Chapter 206: Chapter 199: The Retribution of Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei
“She and I are destined to be together,”
Hearing this answer, the rapidly changing expressions on Zhan Nanqing’s face were simply indescribable.
If she had to describe it, it was like the discomfort of overeating.
“Actually, the person who saved me wasn’t Lan Yinyin,” Zhan Qipei slowly explained.
“Hmm?” Zhan Nanqing was stunned for a moment. “Not Lan Yinyin? What do you mean?”
“Lan Yinyin approached me with ulterior motives, she’s very likely to be connected to the person who tried to assassinate me a while ago…”
The more Zhan Qipei spoke, the more shocked Zhan Nanqing became.
She really hadn’t expected such a huge conspiracy behind Lan Yinyin and couldn’t help feeling scared afterwards.
“Brother, when did you find out that Lan Yinyin wasn’t the one who saved you?”
“Ah?” Zhan Nanqing opened her mouth in surprise, “You knew from the beginning? Then why, why didn’t you expose her? Keeping her by your side, you—oh!”
Zhan Nanqing stopped mid-sentence, suddenly guessing Zhan Qipei’s intention.
“Are you trying to bide your time and catch the big fish?”
“But how did you know she wasn’t the one who saved you at that time?”
Zhan Nanqing clearly remembered that Zhan Qipei said the person who saved him had superb medical skills and was also highly skilled in combat, and there were few people who could meet such criteria.
Lan Yinyin fitted these criteria and even gave a rough account of the incident back then, so how did her brother figure out that Lan Yinyin wasn’t the one who saved him?
“Because the one who saved me was Qiao Jing,” Zhan Qipei said, looking at the image of Qiao Jing on the computer desktop, his mouth curving into a smile and his eyes revealing an undeniable affection.
Zhan Nanqing’s eyes instantly widened in astonishment.
So that was the reason!
At the same time, Zhan Nanqing finally understood something—no wonder her brother had fallen for Qiao Jing. It turned out to be an act of gratitude for saving his life.
Zhan Nanqing lifted her hand and patted her own head.
“How did I not guess this before?”
Qiao Jing was incredibly skilled; it wasn’t the first or second time she had seen Qiao Jing in action. It was simply awesome.
And Qiao Jing’s medical skills, the unparalleled Divine Doctor Jing…
Zhan Nanqing received another message from Su Manhan tagging her.
“Nanqing, what are you up to? Why haven’t you popped up? I’m asking you, what are Qiao Jing’s weaknesses and flaws?”
Zhan Nanqing’s thoughts came back, and she typed a message without hesitation and sent it.
“Qiao Jing’s weakness is that she is too strong, there are not many men who can hold their own against her.”
Upon seeing this message, both Su Manhan and Lou Xinrou were mentally stuck, unable to react at all.
The workday was over.
Today Zhan Qipei was held up with work and couldn’t come to pick up Qiao Jing.
“Where are you going? I’ll drive you home,” Zhan Nanqing said to Qiao Jing, who was ready to call a taxi.
“No need, I’m planning to visit the welfare institution.”
Lin Xiuxiang and Tang Yan had just set a date for their marriage, and she wanted to go help with the preparations.
“Oh, then do you want me to take you there?” Zhan Nanqing asked again.
Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Nanqing with curiosity, sizing her up from head to toe.
Zhan Nanqing felt goosebumps all over from Qiao Jing’s intense gaze.
“What are you doing, why are you looking at me like that?”
Qiao Jing smiled slightly, “Are you being so nice to me now?”
She’s being nice to Qiao Jing now?!
The words made Zhan Nanqing feel incredibly uncomfortable, and the back of her ears even started to redden.
“Who, who’s being nice to you? Don’t flatter yourself! I’m not!”
After speaking, Zhan Nanqing pulled open the car door, got in, stepped on the gas pedal, and vanished in a cloud of smoke.
Qiao Jing chuckled and shook her head, continuing to wait for a taxi by the side of the road.
It might have been rush hour because Qiao Jing had been waiting for over ten minutes without a car in sight.
“Looks like I should take some time to learn how to use ride-hailing apps from Xiangxiang.”
Qiao Jing had hardly ever interacted with ride-hailing apps or games; people’s energy is limited, and she believed her abilities were limited too, capable only of engaging in scientific research, casually reading medical books, and, when tired or needing a break, going for a drive to relax.
As for the myriad of apps available on phones, she was neither willing nor had the energy to fiddle with them.
Qiao Jing waited another five or six minutes, but still couldn’t catch a taxi.
“Never mind, it’s just a forty-minute walk away, quite close actually. I’ll treat it as exercise.”
No sooner had Qiao Jing set off than the car parked by the roadside began to move slowly.
In the leading car, Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei kept their eyes fixed on Qiao Jing’s retreating figure.
“She’s alone now. The moment we get the chance, have them subdue her. She dared to hit me; I want to let her know the consequences of laying her hands on me!” Zhan Nan touched his face, which wasn’t hurting anymore after several days, but the sense of humiliation was still there.
“Brother, what if we really do ‘it’ to her and she goes and tells Big Brother Zhan what happened?” Zhan Bei worriedly said.
“Scared of what? Just blindfold her eyes, force her to swallow a couple of bottles of medicine. When she’s lost in a drunken stupor and burning with desire, unconscious, are you still afraid she’ll figure out it was us?”
“You’ve thought this through.”
Zhan Nan watched Qiao Jing’s silhouette with an expression of determined conquest.
To take a shortcut, Qiao Jing walked through quiet alleys and backstreets.
“Now’s the chance! Send them in! Be quick about it, throw a bag over her head, and bring her to the car.”
As Qiao Jing walked, she suddenly felt someone approaching from behind, and not just one person.
Qiao Jing immediately stopped and turned around to look.
“Ahh—” A scream followed.
The three strangers following her were all taken down by Wu Xirui.
“Quite a coincidence. I just happened to be driving by and saw them tailing you, so I conveniently took care of them all,” Wu Xirui said while taking a handkerchief from his pocket and meticulously wiping it.
Seeing Wu Xirui , Qiao Jing thought of Zhan Qipei.
Both men were not just handsome; they shared the same fastidiousness.
Qiao Jing stared intently at Wu Xirui. Although Wu Xirui was mixed-race and his hair color was different from that of a typical Asian, his eyes seemed somewhat similar to Zhan Qipei’s.
Wu Xirui looked up and caught Qiao Jing staring at him.
“What’s the matter? Is there dirt on my face? Or — are you seduced by my good looks?” Wu Xirui asked with a smile.
Qiao Jing indifferently withdrew her gaze and looked at the three men lying on the ground, saying to Wu Xirui, “Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, you’re going to treat my illness, and I stepped in to save you, consider it quid pro quo,” Wu Xirui said, his eyes then falling on the top of Qiao Jing’s head.
“Hmm?” Qiao Jing noticed Wu Xirui’s line of sight.
Why was he looking at her head? Did she have something on her head?
“Don’t move.” Wu Xirui said, raising his hand to pick a petal that had landed on Qiao Jing’s head.
“Click—” With the sound, Zhan Nan snapped a photo and sent it to Zhan Qipei.