Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 341 - 331 Qiao Jing Plans to Leave Zhan Qipei
Chapter 341: Chapter 331 Qiao Jing Plans to Leave Zhan Qipei
Ten minutes later, Blondie had become unrecognizable, and Zhan Qipei finally stopped kicking. His gaze shifted and fell upon the trembling delinquents.
One particularly timid guy, upon being stared down by Zhan Qipei, was so terrified that he wet himself on the spot.
Tang Yan approached, “Boss, leave the rest to us.”
“Mm.” Zhan Qipei nodded, straightening his clothes.
He then took out his phone and dialed a number.
“Want some late-night snack? I’m outside.”
The tone of his voice was so gentle it could drip water.
It was completely different from his bloodthirsty demeanor moments before, as if he had transformed from Yama Raja to a different person entirely.
Tang Yan smacked his lips and instructed his bodyguards to start cleaning up the “trash.”
The scene shifts.
Inside the hospital room.
Qiao Jing furrowed her delicate brows, thinking about the thugs, and made a phone call to Xu Moqian.
“Did you find those people?”
Elements like Blondie had certainly done their fair share of wrongdoings; she could only imagine how many girls they had bullied and robbed. She had some guess as to why they could still roam free without facing the law.
Girls were afraid to report them, with pictures in Blondie’s possession.
Qiao Jing’s eyes instantly turned cold—she must bring them to justice so they could no longer harm others.
“Speaking of which, it’s quite strange,” Xu Moqian said.
Upon hearing this, a puzzled look crossed Qiao Jing’s face.
“What happened?”
“When I started looking into it, they had already been arrested. Oh, and when they were taken in, they were all beaten up, noses bruised and faces swollen, claiming they fell and hurt themselves.”
“Fell down themselves?” Qiao Jing slightly arched her beautiful brows.
Xu Moqian shrugged on the other end of the phone.
“Yeah, that’s what they said. It’s quite funny, don’t you think? One might fall, but for all of them to have fallen is quite the coincidence.”
At this point, Xu Moqian couldn’t help but smack his lips before continuing.
“Especially that Blondie, his arm was crippled.”
“Who did it?” Qiao Jing asked with knitted brows.
Before Xu Moqian could reply, the face of that handsome man suddenly flashed across Qiao Jing’s mind.
She then looked at her own arm.
That Blondie, his arm had been crippled…
A coincidence?
If it really was a coincidence, it was too much of one.
So was it—Zhan Qipei?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was very likely.
As Qiao Jing was analyzing this in her head, Xu Moqian’s voice once again came from the phone.
“Anyway, they got what they deserved, so there’s no need for me to act. Sister Jing, I’ll come to see you at the hospital now.”
At that moment, Zhan Qipei walked in with breakfast.
Xu Moqian, thinking the call had disconnected, said “hello” a couple times.
Qiao Jing then came back to her senses and declined Xu Moqian’s offer.
“No need, I’ll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I’m hanging up now.”
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Qipei with an inquiring gaze.
“Did you handle the thugs?”
Zhan Qipei was in the process of opening the lid of the porridge, but he didn’t forget to answer Qiao Jing.
“Mm.”
Qiao Jing frowned slightly, watching Zhan Qipei fuss over her, and couldn’t help feeling a wave of emotions.
After a few seconds of silence, she spoke, “You don’t need to do so much for me; I can handle it myself.”
Zhan Qipei opened the lid of the porridge, turned to look at Qiao Jing, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow.
“You saved my mom; this is what I should do. Besides, you’re my wife.”
Wife…
She didn’t know how many times she had heard Zhan Qipei call her that…
Lost in thought, Qiao Jing’s brows furrowed and her eyes lowered, concealing her emotions from view.
“Only five days left. When the time comes, will it be you moving out of Nantai Apartment, or will I?”
She didn’t want Zhan Qipei to do so much for her anymore. Their wedding date was nearing, and they would soon part ways for good.
Upon hearing these words, Zhan Qipei felt a jolt in his heart and gathered his long brows.
“Do we absolutely have to divorce?”
Qiao Jing lifted her gaze toward Zhan Qipei, her phoenix eyes staring at the man’s face, filled with determination.
She pursed her lips, said nothing, and just quietly looked at Zhan Qipei.
Zhan Qipei understood the emotion in Qiao Jing’s eyes; his thin lips formed a straight line devoid of curves, his voice turned somewhat hoarse.
“I won’t divorce.”
Qiao Jing’s frown deepened even more.
“Zhan Qipei, why bother? We originally agreed on a hundred days, and because you saved me later, I continued the contract for another hundred days as a sign of gratitude.
You’re a smart man; you should understand that a forced melon isn’t sweet.”
Zhan Qipei’s profile was tensed.
“I refuse to believe in that superstition.”
“You—”
Facing the man’s stubbornness, Qiao Jing momentarily didn’t know what to say.
For a time, the hospital room fell silent.
After a moment, Qiao Jing spoke again.
“No matter how much you insist, I am definitely going to divorce.”
Zhan Qipei’s lips were tightly pressed together, and his face appeared as dark as the instant before a storm.
“Give it another hundred days.”
Qiao Jing was momentarily stunned, not expecting Zhan Qipei to be so childish. She emphasized her tone.
“Do you think this is child’s play? Deciding on another hundred days just because you want to?”
Zhan Qipei gathered his brows, which were soft as mist, and his gaze firmly locked onto Qiao Jing, his peripheral vision on the woman’s stomach.
Despite her carrying his three children, why did she still want a divorce?
Did she plan to raise these three kids alone?
No, that wouldn’t do; it would be too exhausting and tough for Qiao Jing. He couldn’t allow his wife to suffer.
Zhan Qipei saw that Qiao Jing had made up her mind and decided not to continue discussing the matter, opting to find another solution later.
“You should have some porridge first.”
Their conversation was overheard by Zhan Nanqing, who was outside the hospital room.
She had just arrived to hear about Qiao Jing wanting to divorce her brother and her brows immediately knitted tightly together.
If it wasn’t for Qiao Jing bringing it up, she would have almost forgotten that her brother and Qiao Jing were in a contract marriage.
Yet, her brother and Qiao Jing had been through so much together, and her brother adored Qiao Jing so much—how could Qiao Jing not like her brother?
And on top of that, they had three children together…
As Zhan Nanqing was pondering this, Su Manhan’s voice sounded from behind.
“Nanqing, you—”
Zhan Nanqing jumped at Su Manhan’s voice, warily glanced toward the door of the hospital room, and fearing discovery, quickly pulled her aside.
Su Manhan eyed Zhan Nanqing and saw her daughter’s brows twisted as if in knots, which made her wonder.
She glanced at the hospital room’s door, then back at Zhan Nanqing’s reaction—something must have happened inside, right?
Su Manhan immediately became tense.
“What is it? Why aren’t you going in? Has Qiao Jing’s condition worsened?”
Zhan Nanqing shook her head and leaned closer to Su Manhan, lowering her voice.
“No, it’s not that. You know the marriage contract between brother and Qiao Jing only has five days left, right? I heard Qiao Jing say that she wants brother to move out when it ends and then divorce.”
Su Manhan was taken aback, as she hadn’t even considered that.
How could time have passed so quickly? Were there only five days left in Qipei and Qiao Jing’s marriage contract?
She was just starting to be kind to Qiao Jing, and now they were getting divorced?
Su Manhan’s mind raced with anxiety as she gripped Zhan Nanqing’s hand.
“So what should we do?”
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