Chapter 196: Chapter 189 He Comes in a Shower of Rose Petals
Upon hearing Cao Feiyu’s exclamation and seeing him gaze upwards, everyone curiously followed his gaze to look up.
Not just everyone else but even as Qiao Jing looked up, those words almost slipped from her mouth.
Two helicopters hovered in mid-air, dragging a banner that read, “Qiao Jing is my woman, who dares to compete with me?”
With such a shameless display, Qiao Jing could guess who it was without asking.
Just as Qiao Jing was about to look around, rose petals suddenly began to drift from the sky.
To be precise, it started raining rose petals, continuously falling, landing on Qiao Jing’s head as well as the heads of the onlookers.
Cao Feiyu was totally unable to stay seated; his eyes almost bulging out.
“Who is this? Chasing someone and making more of a spectacle than me!”
The rain of rose petals continued without stopping, lasting for ten minutes with no sign of stopping. Many people nearby the set were drawn over, inching closer to look up.
Soon, this scene climbed onto the trending searches, eliciting envy from countless young girls and older women alike.
Everyone was imagining themselves in the shoes of the girl named Qiao Jing, wishing they were the protagonist of this ordeal.
Another ten minutes passed, and the director, seeing the petals piling up so much that they were almost covering the shoes, exclaimed.
Did they bring all the roses in the entire capital here?
“Seriously, when will this end? Renting this space costs money, and this delay is going to cost a fortune!”
The director called over the stage manager, “Check who is doing this and tell them to stop immediately.”
They couldn’t have picked any other time but had to cause a stir just when their big boss was here, were they deliberately making trouble?
He was sure the big boss was watching by now.
Speaking of the devil, just as the director thought this, he saw Zhan Qipei walking towards them through the rain of rose petals.
This was bad, the delay had been so long, the boss was surely angry.
The director hurried towards Zhan Qipei, “President Zhan, this, I don’t know who’s behind this tiresome stunt. If I catch them, I will—”
Before the director could finish, Qiao Jing’s voice suddenly rose from behind him.
“Aren’t you bored? All these roses didn’t cost you anything?”
Talking about throwing flowers, but pulling a stunt with that kind of banner, what was that all about?
Luckily she had a strong ability to endure, otherwise she would have walked away long ago.
Zhan Qipei turned to Qiao Jing with an indulgently tender smile, “Do you like it?”
The director, caught in the middle, blinked and after comprehending, he stepped back once, then again, looking at Qiao Jing then at Zhan Qipei, suddenly recalling his earlier words.
“Tell them to stop.” Qiao Jing looked up at the helicopters above.
“Do you like it? Answer me first,” Zhan Qipei stepped forward, gazing at Qiao Jing with adoring eyes without blinking.
Ming Youling’s eyes were already red with jealousy, but what could she do? Zhan Qipei didn’t like her, and if she imprudently tried to get closer, it might just burn her.
Cao Feiyu eyed Zhan Qipei, thinking, Who is this guy? Where did he pop up from? His looks could even compete with his own!
But none of that was the point; the real question was, what exactly was the relationship between this guy and Qiao Jing?
Qiao Jing slightly furrowed her brow, “First, tell them to stop.”
“First, answer me,” Zhan Qipei insisted.
“What if I don’t answer first?” Qiao Jing raised her eyebrows, showing no intention of yielding to Zhan Qipei.
Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei faced each other, neither willing to back down.
The director standing aside thought to himself, oh Alexander! Thinking this girl was truly a female hero!
Truthfully, he had never seen anyone dare to confront Zhan Qipei .
Zhan Qipei’s eyebrows revealed a hint of helplessness, “Should I have them stop first?”
Is he backing down already?
The director opened his mouth wide, clearly more surprised than when Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei had just arrived.
Qiao Jing was also stunned; she hadn’t expected Zhan Qipei to concede first.
This man… hasn’t he always been domineering?
Through this incident, Qiao Jing’s impression of Zhan Qipei changed somewhat.
The rose petals rained down, and Ming Youling looked at Qiao Jing with eyes full of extreme jealousy, wishing she could switch places with Qiao Jing.
There is no limit to jealousy, only more jealousy. Cao Feiyu came beside Qiao Jing, glanced at Zhan Qipei, then back at Qiao Jing.
“Xiao Jingjing, who is this? Why do you have so many admirers? Let me count, 1, 2… 8, 9…”
The more Cao Feiyu counted, the darker Zhan Qipei’s face became.
What to do if his wife is too popular?
This question had troubled him until now.
“Compared to you, are my admirers enough to look at?” Qiao Jing raised an eyebrow and retorted.
“It’s different, I’m a public figure, you—ah!” Cao Feiyu suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened as he stared at Zhan Qipei and exclaimed, “Is he the one from the Zhan Family?!”
Qiao Jing nodded, admitting it.
Having received Qiao Jing’s affirmative answer, Cao Feiyu’s eyes widened even more.
“Then, are you still going to divorce him?”
Before, he had thought that Qiao Jing and the man from the Zhan Family were married only because of their elders’ arrangements, and that neither the man nor the woman had special feelings for each other.
But now the developments far exceeded his imagination.
Look at all these rose petals scattered on the ground, they were almost covering his feet.
And those two helicopters carrying banners.
Qiao Jing is his woman—
Listen to that domineering tone, it’s clear he’s pursuing Qiao Jing.
No wonder, after all, Qiao Jing is so outstanding; it’s no surprise that the guy from the Zhan Family suddenly found her likable.
It wasn’t different before, a lot of excellent men were chasing Qiao Jing.
All these are not the point, the point is Qiao Jing’s attitude herself.
If Qiao Jing doesn’t agree, even if a prince comes, she would tell him to mind his own business.
“Wait until the day comes.” Qiao Jing responded.
Qiao Jing’s answer pleased Cao Feiyu, but it darkened Zhan Qipei’s face when he heard it.
But it was only for a few breaths’ time, as Zhan Qipei quickly adjusted himself.
“Are you cooking tonight, or should we go out to eat?”
“I don’t feel like cooking today,” Qiao Jing thought for a moment and responded.
“Alright, then let’s go out to eat. A place with local specialties recently opened in the Western Suburbs, want to try it out?” Zhan Qipei suggested.
Cao Feiyu watched the super natural dialogue between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei, feeling that their relationship seemed extraordinarily close.
He wondered if Qiao Jing was starting to be won over by Zhan Qipei, little by little?
This thought scared Cao Feiyu, and he quickly pulled Qiao Jing aside.
“Xiao Jingjing, you couldn’t possibly have fallen for him, have you?”
“Which eye of yours saw that?” Qiao Jing glanced at Cao Feiyu, speechless.