Chapter 447: Chapter 436: A Personal Lesson Chapter 447: Chapter 436: A Personal Lesson By the time he realized what was happening, he had already been kicked flying.
Gu Jiahao lay on the ground, completely dumbfounded, clutching his chest without understanding why, extending his hand towards Qiao Jing.
“President Zhan, why did you kick me? Was it them who deceived you, not me! I even kindly warned you to stay away from this woman…”
How on earth had he offended Zhan Qipei?
What virtue or ability did these two little beggars have to get in front of Zhan Qipei??
They caused him to be beaten so badly, yet he dared not talk back!
But this scene seemed somewhat familiar.
Just a few days ago, he was also kicked flying by the woman in front of him. Today, Zhan Qipei gave him another kick.
The injuries from last time had not yet healed, and he was already hurt again. How could he be so unlucky!
Zhan Qipei slightly narrowed his dark eyes, the ferocity hidden inside flickered again, just as he was about to take action when Qiao Jing stopped him.
He immediately understood that Qiao Jing wanted to handle the situation herself, so he left her in full charge.
Him being there to back Qiao Jing up was sufficient.
However…it seemed like his wife didn’t need his help to cover for her.
After all, his wife was a boss herself.
Qiao Jing advanced a few steps, standing imposingly in front of Gu Jiahao, gazing down at the person on the ground from her superior position.
Her icy gaze was like a sharp sword, capable of piercing directly through one’s heart, and she slightly parted her red lips.
“I’ll ask you one more time, did you hurt them?”
When Gu Jiahao saw that Qiao Jing was approaching him, to regain some face for himself, he braced against a tree and forcibly stood up.
“What if I did? You want to fight with me again?”
After all, it didn’t seem like President Zhan and this woman were acquainted, at least President Zhan had not yet taken a stance.
No matter what, he had to reclaim the face he lost last time!
Qiao Jing’s lips curled upwards, but her face held no trace of a smile, her voice chanting like a demon, echoing in Gu Jiahao’s ears.
“You will regret this.”
The moment her words fell, another “snap” sound filled the air.
Following that, there was another scream from Gu Jiahao like a pig being slaughtered.
“Ah—!! Are you freaking crazy?!”
The finger he was just pointing with, was indeed forcefully broken by this woman!
Gu Jiahao’s face grew paler, his forehead covered with sweat beads the size of soybeans.
Qiao Jing ignored what Gu Jiahao said and turned to look at the two little ones.
“Pingping, Anan, turn around.”
The two little ones’ faces were full of confusion, but they obediently turned around.
Zhan Qipei conveniently blocked behind Pingping and Anan, ensuring that even if they turned back, they wouldn’t see what was happening on Qiao Jing’s side.
Upon hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Gu Jiahao’s eyes widened, and he backed up a few steps against the wall.
“What do you want to do? Not letting those two little beggars see? You—you—you… don’t get cocky! There are other people in this orphanage, right? If you dare to hurt me, they can all hear it! And the Gu Family won’t let you off!”
Qiao Jing’s cold eyes flickered with icy light as she pulled out two silver needles from her pocket.
Upon seeing the chilling silver needles, Gu Jiahao completely forget his pain and, terrified, he directly “plop” fell on his knees on the ground.
“What—are you trying to do? Dare to touch me and see!”
Qiao Jing’s fingertips lightly reddened as she held the silver needles, looking emotionlessly at Gu Jiahao.
“Are you threatening me?”
She couldn’t calm down after seeing the two little ones injured, especially Anan, whose knees were already scraped and bleeding.
The more she thought about it, the darker her expression became.
Just as she was about to take action, she remembered that the little ones were still young and might not react well to seeing an act of violence.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jing turned to glance at the little ones, but found that Pingping and Anan were obscured by Zhan Qipei.
She met the man’s dark eyes, recognizing the trust for her within them.
Gu Jiahao, noticing the distance between himself and the silver needles while Qiao Jing wasn’t paying attention, moved back a bit.
Those needles are so long, if this woman was to stab herself, it would be over!
If she accidentally hit a vital acupoint, wouldn’t he be done for?
Qiao Jing noticed Gu Jiahao’s movements, turned her head back slowly, and fixedly stared at him with a cold gaze.
Gu Jiahao felt a chill on his back from Qiao Jing’s intense gaze and, despite himself, began to speak.
“So what if I’m threatening you, President Zhan is here as well. If you dare to make a move on me, he can witness it! Why do you like standing up for those two little beggars? They are the kind that——”
He hadn’t finished his sentence when a silver needle suddenly lunged toward him!
Gu Jiahao was so scared that he couldn’t even talk clearly, his face turning utterly pale, and his lips quivering.
“Don’t come any closer!”
Finally, the silver needle stopped right in front of his eyes.
Should Qiao Jing move even a millimeter closer, the needle would penetrate Gu Jiahao’s eyeball.
Now, Gu Jiahao was so terrified that he didn’t dare breathe heavily, let alone make any sudden moves, fearing the needle might accidentally strike his eyeball.
He no longer dared to talk tough, knowing it might provoke her to thrust the needle through his eyeball.
“You, you stay still, please, I beg you, madam, you are my madam, alright? Please let me go, take away the needle, take it away…”
This woman clearly wasn’t normal!
What normal person would carry such silver needles around!!
Qiao Jing didn’t plan to let Gu Jiahao off, clutching another needle in her other hand, she also aimed it around his eyes.
She slightly squinted her cold eyes.
“Where would you like me to stab you?”
She wanted to stab a few acupuncture points, making Gu Jiahao suffer for a few days or even a month.
She hadn’t yet decided whether to cause him a headache or a handache, considering his fondness for hitting others, it seemed fitting to treat his hands.
Hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Gu Jiahao instantly widened his eyes, his pupils dilating.
“Don’t! You’re not Nanny Rong, why do you carry all those needles? Don’t stab me, I beg you, I will never speak out of turn again, never hit anyone again…”
Qiao Jing, deep in thought, retracted her needles and stood up, arms crossed.
Although she hadn’t yet decided how to proceed, she definitely wasn’t going to let Gu Jiahao off easily.
Gu Jiahao saw Qiao Jing stand up and thought she might let him go, breathing a sigh of relief.
“Scared me to death… scared me to death…”
Just as he was about to pat his wildly beating heart, he felt pain in both hands.
One hand was fractured by Zhan Qipei, and the fingers of the other hand were also fractured by this mysterious woman.
His luck was undoubtedly terrible today!
Gu Jiahao cursed Qiao Jing in his mind and tried to sit up.
From the corner of her eye, Qiao Jing spotted Gu Jiahao attempting to stand, and her expression grew colder again.
She squatted down again, the needle in her hand stabbing forward along with her movement.
“Did I say you could get up?”