiao Jing with withholding als, but she still refused to agree with him.
Frank was also closely following John at this mont, closely monitoring Qiao Jing.
"Mr. John, I think Professor Qiao might not yet realize the seriousness of the situation. When she doesn’t have breakfast tomorrow morning, she might change her mind," Frank suggested.
John, silently watching the screen, finally made up his mind.
"Let’s do as you suggest, starve her for one night."
*
At one in the morning, Qiao Jing was awoken by her stomach growling incessantly.
She slowly furrowed her brows, intending to close her eyes and continue sleeping.
But during this ti, her stomach still kept growling nonstop.
She eventually couldn’t endure it any longer and sat up in bed.
Qiao Jing pressed her hand against her stomach and took a few seconds to fully wake up.
Only then did she slowly recall that she had been too busy escaping today, hadn’t eaten properly, and dinner had been only a few bites before she started looking for a way out.
"Grrrrr—"
Another wave of hunger passed through her, and Qiao Jing’s stomach was drumming nonstop.
She had no choice but to get out of bed and walked over to the laboratory bench.
Qiao Jing looked at the jars and bottles on the bench, including so plants, with tightly knitted brows.
Carrying three babies in her stomach, she needed to eat sothing to fill her belly; certain plants might not only provide nutrition for the babies but could also help fill her up a bit.
However... if John and his people planned not to send her breakfast tomorrow morning, as the two n had ntioned, she might end up not eating.
If she went a long ti without food, just relying on these plants to fill her stomach could sowhat affect the children.
Perhaps she could reassess the situation tomorrow and then pretend to be cooperative.
After all, she just needed to eat.
Just as Qiao Jing was about to start making a plant-based drink, the laboratory door was knocked on before swinging open!
Upon hearing the sound of the lab door opening, she looked up imdiately.
Could it be John and Frank visiting at this hour? Not sleeping and just watching her?
At the sa ti, an unfamiliar voice suddenly rang from the doorway.
"Hello, Professor Qiao."
Upon hearing the stranger’s voice, Qiao Jing pursed her red lips.
Qiao Jing imdiately asked with caution,
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The person did not hurry to respond but turned on the lab light, revealing his face.
Seeing the completely unfamiliar face, Qiao Jing’s brows tightened even further.
"Who are you, really?"
The man didn’t answer Qiao Jing’s question but continued to look at her respectfully, then, without stopping, he placed the lunchbox he brought with him on the table.
Upon seeing the lunchbox, Qiao Jing’s stomach rumbled louder, nearly grabbing it to eat imdiately.
But who was this stranger? She didn’t know him at all. Why would he suddenly bring her food?
Moreover, judging from the clothes he wore, he was clearly one of John’s n. Why would he co over to bring her food?
The man noticed Qiao Jing’s puzzled look, and started to speak sowhat hesitantly.
"Professor Qiao... hello, I, I’m George. When I learned that the higher-ups had stopped your dinner, I couldn’t help but bring so food over," he explained.
Qiao Jing’s gaze lingered on the lunchbox. Even though her stomach was drumming persistently, she still did not rashly eat the food the stranger brought.
"Aren’t you one of John’s n? Why would you help ?" she asked.
She was determined to find out what was really going on.
George stared at Qiao Jing respectfully and continuously, then took a deep breath before he found the courage to speak, his voice tinged with excitent.
"Professor Qiao, I am one of your fans, oh no, that’s not right, I really admire you! Your research on hybrid corn and the like is simply too impressive!!"
At this point, he paused, the excited expression on his face vanishing completely, his deanor turning listless.
"Professor Qiao, although I work for Mr. John, I do not agree with his thods. That’s why I want to help you escape."
Qiao Jing glanced at George indifferently and did not say a word.
George, seeing that Qiao Jing did not believe him, furrowed his brow and thought for a while before saying:
"Professor Qiao, I truly am on your side! I never expected Mr. John to bring you here forcibly. Now he has gone even further and is not letting you eat, so I packed so als for you and brought them here."
Qiao Jing was still hesitant, but she was so hungry that she ultimately reached out and opened the lunchbox.
Anyway, she might as well see what was inside the lunchbox first.
As soon as she opened the lunchbox lid, a delicious aroma wafted up, making Qiao Jing’s stomach growl incessantly.
She didn’t care about George declaring his position, she just wanted to fill her stomach quickly.
After confirming there was nothing wrong with the food, driven by extre hunger, she reluctantly began her dinner.
Although she did not want to deal with George, she still had to eat.
Seeing this, George did not force Qiao Jing to trust him imdiately but continued:
"Professor Qiao, if Mr. John still doesn’t let you eat tomorrow, I will bring you breakfast in the morning."
He knew that such a formidable person as Professor Qiao would not easily trust others, so it was normal for her not to trust him now.
Hearing George’s words, Qiao Jing paused in her eating and responded:
"No need."
She was indeed so hungry tonight that she had to eat a al brought by a stranger:
But even if she doesn’t eat breakfast tomorrow, it won’t be a big problem, because she had been timing everything in her mind.
By tomorrow morning, Zhan Qipei would probably have arrived.
Even being rejected so straightforwardly, George still did not give up.
"Professor Qiao, please go ahead and eat, I will take the dishes away after you finish to avoid others noticing."
Earlier, when he had learned that the famous Professor Qiao had co to the research institute, he was overjoyed because his idol was Professor Qiao.
Just as he thought he could discuss academic questions with Professor Qiao, he found out that Professor Qiao had been forcibly brought by Mr. John.
The mont he received this news, he was extrely furious, but being just an ordinary employee in the institute, he had no power to stop what was happening.
Therefore, he could only help Qiao Jing in this way, despite the risk of being discovered, but he would not regret it!
Qiao Jing quickly finished the last few bites of her al, packed up the box, and looked up at George.
"Thank you."
Hearing Qiao Jing say this, George awkwardly raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.
"This, this is what I should do, you don’t need to thank ."
Just after George had finished speaking, Qiao Jing’s voice rose again.
"I’m curious, how did you know I would get up at this ti?"
It was now past one in the morning, the dead of night, and there she was awake, and George had appeared.
This coincidence was too uncanny.
Of course, she was not so naive as to think this was just a coincidence.
Since this was no coincidence, there was only one possibility.
George had been keeping an eye on her movents.
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