Chapter 301: Chapter 291: Are Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing a Natural Match?
Xu Moqian looked up at the sky.
Yesterday he thought the sky was exceptionally blue, and his mood was great.
But today, even though the sky was still so azure, he felt as if everything inside him was pitch black.
It was definitely all because of Zhan Qipei!
Xu Moqian mentally drew several circles to curse Zhan Qipei, having cursed him thousands of times already, but he still had to go and apologize to him.
He let out a long sigh, elongating the sound.
“Ah— in this wide world, Sister Jing is still the greatest—”
Xu Moqian started his car, preparing to go to Qiao Jing’s place, when suddenly he remembered it was a workday.
At this time, Zhan Qipei definitely wouldn’t be at home, so he made a U-turn and headed in the direction of Zhan Corporation.
Zhan Qipei was dealing with work on his laptop when his office door was suddenly knocked.
Tang Yan walked in with a strange expression, looking at his boss, unsure whether to speak or not.
After all, if he wasn’t mistaken, the relationship between his boss and the person outside was that of rivals.
Zhan Qipei noticed that Tang Yan had been silent for a rather long time and looked up at him.
Tang Yan was weirdly looking at him, causing Zhan Qipei’s typing to pause momentarily.
Only then did Tang Yan speak.
“Xu Moqian is outside.”
Zhan Qipei was somewhat surprised, he hadn’t yet gone to settle accounts with Xu Moqian, and the man had come to him instead, prompting him to raise an eyebrow.
Given Xu Moqian’s current situation, there was absolutely no way he had come to his company to discuss work.
Tang Yan nodded stiffly.
“Should I let him in?”
He just hoped there wouldn’t be a world war breaking out, or he might get caught in the crossfire.
Before Zhan Qipei had a chance to respond, the office door opened once more.
Xu Moqian walked in like he owned the place, noticing Zhan Qipei sitting on his office chair in silence, he humphed twice.
“You took so long to let me in, I had to come in myself then.”
He believed Zhan Qipei had deliberately kept him waiting outside!
Xu Moqian dared not say this out loud, though, in case Zhan Qipei went to tattle to Sister Jing and he ended up in trouble.
But surely Zhan Qipei wasn’t some elementary schooler, resorting to tattling , right?
Xu Moqian looked around the office, expressing his dissatisfaction.
“Your office environment isn’t bad, but it’s too plain, nothing in it. Your taste really isn’t that great, too boring.”
No sooner had he finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and from the corner of his eye noticed the fruit bowl on the table. Without any hesitation, he grabbed an apple and started eating.
After finishing the apple, Xu Moqian grabbed a few grapes and tossed them into his mouth, with no intention of explaining why he was there.
Zhan Qipei watched Xu Moqian’s behavior, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his deep voice echoed in the office.
“What do you want with me?”
Xu Moqian didn’t stop peeling the orange, humming through his nose and muttered a complaint.
“Pfft, you think I’m happy to come looking for you? I don’t want to see you, so don’t flatter yourself.
If it wasn’t for Sister Jing, I wouldn’t bother coming.”
Upon hearing Qiao Jing’s name, Zhan Qipei stalled for a moment and took his hands off the keyboard.
“What does she want you to do?”
He knew that the issue with the divorce agreement was Xu Moqian’s doing, so why did Qiao Jing have him come over?
Was she not worried that he would hold a grudge over this and start a conflict with Xu Moqian?
Xu Moqian sneered at Zhan Qipei with disdain, muttering to himself, did he really dare to pretend he didn’t know why he was here?
Really, taking advantage and playing innocent.
If it wasn’t for Sister Jing, why would I even come here?
“Have me come over to apologize, what else could it be?”
Xu Moqian threw a peeled orange into his mouth and reached for a bunch of grapes, spitting the seeds into the trash can as he ate.
His legs crossed at the ankles even gave a little shake, and in the end, he said reluctantly,
Zhan Qipei stared at Xu Moqian’s careless demeanor and remained silent.
Tang Yan, who tried to make himself invisible like wallpaper, was shocked by Xu Moqian’s purpose for being here—he had come to apologize.
But after seeing Xu Moqian’s attitude, he quietly sneered to himself.
I don’t know what you’re apologizing for, but what’s the deal with you ravaging the office fruit plate?
Zhan Qipei closed his notebook, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the nearly empty fruit plate.
“Is this your attitude for apologizing?”
Xu Moqian immediately became unhappy, tossing the grapes in his hand carelessly and rolling his eyes without any concern.
“Be grateful I’m apologizing at all, still picking on me? I, Young Master Xu, never apologize to anyone. If it weren’t for Sister Jing, I wouldn’t apologize for shit.”
With Xu Moqian’s lordly attitude, no one would believe he was here to apologize—it looked more like he was here to pick a fight.
Zhan Qipei didn’t care though and picked up his phone, turning on the camera.
“Fine, I’ll send a video of you apologizing to her right now.”
The moment Xu Moqian heard this, he jumped up infuriated and saw the camera aimed at him; he immediately pointed at Zhan Qipei.
“This is a matter between us men, don’t drag Sister Jing into it! You’re acting like a little schoolboy tattling to the teacher? So childish!”
He had thought Zhan Qipei wasn’t that childish, at least not to the point of complaining to Qiao Jing.
But who would have thought, not only is this guy childish, he’s damn petty too!
Zhan Qipei agreed with the first point and nodded, but didn’t put down his phone.
“You’re right, this is a matter between us men, implying that because of your actions, I misunderstood my wife, causing us to have a dispute, making her suffer.
I’m doing this as revenge for her. I took a photo of you just now, and if you don’t apologize properly, I’ll have it sent out.”
Xu Moqian blurted out a “f*ck” in disbelief, his eyes widening as he lowered the leg he had been resting.
“It’s come to this?! I thought I was shameless enough, but you’re even more shameless than me, you lowlife!”
He glared fiercely at Zhan Qipei, refusing to back down.
Zhan Qipei also fixed his gaze on Xu Moqian, his dark eyes inscrutable.
Tang Yan, seeing his worrying premonition come true, wanted to slap his own fortune-telling mouth.
Caught between the two men, he glanced at Zhan Qipei, then at Xu Moqian, wondering if he should leave…
But without a word from Zhan Qipei, he didn’t dare to leave the office casually; after all, it was he who had brought the person in, no wait, it was Xu Moqian who came in by himself.
Zhan Qipei leisurely swung his phone as his thin lips slowly emitted one word.
Zhan Qipei continued counting down.
This time Xu Moqian caught on. Sister Jing had threatened him with a countdown not so long ago! Was Zhan Qipei playing the same trick?
“What do you mean? Stop just counting down!”