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Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 420
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Chapter 418: Chapter 407: Actually Wants to Snatch Someone from Her Brother Chapter 418: Chapter 407:

Actually Wants to Snatch Someone from Her Brother Wu Xirui narrowed his eyes, the smile on his face

completely gone, as he expressionlessly stared at Zhan Nanging.

Zhan Nanging rolled her eyes in silence, muttering complaints in her heart.

Don’t think that by staring at her with a poker face, she would be scared.

Just as Wu Xirui was about to speak, Qiao Jing reached out to pull Zhan Nanging, leading her outside.

“Let's go back.”

She couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and helplessness when she saw Zhan Nanqing standing in front

of her.

Zhan Nanging wasn't as tall as her, and in her efforts to block Wu Xirui, she even stood on tiptoe, which made

her desperate attempts to shield Qiao Jing appear somewhat comical.

The words Wu Xirui was about to say got stuck in his throat; just as he was about to follow them, a cold voice

rang out.

“Don’t follow any more.”

He halted his steps, standing still and watching the two figures walk away.

Zhan Nanging rolled her eyes again, then turned her head and shot a provocative glance at Wu Xirui.

Actually thinking of competing with her brother for someone?

As if!

But... why was Wu Xirui so obedient to Qiao Jing’s words?

She had tried hard to persuade, but Wu Xirui refused to leave and was giving her that dirty look?

However, once she thought of Wu Xirui’s undisguised interest in Qiao Jing, she understood.

Zhan Nanging turned her head back and stole a glance at Qiao Jing.

There was no denying that Qiao Jing’s face was incomparable, and coupled with her exceptional abilities...

It would be hard not to like Qiao Jing.

If she were a man, she might have fallen for Qiao Jing too.

Just as Qiao Jing reached the entrance, ready to hail a taxi, Zhan Qipei’s car pulled up right in front of her.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Zhan Qipei’s handsface.

Zhan Nanging lit up upon seeing her brother arriving, and immediately began to tattle.

“Brother, Wu Xirui cthis ttoo, he was shamelessly clinging to Qiao Jing, but don’t worry, | stopped him.”

Hearing the nWu Xirui, a storm seemed to pass over the dark depths of Zhan Qipei’s eyes.

He got out of the car and approached Qiao Jing.

“Get in.”

Zhan Nanging’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Zhan Qipei.

Had she heard wrong?

With Qiao Jing also there, her brother was actually offering to give her a ride home?

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This gave her a sense of being unexpectedly and unbelievably favored, and she walked toward the back door of

the car.

At this time, Zhan Qipei cto the passenger side and opened the door for Qiao Jing.

After Qiao Jing got in, he closed the passenger door and walked around to the driver's seat.

Zhan Nanging reached out and tried to pull the back door open, but it wouldn't budge.

She frowned in confusion and tried pulling again, but the door remained firmly shut.

The door was locked?!

Looking up toward the driver's seat, Zhan Nanging saw the two had already gotten in the car.

She hurried to the front and knocked on the window.

Zhan Qipei had already started the engine, but when he heard the knock on the window, he looked up and

glanced at the person outside.

After a few seconds, he diverted his gaze, beginning to fasten his seat belt.

Qiao Jing also heard the noise at the window, and she noticed that Zhan Qipei’s window was already being rolled

up again.

At that moment, Zhan Nanging was standing outside the door, looking anxiously into the car.

Seeing Zhan Qipei had no intention of lowering the window, she spoke up to remind him.

“Quickly roll down the window.”

As Zhan Qipei was about to drive off, he rolled down the window upon hearing Qiao Jing’s prompting.

“What's the matter?”

Zhan Nanging looked puzzled as she stared at Zhan Qipei.

“Brother, the back door is locked.”

Zhan Qipei’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, a hint of perplexity flickering in his eyes.

“What?”

Zhan Nanging was even more stunned this time.

“How am | supposed to get in the car if you locked the back door?”

Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips.

“What are you getting in the car for?”

He remembered he hadn't said he would take Zhan Nanging back; he now wanted to take Qiao Jing hto rest.

After all, his wife had been speaking on stage for so long, she must be tired.

Zhan Nanging was dumbfounded and let out a confused “Ah?”

“Weren't you tellingto get in the car? Weren't you going to takeback??”

Don’t tell her she heard wrong, she clearly heard her brother say to get in the car just now.

Zhan Qipei glanced at the tand rolled up the car window without hesitation.

Before the window was completely closed, he didn’t forget to drop a line.

“I told Qiao Jing to get in, not you.”

Qiao Jing, who had been listening on the side, now understood the situation and couldnt help but laugh and cry

a little.

Just as she opened her mouth to let Zhan Nanging get in the car, Zhan Qipei drove away.

“Why not take Zhan Nanging back?”

Qiao Jing looked up at the rearview mirror, seeing Zhan Nanging’s figure growing smaller in the distance.

She suddenly felt that Zhan Nanging must be standing disheveled in the wind at this moment.

Zhan Qipei didn’t even glance at the rearview mirror, focusing only on the road ahead.

“I'm taking you back to rest; she can take a taxi herself.”

Nothing is more important than Qiao Jing, besides, it's not on the way.

Seeing Zhan Qipei had no intention of turning the car around to pick her up, Qiao Jing sighed helplessly and sent

Zhan Nanging a message.

“You take a taxi back to Purple Garden.”

She couldn't persuade Zhan Qipei, and by this time, they had already driven a distance away.

Still standing dumbfounded in place, Zhan Nanging felt her phone vibrate and took it out to have a look.

Only her own wounded world had been achieved...

Her brother not only force-fed her dog food, but he also left her behind bluntly.

So all her thoughts just now were wishful thinking?

She thought her brother had finally seen reason, but it turned out she was overthinking it.

She always knew her brother only had eyes for Qiao Jing.

There's a saying: a married daughter is like water that’s been poured away.

For her brother, it was a husband with a wife is like water that's been poured away.

Zhan Nanging was speechlessly resigned and could only take out her phone to hail a car begrudgingly.

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When Qiao Jing stood at the doorstep, she still felt somewhat uneasy.

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Qiao Jing paused for a second, hesitated for a second, and then opened the door to her home.

But there was not a sound in the house, and her heart skipped a beat.

She quickly changed into slippers and headed towards the living room.

Zhan Qipei was behind her, closing the door for Qiao Jing.

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The two little ones were sitting quietly on the other couch, not daring to make a sound.

Pingping and Anan’s eyes lit up when they saw Qiao Jing return.

The two little ones quickly waddled their short legs off the couch and tiptoed over to Qiao Jing’s side.

Pingping, with a fever patch on his head, was about to shout when he suddenly remembered that Ni Yue was

sleeping and lowered his voice.

“Sister Qiao, you're back!”

Anan tugged at Qiao Jing’s clothes and spoke with a milky voice.

“Sister Qiao, | missed you so much!”

Hearing the words of the two little ones, Zhan Qipei’s face darkened.