Chapter 436: Chapter 425: The scene where two people’s heart rates accelerate before sleep Chapter 436: Chapter 425: The scene where two people’s heart rates accelerate before sleep Zhan Qipei furrowed his brow tightly, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the clothes in Qiao Jing’s hands.
“After seeing the clothes, I knew, so I contacted someone in advance.”
Qiao Jing frowned delicately.
“Can they find the person?”
The drone was remotely controlled and could potentially operate from several hundred meters away.
Though the unmanned aerial vehicle seemed to flee in a rush, its body shaking continuously, its approach had been very steady, and judging by its appearance, it was not hard to tell that it had high-performance capabilities.
If the drone came from far away from the residential area, the security guards might not find anyone. If they failed to catch this person, more women’s clothes might be victimized.
Zhan Qipei’s thin lips were pressed into a straight line without a curve. His face softened in an instant when facing Qiao Jing.
He reached out and re-hung her clothes.
“Yes, he’s inside the residential area, can’t get out.”
Just as Qiao Jing was about to say something, Zhan Qipei’s phone rang.
A look of surprise flooded her eyes. Had they caught the person so quickly?
After picking up the phone, Zhan Qipei’s expression darkened once again.
The guard hastily responded several times, his background noise laced with a few curse words.
“President Zhan, we’ve caught him. We’re calling the cops now to handle this, to send him over.”
Zhan Qipei grunted in response and hung up the phone without another word.
“Don’t worry, we’ve caught the person.”
Who would have thought someone would dare to steal from his home?
And to show up on the very day he had washed Qiao Jing’s undergarments?
Qiao Jing nodded, glancing at her undergarments.
Fortunately, she and Zhan Qipei had just happened to be on the balcony; otherwise, she wouldn’t have known her clothes had been stolen.
She had thought the security in the residential area was good enough, yet someone still managed to slip in.
But that drone was dark and inconspicuous at night, difficult for anyone to notice.
If it hadn’t been for the faint sound of the drone’s propellers, she would have gone back to the living room already.
The frown on Zhan Qipei’s brow didn’t relax, but instead grew even tighter.
“I’ll go take care of this matter.”
Since they dared to steal his wife’s clothes, he would personally intervene.
Qiao Jing responded with a nod and continued to sit on the sofa watching TV.
She knew what Zhan Qipei intended to do. Once he got involved, the thief was very likely to receive a harsher sentence—a fine reprieve from her having to lift a finger.
Nonetheless, the thief was getting what he deserved.
Zhan Qipei put on his coat and, with a face as cold as the biting wind, left the house.
Qiao Jing sat on the sofa watching the news for a while, when sleepiness suddenly overtook her.
She yawned, ready to turn off the TV and go back to her room to sleep, when a piece of news on the screen caught her attention.
The anchor’s voice was filled with joy, his expression lively as he announced:
“We’ve just received word that the underwear thief has been brought to justice. The last place he appeared was in the Nantai Residential Area. After being caught by the guards, he was taken to the police station, and his previous records were even uncovered, leading to a speedy sentencing! Five to ten years!”
After watching the news, a hint of surprise appeared on Qiao Jing’s face as she looked up at the clock on the wall.
Zhan Qipei hadn’t been gone half an hour, and the thief’s records had already been turned upside down.
True to Zhan Qipei’s reputation.
Qiao Jing turned off the TV and stood up to walk to her room.
Before she had taken a few steps, her phone rang.
She yawned again and saw that the caller was Zhan Qipei, so she tapped to answer.
From the other end of the phone came the man’s slightly heavy breathing.
Hearing Zhan Qipei’s voice, Qiao Jing rolled her eyes in silence.
“What’s wrong? Why does your voice sound like that?”
How could this son of a bitch be making such a sound? Was he trying to get people’s minds wandering?
After taking a couple of deep breaths, Zhan Qipei’s voice returned to normal.
“Someone was in the elevator just now, so I ran up the stairs. I’m very tired now, can you come and open the door for me?”
Qiao Jing responded, hung up the phone, and shuffled in her slippers toward the door.
As soon as she opened the door, a figure fell onto her.
She couldn’t hold back another yawn, pushed the man a bit, and found that he remained listlessly unresponsive.
Just now she heard that son of a bitch catching his breath, so he must have recovered.
Moreover, the floor they lived on wasn’t that high, and for someone with Zhan Qipei’s stamina, going up the stairs should have been a piece of cake.
She was starting to doubt the sincerity of Zhan Qipei’s claim of being tired.
Zhan Qipei heard the tiredness and suspicion in Qiao Jing’s words. Without time to explain himself and wanting to let her rest, he quickly stood up straight.
“Are you sleepy? I’ll make you a cup of hot milk so you can sleep afterward.”
After drinking a bowl of hot milk, Qiao Jing realized it was just past nine o’clock.
Normally, this would be her time for reading medical books.
But now, with three babies in her belly, she couldn’t keep the same schedule as before.
She was about to lie down and rest when her phone suddenly beeped.
Qiao Jing didn’t plan to reply, thinking she could reply after waking up tomorrow.
But just as she was lifting the blanket, her phone beeped again.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Jing opened her phone and saw a message from Zhan Nanqing.
“Qiao Jing, are you free tomorrow?”
“My mom and I want to take you to Zhouhuan Restaurant for breakfast, but we have to go early, or it’ll be crowded. I’m letting you know in advance.”
Upon seeing the words “Zhouhuan Restaurant”, a ripple surged in the depths of Qiao Jing’s eyes.
A moment later, she replied with a simple “okay”.
It had been a long time since she last visited Zhouhuan Restaurant, and this would be a good opportunity to go check it out.
However, she needed to let Zhan Qipei know in advance.
After all, Zhan Qipei had taken over the responsibility for making breakfast and dinner at home, and due to her pregnancy-induced sleepiness, her waking time had been pushed back significantly.
Qiao Jing didn’t go to find Zhan Qipei in person but sent him a message instead.
“You don’t need to prepare breakfast for me tomorrow morning.”
After sending the message, she put the phone back on the nightstand and turned off the bedroom light.
She had just closed her eyes for a few minutes when she heard the sound of a door opening.
Qiao Jing slowly opened her eyes, but because the bedroom was lit only by a nightlight, the light was dim.
She could only vaguely see a tall figure at the door, approaching her side.
It wasn’t until the man was close that Qiao Jing could see Zhan Qipei’s attire clearly.
Zhan Qipei was shirtless at the moment, revealing a muscular chest, with water droplets rolling down his collarbone. A few even dripped onto her bed.
Qiao Jing decisively closed her eyes; she didn’t want this image in her head before sleep.
“I’m going to sleep. What are you doing here?”
Zhan Qipei watched her closed her eyes tightly, thinned his lips, and spoke in a deep voice.
“Why won’t I prepare your breakfast? Are you going out to eat? Is the food at home not good?”