Chapter 390: Chapter 379: Qiao Jing’s Rebellious Maneuver Chapter 390: Chapter 379: Qiao Jing’s Rebellious Maneuver “Hey, bro, why don’t you buy some super glue and stick yourself to Qiao Jing? You have to follow her even to the bathroom? Are you gonna help her pull down her pants too?”
When Qiao Jing heard Zhan Nanqing’s last sentence, her temples twitched involuntarily.
And to think, this dog of a man actually considered helping her with her pants before!
Zhan Qipei’s expression darkened as he glanced at Zhan Nanqing.
That look clearly said, mind your own business.
Zhan Nanqing shrugged his shoulders, too lazy to argue with Zhan Qipei anymore, and started browsing his phone.
Qiao Jing rolled her eyes speechlessly, her lips twitching almost imperceptibly.
If Zhan Qipei still followed her, she wouldn’t hesitate to tie him up and throw him into a room.
This man was just too clingy…
Only then did Zhan Qipei stop in his tracks and went back to sit on the couch.
He adhered to the principle of ‘must listen to my wife’s words, except during special circumstances.’
When Qiao Jing came out of the bathroom, she touched her stomach, feeling quite full from the meal.
She walked into the garden to take a stroll and noticed someone sitting on a bench.
The person was a boy, facing away from her, his phone shaking in his hands now and then.
She could feel his excitement, and he occasionally blurted out several swearwords.
“Damn it! Go attack! Why are you hiding behind?!”
“You bunch of noobs! Why even play? You’d be better off screwing bolts in a factory!”
Qiao Jing stood there, already recognizing who it was.
Just as she was about to take her walk elsewhere, she suddenly heard rapid footsteps behind her.
Before she could turn around, a somewhat youthful voice rang out.
Qiao Jing turned around and looked at Zeng Xiangyang, who fit the sunny-boy type, except…
Zeng Xiangyang was frowning deeply, one hand holding his phone, the other clutching his stomach.
His face was a mask of pain, and seeing that Qiao Jing wasn’t responding, he blurted out.
“Ah, regardless of who you are, can you finish this game for me first? My stomach is killing me; I need to run to the bathroom.”
Although he wanted to go AFK because his team was so bad, it would cost him credibility points.
He had already lost many credibility points from cursing people out, and if he went AFK now, his credibility wouldn’t be enough to let him play anymore, which would truly be a death sentence for him.
Qiao Jing glanced at Zeng Xiangyang’s phone screen and saw that he was playing a very popular game, ‘King of Glory.’
She answered truthfully.
“I’ve only played a few times.”
In the past, Ni Yue had also dragged her into playing a few rounds, making her play several characters, but in total, she had only played five characters.
Zeng Xiangyang froze, and after processing this, he looked at Qiao Jing with an utterly disdainful expression.
“Only played a few times?! Aren’t you the noob of all noobs? If I let you play, can you even win for me…”
Suddenly, his stomach rumbled loudly again. He gritted his teeth and shoved the phone into Qiao Jing’s hands.
“Forget it, just don’t feed the enemy, I’ll be right back!”
After dropping these words, he dashed toward the bathroom.
Qiao Jing picked up her phone, hesitating for a moment before sitting down next to the chair and starting to control the character.
On the other side, in the toilet, Zeng Xiangyang was preoccupied with his own game.
After using the toilet, he casually washed his hands and started running towards the garden.
When he saw Qiao Jing’s back, he grumbled internally.
He had no idea how she messed up his game, and if she had fed a bunch of kills, he probably would’ve cursed outright!
He ran to Qiao Jing’s side, and without a word, snatched his phone back from her hands.
Zeng Xiangyang scoffed disdainfully and rolled his eyes.
“Let me see what kind of mess you’ve made, rookie. Don’t tell me you’ve fed them a dozen—”
He hadn’t finished his sentence when he saw the game’s settlement screen and realized he was the MVP!
He scanned the scores casually and was speechless after seeing his teammates’ negative scores.
It wasn’t until he saw his own score that he was stunned.
His eyes were glued to the score screen as he looked back and forth multiple times, then turned to look at Qiao Jing and opened his mouth.
“Holy crap?! Were you the one playing?! Twenty kills, three deaths?!”
Before he went to the toilet, he had only managed five kills and died three times. By the time he came back…
This meant that the woman in front of him hadn’t died even once while playing and had claimed fifteen more kills?!
That wasn’t even the main point; the main point was that he was playing as Gongsun Li, a character that was difficult to handle.
Moreover, with four inept teammates, this woman was essentially fighting one against nine, and still managed such impressive results to carry the team?!
Qiao Jing glanced indifferently at the phone screen and hummed.
While playing, she had checked the skill descriptions carefully and memorized them; just being cautious about the enemy’s movements was no trouble at all.
The game was quite simple indeed.
Zeng Xiangyang’s face, initially full of disdain, immediately switched to admiration. His eyes shone as he stared incessantly at Qiao Jing, then shoved the phone back into her hands again.
“Play another round for me, I want to see if it was really you.”
Qiao Jing rejected his request and handed the phone back to Zeng Xiangyang.
“There’s only me here; if I wasn’t the one playing, do you think a ghost helped you play?”
If she wasn’t mistaken, the boy in front of her was Zeng Xiangyang, the one obsessed with games.
She could also tell that, when she took the phone, it was very hot to the touch, clearly it had been played for a long time.
Zeng Xiangyang put the phone aside, clasped his hands together, and made a pitiful expression.
“I didn’t mean that I don’t believe you, it’s just that you played so well, even better than me, so I was a bit skeptical.
But now I believe you. I’m just two matches away from reaching the King of Glory rank, please help me,” he begged.
Looking at Zeng Xiangyang’s face, Qiao Jing couldn’t help but be moved.
The Zhan Family genes really were something; Zeng Xiangyang had a puppy-dog look, and with his pitiful expression, it was hard for anyone to refuse.
Zeng Xiangyang, seeing that Qiao Jing didn’t respond, became very anxious and continued to pester.
“What’s your name? You’re Qiao Jing, right?”
He paused, his eyes darting around, and then he flashed a sly smile.
“Mom and I were talking, and she said my cousin-in-law is as beautiful as a goddess, super pretty, and now I think so too. You’re not only good-looking but also great at gaming, so please, help me with just two more matches. If it weren’t for those useless teammates, I’d be at the King of Glory rank by now, but since you can even carry them, you’re definitely better than me!”
Qiao Jing was really at her wit’s end and ended up helping him play another two rounds.