Chapter 211: Chapter 204: The Answer Qiao Jing Gave
Qiao Jing fixed her gaze on the man, whose eyes were profound, his dark pupils reflecting only her, as if they couldn’t contain anyone else.
The water droplets from the man’s hair trickled down his forehead to his face, over his nose, yet he paid no heed, just kept staring intently at Qiao Jing.
Lu Zijiao scratched the back of his head, and began to inwardly meditate.
The atmosphere stiffened, and the man continued to stand in the rain, watching, and inexplicably, Qiao Jing’s anger flared up.
“If I don’t answer today, will you just stand here in the rain forever?”
Zhan Qipei didn’t speak, continuing to gaze unwaveringly at Qiao Jing.
Two seconds later, Qiao Jing turned and walked away.
“This—” Now Lu Zijiao was more anxious than the emperor himself!
Isn’t that too heartless?
No wonder his older brother never dared to confess his feelings to Qiao Jing. It wasn’t that his brother was too meek to confess, but that even if he did confess, he would only be rebuffed.
If he wasn’t mistaken, his brother was worried that after confessing, they couldn’t even be friends anymore.
This was very obvious from Zhan Qipei’s demeanor. Look at Young Master Zhan, he chased her to this extent, only to end up .
What does this imply? It could only mean that Qiao Jing was truly out of most people’s league.
Zhan Qipei watched the increasingly distant silhouette of the girl, his expression becoming even more somber.
Lu Zijiao walked up to Zhan Qipei, patted him on the shoulder, and just as Lu Zijiao was thinking of how to console Zhan Qipei, Qiao Jing, who had walked some distance, suddenly stopped.
Zhan Qipei’s scattered gaze refocused sharply on Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing slightly opened her mouth and uttered a word.
Qiao Jing gave her answer!
It was him, Zhan Qipei!!!
A dazzling light flashed in the depths of Zhan Qipei’s somber eyes as he strode towards Qiao Jing, his long legs covering the ground in quick steps.
“You, are you serious?”
Qiao Jing turned around, looked at Zhan Qipei, “You saved me before, it’s only reasonable that I save you in return.”
Qiao Jing’s explanation wasn’t about her being cold and heartless, but rather that she had no romantic feelings for Zhan Qipei. Since there were no such feelings, there was no need for ambiguity.
So, this was her explanation.
Zhan Qipei didn’t care about Qiao Jing’s explanation. Whatever the reason, Qiao Jing had given him the answer he most wanted.
Merely this, was already enough.
“I really do have a special place in your heart,” Zhan Qipei said, laughter escaping as he grasped Qiao Jing’s shoulders.
Qiao Jing looked down at the hand on her shoulder, frowning slightly, but she didn’t rush to shake him off.
“The rain is getting heavier, let’s go back.”
“Okay,” Zhan Qipei’s hand slid from Qiao Jing’s shoulder to grasp her hand.
Lu Zijiao watched the pair get into the car, smirked, shook his head and muttered to himself, “I worried over nothing for them, only to be fed a face full of dog food in the end.”
“Ah—big brother, oh big brother, look at Young Master Zhan, then look at yourself. I guess in this lifetime Qiao Jing is unlikely to become my sister-in-law.”
Wu Xirui arrived at the hotel entrance, his eyes containing a smile that was not quite a smile, watching the car disappear.
“This is just the first step, what follows…”
“Heh—” Wu Xirui’s mouth twitched upward, his face filled with a sinister smile.
After returning to Nantai Apartment, Zhan Qipei asked Qiao Jing to take a shower first.
Qiao Jing, too, had been drenched in rain. After quickly taking a hot shower, she stepped out of the bathroom and said, “You go wash.”
Zhan Qipei had been in the rain longer, and with winter not fully past, there was a good chance he might catch a cold in this weather.
“No rush.” Zhan Qipei had changed into a clean bathrobe, and his hair, having been wiped with a towel, was still a bit wet.
Qiao Jing, puzzled, sat across from Zhan Qipei, “Is there something you need to talk to me about?”
Zhan Qipei fell silent for two seconds before he spoke, “How exactly do you know Wu Xirui?”
Qiao Jing sensed something unusual in his tone, “Do you have a history with Wu Xirui?”
As soon as Qiao Jing asked this question, Zhan Qipei stood up and walked towards the balcony.
Seeing his attitude, Qiao Jing was even more sure of her guess—there was definitely something complex between Wu Xirui and Zhan Qipei.
“I was just asking, if it’s inconvenient for you to say, then never mind.”
Qiao Jing had barely finished speaking when Zhan Qipei’s voice followed.
“Actually, were it not for me, the person to inherit the Zhan family assets would have been my aunt.”
“Huh?” Qiao Jing expressed her confusion. Zhan Qipei had an aunt? Why had she never seen her? Nor had she heard anyone mention her.
Zhan Qipei continued from where he had left off, “My aunt was extraordinarily talented from a young age, always the top student in primary, secondary, and university studies. Not only that, but she also possessed an exceptional talent for business. She was fully dedicated to leading the Zhan family to new heights.”
Hearing this, Qiao Jing faintly picked up on something.
“What happened later?”
Qiao Jing guessed that her unawareness of Zhan Qipei’s aunt’s existence must be related to Zhan Qipei taking over as the head of the Zhan family.
“My grandfather also thought highly of my aunt, but in the end, he passed Zhan Corporation to me. My aunt, upset, left the capital with her family. Before leaving, she swore that one day, my grandfather would regret not entrusting the Zhan family to her.”
After hearing Zhan Qipei’s words, Qiao Jing thought her guess was indeed correct.
“Why then did your grandfather not pass the head position of the Zhan family to your aunt? Was it because she’s a woman?”
“That wasn’t it,” said Zhan Qipei. “My grandfather said that my aunt was too eager for quick success and immediate benefits. Though the company would undoubtedly prosper under her direction, it would also face major drawbacks.
How should I put it? My aunt’s business philosophy starkly contrasted with the original intentions my grandfather had when founding the company. She was too profit-oriented. For example,
Take Angel Welfare Institute. If my aunt were in charge, she wouldn’t care about personal sentiments; she would only pursue profits, and Angel Welfare Institute would definitely be demolished.”
Qiao Jing understood: Zhan Qipei’s aunt was someone who would do anything to achieve her goals, someone too cold and ruthless.
And Zhan Yuanshan was not that kind of person at all.
“What is Wu Xirui’s relationship with your aunt?” Qiao Jing pondered for a couple of seconds before asking.
“You guessed it?” Zhan Qipei was not at all surprised. As perceptive as Qiao Jing, with him explaining as much as he had, if she hadn’t guessed it, she wouldn’t be Qiao Jing.
“He’s my aunt’s son.”
Qiao Jing slightly furrowed her brows, connecting this to what Zhan Qipei had just shared, and the harsh words his aunt had left with.
“So, Wu Xirui came back here to take revenge on your Zhan family?”
Speaking of which, Wu Xirui had mentioned a couple of days ago that his sworn enemy would appear at the banquet.
Now it seemed that the ‘sworn enemy’ he referred to was Zhan Qipei.
Since he was Zhan Qipei’s aunt’s son, here in the capital for revenge, he surely knew about her relationship with Zhan Qipei.