Chapter 219: Chapter 212: Qiao Jing, Go to Hell!
“Qiao Jing?” After calling out the name, Zhan Qipei immediately sobered up a considerable amount.
“You’re not Qiao Jing,” his face grew dark.
Although he was drunk right now, his mind muddled and his vision blurry,
he could feel that the person lying on the bed was definitely not Qiao Jing.
“Who are you? Why are you here? Get out.”
Lan Yinyin lifted the blanket, and Zhan Qipei quickly turned away.
With a “bang”—the door was kicked open from the outside.
Qiao Jing stood at the doorway, her gaze instantly drawn to Lan Yinyin lying on the bed.
“Holy shit! Are my eyes deceiving me?” Xu Moqian quickly turned away, covering his eyes and wailing loudly.
“Sister Jing, I swear I didn’t see anything just now! Zhan Qipei must have seen it all! He’s tainted!”
This Xu Moqian, clearly having seen everything, still had the gall to place the blame on his own head.
Zhan Qipei looked towards Qiao Jing, “I didn’t see anything.”
Qiao Jing saw very clearly that right after she kicked the door open, the man was facing away from the bed, towards her side.
Of course, none of these details were her main concern.
The focus was the woman lying on the bed.
Qiao Jing’s eyes fixed on the woman’s face, which bore a startling resemblance to her own.
“She’s had plastic surgery.”
As the Divine Doctor Jing, Qiao Jing realized at a glance that Lan Yinyin had gone under the knife.
Both Zhan Qipei and Xu Moqian were smart men, and they both read the hint of conspiracy and scheming behind Qiao Jing’s words at once.
To deliberately undergo plastic surgery to look like Qiao Jing, and then strip and crawl into Zhan Qipei’s bed…
“Who exactly are you?” Qiao Jing approached the bed, looking down at Lan Yinyin with disdain.
“I just got a phone call saying they sent a call girl here, so—” Lan Yinyin hadn’t finished her sentence when Qiao Jing cut her off.
“Stop making up stories, how did you get in just now? You used a room card, didn’t you?” Qiao Jing’s sharp gaze was firmly trained on Lan Yinyin.
Lan Yinyin bit her lip hard, her eyes filled with boundless hatred for Qiao Jing.
All because of Qiao Jing! If not for her, her face wouldn’t have had to endure so many knives.
Heavens knew how much she hated her own face now, so much so that she didn’t want to look in the mirror every morning.
Before coming here, Wu Xirui had made it very clear to her. If she failed this mission again, they would throw her into the sea to feed the sharks.
It was a matter of life and death either way! Better to take someone down with her before dying.
With this thought, Lan Yinyin sprang out of bed with a roll, leapt off, and in a frenzy of rage, lunged towards Qiao Jing.
“Qiao Jing, just die!”
Qiao Jing’s brows chilled, she knew who she was?
While Qiao Jing was pondering who the other party could be, Lan Yinyin was already charging at her.
“Out of my way!” Zhan Qipei turned, delivering a kick to Lan Yinyin’s chest.
“Ahh—” Lan Yinyin’s screams erupted like a pig being slaughtered, as her body flew backward as if hit by a speeding train, and crashed heavily against the wall.
Xu Moqian turned his head to look at Lan Yinyin, and immediately gasped in shock.
“Hiss—Zhan Qipei, that kick was way too harsh, wasn’t it? Her figure was actually not bad, but look what your kick has done, it’s all caved in, can’t even tell men from women now.”
In her groggy state, Lan Yinyin, hearing what Xu Moqian said, looked down at herself and with that one glance, she was completely done for.
Qiao Jing’s gaze shifted from Lan Yinyin and turned to Zhan Qipei. Before she could speak, the man had already collapsed onto her.
“I’m drunk, take me back.”
“Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Why are you taking advantage of Sister Jing? Let go of her, if you don’t let go, I’m going to fight you!” After several yells from Xu Moqian, unable to bear it any longer, he started pulling on Zhan Qipei’s clothing.
“Old Four, stop messing around, he really is drunk,” Qiao Jing said, her eyes signaling Xu Moqian to stop.
“Sister Jing, he is taking advantage of you, and you’re still defending him?” Xu Moqian was about to explode with anger.
Qiao Jing cast a sidelong glance at the man’s half-drunken, handsome face and remembered the scenes of when the man had taken care of her when she was sick.
“I’ll take him back first.”
Xu Moqian’s eyes widened as much as possible. He had made his point so clear, yet Qiao Jing still intended to take Zhan Qipei back.
And now the two of them were basically clinging together.
Also, where was Zhan Qipei’s hand?
Having it on Qiao Jing’s waist was one thing, but to hold her so tightly was clearly an attempt to take advantage of her, wasn’t it?
“Sister Jing, let me handle him. You two being … it’s not appropriate.”
Heaven knows how envious and jealous Xu Moqian was of Zhan Qipei at that moment; he had known Qiao Jing for so many years and had never been so close and intimate with her.
Look at the chin Zhan Qipei rested on Qiao Jing’s collarbone. Just now, he wasn’t sure if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but he thought he saw Zhan Qipei’s mouth sweep intentionally or unintentionally over the girl’s body.
He thought he must have seen it wrong, right? If Zhan Qipei really intended to kiss Qiao Jing, would she still be so composed? She’d certainly toss him away on the spot.
“Never mind, he has a phobia of germs; he won’t let you touch him,” Qiao Jing’s words interrupted Xu Moqian’s thoughts.
Xu Moqian’s eyes instantly widened to the extreme, his look full of disbelief.
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Xu Moqian couldn’t stand it any longer!
“Sister Jing, he’s faking it; I just saw him open his eyes. Throw him away quickly!”
Qiao Jing cast a sidelong glance at Zhan Qipei’s face, the man had his eyes closed, and his breath was tinged with the smell of alcohol.
“Old Four, stop making a fuss, you’re overthinking it. I live with him every day, if anything were going to happen, it would have happened by now. Besides, do you think he could force himself on me if I didn’t want him to? You really underestimate me, don’t you?”
“No, it’s not that, not that at all! Sister Jing, you’re underestimating men in this respect. Even though you have strong combat power, men are just no good, really, listen to me!”
Hearing Xu Moqian essentially cursing himself, Qiao Jing’s expression was quite subtle, and in the end, she still ignored him and helped Zhan Qipei back to Nantai Apartment.
Worried, Xu Moqian followed Qiao Jing all the way home.
“Why are you following along?” asked Qiao Jing as she helped the man to the bed.
No sooner had she spoken than she suddenly pulled him to the bed and pulled up the covers.
Xu Moqian was stunned, watching the covers constantly changing shapes, seething with rage.
“Zhan Qipei, you bastard! How dare you bully my Sister Jing!”
Xu Moqian pulled back the covers with a swoosh, just in time to see Zhan Qipei pinning Qiao Jing beneath him and kissing her.
Xu Moqian instantly felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.