Chapter 120: Chapter 114 Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei Watch a Movie Together
Qiao Jing raised her eyes to meet Zhan Qipei’s gaze, “Congratulations, you’ve finally found the person you were looking for.”
Upon hearing this response, Zhan Qipei’s originally profound eyes grew even darker.
After answering, Qiao Jing no longer entangled with Zhan Qipei and walked toward the car, pulling the door open and getting in.
Lu Zijiao came to Zhan Qipei’s side, “I told you, it’s just a misunderstanding, Qiao Jing isn’t the person you’re looking for at all.”
At this point, Lu Zijiao patted his chest, exhaling a long breath in an exaggerated manner.
“Luckily she isn’t. Otherwise, one is my real brother, and the other is my sworn brother. If it were true, being caught in the middle, I wouldn’t know what to do.”
Zhan Qipei’s gaze withdrew from Qiao Jing and gave Lu Zijiao a thoughtful look before striding towards the car with long steps.
Lan Yinyin was standing on the balcony of the apartment, on the phone.
“Fifth Master, everything is going smoothly. Zhan Qipei doesn’t have any suspicions about me; he’s arranged for me to stay next door to him.”
“Well done. Over the next few days, find a way to get close to him and become his woman.”
“Yes, I won’t let you down.”
On the other end of the line, in M country, a man in swim trunks stood by the poolside, putting down his phone with a mischievous smile on his handsome, mixed-race face.
“Zhan Family, it’s time for me to take back what’s mine.”
As he spoke, the man pulled off his diving goggles and stepped onto the diving board.
A whistle sounded with a “whoosh.”
The man dove in alongside several others, plunging rapidly like a cheetah in the sea, targeting and biting down fiercely.
Qiao Jing had planned to take the movie tickets to Lin Xiuxiang that afternoon, but Lin Xiuxiang fell ill and couldn’t go, so she had to return the tickets to Tang Yan.
Tang Yan, holding a movie ticket, looked worried and upset.
“It won’t be fun going alone, and with Miss Lin sick, I’m not in the mood for a movie either.”
Tang Yan handed both tickets to Qiao Jing, “Miss Qiao, why don’t you find someone to go with you? It’s a waste otherwise.”
“I—,” Qiao Jing began, but before she could finish, Zhan Qipei came up behind her and snatched the two tickets away.
“I could accompany you,” Zhan Qipei said, his eyes unwavering as he stared at Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing blinked and thought to herself, how vain this man was. She hadn’t invited him, so what did he mean by inviting himself?
“You should let that person go with you. I’m not interested in movies.”
No sooner had Qiao Jing finished speaking than she heard the man’s voice in her ear.
“Then just throw them away.” Saying this, Zhan Qipei folded the movie ticket, making a gesture as if he were about to throw it into the trash can.
Zhan Qipei hadn’t thrown it yet when Qiao Jing caught his hand.
“Isn’t that too wasteful? These were bought with money!”
Zhan Qipei hooked his lips, unfazed; he knew that Qiao Jing would definitely stop him.
He had long noticed something, Qiao Jing was not very short of money, but being not short of money and being frugal and thrifty were two different things.
Qiao Jing was an extremely frugal person who didn’t like to waste anything.
“Then let’s go together.”
Qiao Jing frowned but did not speak, which was taken as consent.
Just as Qiao Jing was about to retract her hand that had caught the man’s, it was suddenly covered by his other large hand.
The man’s hand was extraordinarily large, covering her hand completely without leaving any gaps.
Qiao Jing, puzzled, lifted her gaze to the man. Zhan Qipei had no intention of explaining, looking down to meet her eyes.
With Zhan Qipei looking , Qiao Jing was even more baffled, so she continued to watch him.
Zhan Qipei still did not seem inclined to explain, tightly covering Qiao Jing’s hand and staring at her unblinkingly.
Standing to the side, Tang Yan swept his gaze back and forth between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei.
What were these two doing? Exchanging affectionate glances right in front of him?
Hey, hey, hey! Was he invisible?
After a brief silence, Tang Yan felt it was best to leave first.
To avoid disturbing them, when Tang Yan left, he was also very considerate to quietly close the door behind him.
Tang Yan stood outside the door, looking back.
Truth be told, he thought his boss and Qiao Jing were quite a match, and it would be a beautiful thing if they could really be together.
If that time came, and Qiao Jing became his true “lady boss,” they would be family, and then he could take a step further in his relationship with Lin Xiuxiang.
Qiao Jing looked down at the man’s broad and strong palm. She found his hands immensely aesthetically pleasing and thought that if Zhan Qipei wasn’t the head of the Zhan Family, he could have made a fortune just by being a hand model.
What kind of random thoughts was she having?
Was this the time to appreciate how nice his hands looked?
After quickly regrouping her thoughts, Qiao Jing looked up again and met the man’s gaze, “What do you mean by that?”
Zhan Qipei reluctantly let go of Qiao Jing’s hand, “It means nothing.”
Qiao Jing looked puzzled, her beautiful starry eyes widening.
It means nothing, yet you held my hand for that long… What’s that supposed to mean?
Is something wrong with him?
Zhan Qipei looked at Qiao Jing’s confused expression and suddenly found his little woman to be too adorable. It wasn’t easy to resist such an innocently bewildered look, especially from someone who was usually so cold and rarely smiled.
In this moment, Zhan Qipei was utterly smitten by the extreme cuteness of Qiao Jing’s unusual demeanor and nearly didn’t hold back, almost doing something to the girl that even he couldn’t have predicted.
“Get ready, let’s go,” he said.
“Go now?” Qiao Jing checked the time, it was just past six, and the movie didn’t start until eight.
“We’ll eat first, then watch the movie after we’re full.”
Just as Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing were leaving, they saw Lan Yinyin, who had put on delicate makeup, coming out of her room.
As Lan Yinyin asked this, her gaze lingered on Qiao Jing for a few seconds.
As far as she knew, Zhan Qipei and his rural wife didn’t have a very good relationship.
But they were going out together?
“Yes,” Zhan Qipei responded briefly, then no longer paid attention to Lan Yinyin and pressed the elevator button.
Qiao Jing turned back to look at Lan Yinyin and just so happened to meet her gaze.
The two women locked eyes, sparks flying between them.
The elevator arrived with a “ding.”
Qiao Jing guarded her gaze, lowering her long and thick eyelashes, thoughtfully following Zhan Qipei into the elevator.
“No way,” Lan Yinyin muttered to herself.
Their relationship seemed not that simple.
She needed to quietly follow them and see for herself.
Lan Yinyin followed them all the way. She saw Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing enter a family restaurant, choosing a spot by the floor-to-ceiling window, sitting face to face, looking quite harmonious as they dined.
The more Lan Yinyin watched, the less she believed the rumors about their terrible relationship.
After eating, Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing went to catch the movie at just the right time.
“They’re actually watching a movie together?!” A strong sense of crisis rose in Lan Yinyin’s heart, and her gaze toward Qiao Jing became like looking at a stumbling block to her own mission.
Lan Yinyin’s innocent face turned dark, and her cold eyes shot towards Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing was absorbed in the movie, while Zhan Qipei was sneakily watching her.
In the dim light, the girl’s silhouette and outline were highlighted especially clearly, coinciding perfectly with the vague image in Zhan Qipei’s mind.
Although Qiao Jing hadn’t admitted it yet, he had already confirmed in his heart that the person who rescued him in the cornfield that day was Qiao Jing.
Just then, Qiao Jing’s hand reached over.