Chapter 178: Chapter 171: Zhan Qipei Settles Accounts with Lan Yinyin
This scene almost made Zhou Fu’s eyes pop out.
He felt that what Zhan Qipei was holding in his arms was not the mature master known as the cold Snow Lotus, but a baby needing love and care.
He was so shocked that he almost couldn’t perform acupuncture.
With each needle Zhou Fu placed, Zhan Qipei would coo and cajole in a tone that sounded like a loving father doting on his daughter.
It was simply unbearable to watch.
Zhou Fu admitted that this acupuncture treatment would be the biggest challenge of his life!
“Alright!” Zhou Fu straightened up, wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, clearly sweating profusely.
“You can leave now.” After issuing the eviction order, Zhan Qipei carried Qiao Jing to bed, pulled up the covers, placed Qiao Jing into his embrace, and cushioned Qiao Jing’s head on his arm.
His other arm went around, placed on Qiao Jing’s back, patting gently on and off.
Zhou Fu took a deep breath, fine! He better leave quickly.
As soon as Zhou Fu opened the door, he saw Zhan Nanqing and Lou Xinrou standing at the doorway, with Lou Xinrou seeming to burst in.
Without a word, Zhou Fu quickly closed the door.
“She just went to sleep, so you better not disturb her.”
Lou Xinrou bit her lip and tentatively asked, “Mr. Zhou, is Qiao Jing alright?”
Zhou Fu could tell from Lou Xinrou’s question that she was worried something might happen between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei.
“I am a disciple of Divine Doctor Jing, do you think she would be in any danger with me here? You’re really underestimating me,” Zhou Fu said, looking expressionlessly at Lou Xinrou.
“Mr. Zhou, please don’t misunderstand, I just wanted to ask,” Lou Xinrou replied apologetically.
Great! Nothing happened, so Qiao Jing won’t get involved with her Brother Pei in that way.
“You better head back quickly.” Zhou Fu left after dropping that remark.
Zhan Nanqing patted Lou Xinrou’s back, “I’ve told you not to overthink, Qiao Jing really isn’t interested in my brother in that way.”
Lou Xinrou nodded, and before leaving, she looked back at the closed door and exhaled a breath of relief.
“What? The mission failed?”
Lan Yinyin’s face showed disbelief as she answered the phone.
“How is that possible? The plan was so thorough, how could Qiao Jing be alright?”
Just as Lan Yinyin finished speaking, she heard Fifth Master’s voice suddenly sound behind her.
“What happened to Qiao Jing? What did you do to her?”
Upon hearing this, Lan Yinyin quickly hung up the phone and turned to look at Wu Xirui, who had appeared from nowhere.
“Fifth Master, you, why are you here? If you need anything, just let me know, I’m at your service anytime. There’s no need for you to come here personally,” Lan Yinyin said, bowing deeply with her head down, looking utterly subservient.
Wu Xirui sat down in front of the couch, crossing his legs, “You haven’t answered my earlier question.”
Lan Yinyin remembered then!
“Fifth Master, it’s ; previously, Qiao Jing disrespected you and sent you to the police station, so I gathered some people to administer the medication you provided…”
Lan Yinyin recounted the day’s events and her careful, thorough plan to Wu Xirui, “I don’t know how, but the plan somehow failed.”
“Come here,” Wu Xirui said expressionlessly, gesturing to Lan Yinyin with his hand.
Seeing this, Lan Yinyin thought perhaps Fifth Master needed her?
Thinking this, Lan Yinyin felt a surge of happiness. If she could be Fifth Master’s woman, she would definitely be blissfully happy.
Lan Yinyin suppressed the thrill in her heart and walked conscientiously to Wu Xirui’s side.
As she approached, she saw Wu Xirui suddenly lift his foot and forcefully kick her in the lower abdomen, flipping her over with the kick.
Lan Yinyin lay sprawled on the ground with her limbs akimbo, her face as pale as paper.
“Fifth Master, why, why… are you doing this?”
“Qiao Jing is the one I’m interested in. How dare you lay a hand on her?” Wu Xirui said, his grey eyes, filled with a bloodthirsty chill, fixed on Lan Yinyin.
Wu Xirui’s words struck Lan Yinyin like bolts of lightning, bombarding her relentlessly.
Lan Yinyin’s mind went blank, unable to believe her own ears.
The Fifth Master is interested in Qiao Jing? Why?
She didn’t understand. Just a few days ago, Qiao Jing had sent the Fifth Master to the police station.
“What happened afterward?” Wu Xirui asked coldly.
“I, I’ll call right now and ask, right away!” Lan Yinyin scrambled up from the ground, enduring waves of pain from her abdomen, and redialed the phone.
“Zhou Fu has been there? Good, I got it.” Lan Yinyin’s phone was on speaker, so Wu Xirui heard everything that had been said on the call.
“Zhou Fu has been there, so it seems like there’s no issue,” Wu Xirui muttered to himself, then his icy gaze fell back on Lan Yinyin, causing her to shiver.
“I’ll give you one month to become Zhan Qipei’s woman. Otherwise—you know very well what awaits you.”
Under Wu Xirui’s deadly gaze, Lan Yinyin turned deathly pale, her lips quivering non-stop.
“Yes, I, I definitely won’t let you down! Absolutely not!”
Lan Yinyin now had no way out. She had to use every trick in the book to seduce Zhan Qipei, or else she couldn’t bear to think about what might happen to her.
Overnight passed, and when Qiao Jing woke up, she found herself lying in Zhan Qipei’s arms.
The man’s clothes were disheveled, and his neck and arms were covered in marks, likely left by her the previous night when she wasn’t fully conscious.
As for whether they had taken the final step, she was both a woman and a doctor—she was very clear about that.
Just as Qiao Jing was lost in thought, she suddenly heard the man’s deep, mellow voice by her ear, disturbing the early morning quiet.
“You’re awake,” Zhan Qipei said, looking deeply into Qiao Jing’s eyes, checking her current physical condition.
“Mhm,” Qiao Jing rose from Zhan Qipei’s embrace.
As she sat up, the shoulder of her robe suddenly slid down, exposing her soft, glossy shoulders and beautiful back.
Quick-witted, Qiao Jing grabbed it, timely covering the most crucial parts.
Zhan Qipei, propping his head with one hand and a smile curling his lips, watched Qiao Jing intently.
“Are you trying to seduce me?”
Qiao Jing glanced sideways at him, her look one of silent reproach, then she said nothing more, threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and walked towards the bathroom.
When she emerged, she saw Zhan Qipei dressed in a suit, ready to leave.
Today was Saturday. Where was he going so early in the morning?
She wasn’t particularly nosy. His legs were his own; he could go wherever he wanted. Still, the expression on Zhan Qipei’s face was very stern.
He looked like he was about to kill someone.
Curious, Qiao Jing cracked the door open a sliver, her gaze following Zhan Qipei to Lan Yinyin’s door.
He raised his hand and knocked.