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Chapter 497: Chapter 486: Zhan Qipei Wants to Stay in Qiao Jing’s Room? Chapter 497: Chapter 486: Zhan Qipei

Wants to Stay in Qiao Jing’s Room? He hadn't finished speaking when a siren sounded, drawing closer from afar.

Blondie struggled to get up from the ground, but Zeng Xiangyang quickly placed both feet on him, pressing down

with all his weight.

“You think you can run? All your other lackeys have been beaten so badly by my master that they can’t even

stand up, and neither will you. Plus, even if you run, it won't do you any good. Did you hear what my cousin's

nis?”

Blondie’s face contorted painfully as he cursed out loud.

“What do | care what your cousin’s nis! Even if the Heavenly King came, | wouldn't be scared! Get off me,

you damn kid!”

As he reached out to pull Zeng Xiangyang, one sentence from his adversary made him freeze in place, not

daring to move.

“My cousin’s last nis Zhan; you're dead meat.”

Blondie’s eyes widened, a strong sense of fear suddenly rising from within, and he began to stammer.

“Last ... last n... Zhan? You're not trying to trick me, are you?! Which Zhan?”

If it’s the Zhan surname, there’s only one family in the capital ...

The only thing scarier to him than the Heavenly King was the capital’s Zhan Family.

In the capital, no one dared to mess with that family, and he just happened to run into them today?!

No wonder that man from earlier looked wealthy and noble, and that woman ...

Could it be he had run into the head of the Zhan Family and that the woman he had flirted with was the wife of

the family’s head?!

No — could it really be?

Was he that lucky?!

Zeng Xiangyang, noticing the police sirens drawing nearer, clapped his hands, stood up from the ground, and

gave a few more kicks before he did.

“Think about it yourself, get lost to the side, go squat in prison!”

Meanwhile, Lin Yun was still thinking about Qiao Jing. Seeing the police coming, he pulled Zeng Xiangyang away

towards another direction.

“Kid, hurry up and spill why Xiao Qiaogiao hasn't gotten divorced yet!”

Zeng Xiangyang sighed, revealing a look of great distress.

“Lin Yun, | really don’t know, how could a kid likepossibly know about my cousin’s and his wife's affairs?

Don’t make it hard for me, Lin Yun, or you'll lose a fan leader.”

He had only heard his master say that he was giving his cousin another chance; he was unclear about the

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specifics.

And he still wanted to save his own life to play and watch the game!

Lin Yun stared doubtfully at Zeng Xiangyang’s face for a long time, unable to decipher anything, and extremely

annoyed, he stepped aside.

“If I lose, so be it. What use are you to me?”

His mood was so off, he didn’t feel like speaking at all.

Zeng Xiangyang widened his eyes, covered his chest with his hands, showing an injured look.

“Lin Yun! I'm the president of your fan club. Is this how you treat me? I'm very sad; now | need to add your

WecChat and get an autograph to feel better.”

This was the perfect opportunity to get Lin Yun’s WeChat and autograph!

If Lin Yun refused now, he could still ask his master for help later.

After all, his master could do anything!

How lucky he was to have such an amazing master!!

Lin Yun rolled his eyes speechlessly and scoffed:

“It’s just for that last sentence, huh? You little brat, I—"

His phone vibrated. After unlocking it, he saw a message from Qiao Jing.

“Didn’t you sign a lot of autographs before? If Zeng Xiangyang asks for your autograph, just give him one.”

Lin Yun’s ears turned red and he furiously tapped on the keyboard to reply to Qiao Jing.

“Didn’t you run off with someone else? Why bother messaging me?”

Qiao Jing replied to Lin Yun that he wasn’t feeling well and ended the conversation.

Lin Yun’s arrogance vanished instantly at Qiao Jing’s words.

“Fine, I'll reluctantly agree, reluctantly.”

He had noticed earlier that Qiao Jing’s complexion was off, and she was sweating coldly on her forehead.

So, he showed mercy at this moment and stopped pestering her.

After replying to her, he disdainfully glanced at Zeng Xiangyang and opened his own WeChat QR code.

“I'll mail you the autograph later. No other requests then, right, kid? If it weren't for Xiao Qiaoqiao’s sake...”

Zeng Xiangyang gleefully added himself as a friend on WeChat, hugging his phone and kissing it several times.

“Hahaha! My master is so awesome! | must thank him properly next time. Everyone in the fan club is definitely

going to be jealous of me!!”

Lin Yun hailed a cab and sent Zeng Xiangyang away.

Meanwhile, inside Nantai Apartment.

Qiao Jing was resting on the sofa and glanced at the current time.

“Qipei, tomorrow’s Friday. Are you going to pick up Pingping and Anan, or should 1?”

Qipei placed the hot water he had prepared for Qiao Jing on the table, his face filled with concern.

“If Pingping and Anan are coming over, you'll have to take them out as well, but you're not feeling well today.”

He just wanted Qiao Jing to rest properly and suggested that Pingping and Anan shouldn't cover this week.

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows and checked her own pulse.

“It’s nothing, I'll be fine after a night's rest.”

She had already promised Pingping

and Anan that she would have them

over every LE om

spurgeup, like being

out of town for work, which would be

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She didn’t want them to feel orphaned; they still had a brother and sister.

Qipei gathered his smoky, mist-like eyebrows, pursed his thin lips, and his face conveyed deep worry.

“No, | saw you holding your stomach

earlier. You're pregnant now, what if it

affects the baby? Hew(outd Gol!

ppssibPbETiNe after just one night?

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Qiao Jing tugged at the corners of her mouth reluctantly.

“I've checked my pulse, it's fine. Tomorrow will be as usual, picking up Pingping and Anan.”

She realized by now that no matter

whether she was hurt or not. m

whenevey something fixe this

oelitred, Qipei would barrage her

with questions like a machine gun.

Qipei, with a furrowed brow, finally agreed.

“Alright.”

He poured another cup of hot water for Qiao Jing, placed it on the table, and instructed:

“Rest early. If you need anything, call me, or...”

The man curled up the corners of his lips, leaned close to Qiao Jing’s ear, and deliberately let his breath fan

across her neck.

“If you wantto stay with you in your room, | don’t mind.”

Qiao Jing gave Qipei a side glance and noted the hint of fatigue on his face, recalling how he frequently glanced

towards the room while pouring the water.

She pushed Qipei away with her hand.

“Go take care of your things; be serious.”

She could tell that Qipei had work to do, probably facing swork-related issues.

The man looked distressed, clearly troubled by work obstacles.

For someone as capable as Qipei, what sort of work could possibly stump him?

Qiao Jing did not probe further. Considering her fatigue today, she planned to rest after washing up.

At one in the morning, Qiao Jing slowly opened her sleepy eyes, planning to use the restroom.

As she walked out of her room, she noticed that the door to the room next door was open, and the light was on.

She looked at the current time, furrowed her brows, and slowly walked towards Qipei’s room door.