Chapter 469: Chapter 458: Yu Yangqi Must Take Good Care of Ni Yue Chapter 469: Chapter 458: Yu Yangqi Must Take Good Care of Ni Yue It was the special ringtone he set!
Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes lit up simultaneously with the phone screen on the table.
The dim light from the phone screen stood out starkly in the darkness around, and he quickly grabbed the phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he opened the chat page with Qiao Jing.
Upon seeing the message from Qiao Jing, the brightness in his eyes instantly faded.
Zhan Qipei’s fingertips trembled slightly as he quickly replied to Qiao Jing’s message.
“It’s late, I’ll come to pick you up.”
Qiao Jing pursed her red lips.
“No trouble, I’m about to head back now, and if you come over, I’ll have to wait for you.”
Although letting Zhan Qipei come to pick her up meant she could use the time to avoid meeting with the man,
she couldn’t bring herself to do it, not wanting Zhan Qipei to make a wasted trip.
After replying to the message, Qiao Jing put away her phone and glanced at Ni Yue lying on the couch, reeking of alcohol and asleep.
“Er Gouzi, you take Ni Yue home.”
This also presented a chance for Er Gouzi, and she did not want to meddle in their relationship.
Ni Yue, in a daze, heard this sentence and immediately started waving her hand in the air, mumbling indistinctly.
“No… don’t… let Er Gouzi take me home… what nonsense, Xiao Jingjing, you take me home…”
She said, fumbling up from the couch and correctly lunging into Qiao Jing’s arms.
Even though she was drunk, Ni Yue did not forget that Qiao Jing was pregnant and avoided her belly.
Qiao Jing sighed helplessly.
“Can I carry you back to your place by myself?”
She actually could take Ni Yue home, but if she did, how would she create a chance for Er Gouzi?
Now that Er Gouzi finally had a chance, she couldn’t just squander it.
Ni Yue was stunned for a moment, her gaze blurry, she pondered for a while, and her eyes lingered on Qiao Jing’s belly before speaking vaguely,
“That’s true… guess I’ll just take a cab home by myself…”
Qiao Jing glanced meaningfully at Yu Yangqi.
“It’s too dangerous for you to take a cab alone at night. Isn’t there a personal driver right here?”
Yu Yangqi eagerly approached Ni Yue.
“Master Yu at your service! Don’t worry, boss, I’ll take good care of Ni Yue.”
Ni Yue instantly sobered up a bit and looked at Yu Yangqi with a suspicious gaze.
“What are you trying to do? I’m sober now, I’ll take a cab myself.”
Just as Ni Yue finished speaking, she began to feel drowsy again, feeling the effects of too much alcohol and her eyelids starting to droop.
“Wait… Xiao Jingjing… maybe I won’t go home tonight… I’m so tired…”
Qiao Jing looked at Yu Yangqi and then at Ni Yue, her intention very clear.
She didn’t speak but conveyed her meaning with her eyes.
Yu Yangqi immediately understood what Qiao Jing meant and approached Ni Yue to help her up.
“Boss, I’ll take her home first, haha, I’ve called a cab for you. As for Xu Moqian….”
He paused, glanced disdainfully at the drunken Xu Moqian, and made a face of disgust.
“It’s my turn to be disgusted with him, and you can just leave him here.”
Ni Yue felt something was wrong and began to struggle, slapping at Yu Yangqi’s face, but because she was too drunk, her hand slid down immediately after touching his face.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
“Damn… this… I’m done for, Xiao Jingjing, I’m too drunk to even hit properly, what am I going to do?”
What if Yu Yangqi tried something inappropriate and she had no strength to fight back?
Yu Yangqi smiled and looked at Ni Yue.
“Boss, Ni Yue is so adorable when she’s drunk.”
Qiao Jing’s facial expression stiffened for a moment, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
“Yeah, you guys head back,” she muttered.
Now she finally understood what it meant when they say love is blind. As for Ni Yue’s personality…
It might, perhaps, be a little cute…
Ni Yue was completely drunk now, too weak to move, yet still babbling nonstop.
“Let go, where did this Er Gouzi come from…”
Qiao Jing watched the two leave the private room and slowly exhaled, glancing at Xu Moqian sitting on the sofa across from her.
“Old Fourth, let’s head back, I’ll call you a rideshare,” she offered.
Xu Moqian nodded silently, standing up with somewhat shaky steps.
While Qiao Jing was calling the rideshare, Xu Moqian had already reached the door of the private room, his entire body leaning against the wall.
Xu Moqian steadied himself with the door handle and turned to look at Qiao Jing.
“Sister Jing, can you walk me to my car? I’m afraid I won’t make it on my own right now.”
He was plotting in his mind what to say later to seem more composed, not so rushed.
He finally had a chance and had to seize it well.
Qiao Jing hummed in response and quickly walked over to Xu Moqian’s side.
She couldn’t trust Old Fourth to go back alone in his current state—what if he fell asleep on the ground before he even reached his car?
No matter what, Xu Moqian was one of their own. She wouldn’t be so heartless.
The two of them walked out of the KTV and headed in the direction of Xu Moqian’s parked car.
Qiao Jing felt the evening breeze against her face and blinked.
Just as she was about to check on Xu Moqian’s condition, he stumbled, nearly falling over.
Qiao Jing quickly reached out and grabbed Xu Moqian’s arm.
“Old Fourth, has your tolerance gone down?”
She remembered these guys generally had a good capacity for liquor, and tonight, it was only Ni Yue who had bravely drunk a bit too much.
Based on Xu Moqian’s usual tolerance, that amount of alcohol shouldn’t have left him unable to walk.
Xu Moqian’s hand had already started sweating nervously, especially since Qiao Jing was holding his arm, making him even more anxious.
He had been too nervous just then, not noticing the road under his feet, almost making a fool of himself by tripping.
At such a critical moment, he couldn’t afford any slip-up.
Qiao Jing didn’t say anything more, casually holding Xu Moqian’s arm.
“I’ll hold onto you as we walk.”
Otherwise, if Xu Moqian ended up embracing the street in a close encounter, it would look rather unseemly.
Xu Moqian gritted his teeth, initially wanting to refuse because the more Qiao Jing held him, the more nervous he got.
But he just couldn’t bring himself to pull his hand away and let himself stay tense.
“Thank you, Sister Jing.”
Qiao Jing casually glanced at Xu Moqian and said nothing more.
Just as they were about to reach the car, Xu Moqian suddenly stopped.
Confusion flickered in Qiao Jing’s eyes as she looked at Xu Moqian.
“What’s the matter? Drank too much to walk?”
Xu Moqian shook his head, standing beside Qiao Jing, his cheeks flushing a deep red.
But his face was already red from the alcohol, so it wasn’t particularly noticeable.
Although Xu Moqian was now steady, Qiao Jing worried that if she let go, he might just flop to the ground, so she continued holding onto his arm.
Xu Moqian bit his lip, and with a determined look, he spoke up.