Chapter 26: Chapter 25 Qiao Jing is Sick, Zhan Qipei’s Heartache
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It was indeed deliberate not to prepare breakfast for him.
Qiao Jing had no desire to engage with Zhan Qipei; she felt a bit overstuffed from breakfast and decided to take a walk outside, and maybe stop by the orphanage to see the children.
Qiao Jing had organized her plans well, but just as she reached the entrance of the residential district, she saw a middle-aged man furiously striding towards her.
“Qiao Jing, you sure put on airs! Your grandmother goes to see you in person, and you don’t hand over the money, even having her thrown out! How could I have fathered such an unfilial daughter?!”
The one picking a quarrel was none other than Qiao Jing’s biological father, Qiao Licheng.
Zhan Qipei arrived just in time to witness this scene and, from Qiao Licheng’s words, he also gleaned the nature of the relationship between Qiao Licheng and Qiao Jing.
It had nothing to do with him, anyway!
Zhan Qipei, holding his car keys, walked toward his own car.
“You gave birth to me, but you did not raise me,” Qiao Jing said expressionlessly to the father who shared with her the closest blood relationship.
“I’m still your father! And besides, it’s your own fault! You were born with a contagious disease, your mother was killed by you. If we hadn’t sent you away, should we all have died because of you? Would that satisfy you?” Qiao Licheng yelled, his words sharp as knives.
Qiao Jing’s expression suddenly turned cold.
Her mother’s death was her fault!!!
About this matter, her grandfather had spoken to her earnestly many times.
Her mother was not killed by her, every mother is great and selfless towards their child, her mother had cared for her out of love, willingly, so there was no need for her to blame herself…
Although that’s what was said, whenever she thought of this, she couldn’t stop herself from feeling terrible.
Zhan Qipei paused in the act of opening the car door and, after a few seconds of silence, couldn’t help but turn to look at Qiao Jing.
In that moment, the girl seemed even more slender and frail than usual, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, making him furrow his brows instinctively.
Qiao Licheng glanced at his watch and then, with an impatient face, ordered Qiao Jing, “I have an important meeting soon and don’t have time to waste with you. Hand over the money that the Zhan Family gave you, or else—”
“Or else what? Hm?” Qiao Jing, with a slightly lifted chin, hands in her pockets, looked at Qiao Licheng defiantly.
Provoked by Qiao Jing’s rebellious stance, Qiao Licheng, in a fit of anger, raised his hand to strike Qiao Jing’s face.
Zhan Qipei was startled and, acting faster than he could think, took a step toward Qiao Jing.
The distance was somewhat great; it would be difficult to arrive in time.
Annoyed, Qiao Jing lifted her hand and swept it, causing Qiao Licheng to stagger and fall back.
Seeing that Qiao Jing was not in immediate danger anymore, Zhan Qipei stopped in time.
Qiao Licheng glared at Qiao Jing with disbelieving eyes, “You dare to fight back?”
Qiao Jing took out her phone, dialed 110 in front of Qiao Licheng, “I’ll count to three, and you disappear from my sight. Otherwise, I will expose the fact that you abandoned me years ago.”
“You dare?!” Qiao Licheng roared at Qiao Jing, unable to contain his rage.
“What wouldn’t I dare? Saying that I killed my mother, the fact that Qiao Mengtong and I are the same age, when you go down to the netherworld in the future, how will you explain to my mother? Oh, that’s wrong, someone as kind as my mother is definitely in heaven. And you, who betrayed your wife and threw your own flesh and blood into the snow to fend for herself, such an inhuman scoundrel will surely go to Hell! How could you possibly meet my mother!” Qiao Jing said, mocking Qiao Licheng with cold irony.
Qiao Licheng, riled by humiliation, raised his hand again, intent on slapping Qiao Jing a second time.
Just then, before Qiao Jing could strike back, her wrist was suddenly grasped by a strong force, pulled and guided behind a broad male figure.
Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Qipei with a bewildered expression.
This thought flitted through Qiao Jing’s mind, bringing with it a mix of astonishment and an indescribable stirring.
Zhan Qipei held Qiao Licheng’s descending hand tightly, his pupils sharp and his eyes emitting a chill.
Zhan Qipei knew all too well how heavy Qiao Licheng’s slap was.
If that slap had landed on Qiao Jing’s face, her delicate skin would surely have swollen for ten days and a half.
This Qiao Licheng was indeed cruel to raise his hand so heavily!
“Who are you? I’m disciplining my daughter. What right do you have to interfere?!” Qiao Licheng yanked his hand back and once more shouted at Qiao Jing, “Come here to me, I will teach you a good lesson today!”