Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 462 - 451 Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei Finally
Chapter 462: Chapter 451: Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei Finally Connect on the Phone
Chapter 462: Chapter 451: Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei Finally Connect on the Phone
Zhan Qipei’s aura turned completely cold.
“Lu Zijiao.”
Lu Zijiao, as if feeling the chill coming through the phone’s receiver, reluctantly shut his mouth.
“Okay, okay, okay, can’t I ask now? I’m hanging up.”
After hanging up, Lu Zijiao scrolled through his contacts to find Lu Zijin’s number and mumbled a complaint.
“What does Qiao Jing waking up have to do with my brother? They’re not even in the same room. Even if she woke, he wouldn’t know.”
When he made the first call, nobody answered.
Lu Zijiao found it strange—his brother wasn’t usually still in bed at this hour.
Could it be…
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No, no, that’s impossible!
His brother had already moved on from Qiao Jing, there couldn’t be anything going on.
He repeatedly dialed several more times, but still, no one answered.
Lu Zijiao’s eyes widened, and he began to pray inwardly.
Please, brother, answer the phone… It’s hard for me to explain to Zhan Qipei like this!
Despite numerous attempts, Lu Zijin did not answer the calls, and Zhan Qipei had already called. Lu Zijin had not picked up yet.
Seeing Zhan Qipei’s caller ID, Lu Zijiao’s heart uncontrollably began to race, and his fingers trembled as he pressed the answer button.
“Hello… Young Master Zhan…”
Zhan Qipei wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries with Lu Zijiao and stepped on the brake at a red light.
“Did he answer his phone? Has Qiao Jing woken up?”
Lu Zijiao chuckled nervously twice.
“Ha-ha… um… He’s probably busy, no time to answer the phone.”
Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes deepened further, and he narrowed them slightly, his gaze filled with chilling intent.
“He didn’t answer the phone? Busy? Busy with what? Qiao Jing hasn’t woken up, neither has he?”
Lu Zijiao couldn’t even force a smile anymore.
Those words were particularly dangerous!
“No… well, I don’t know. I’m in the capital, how would I know what’s happening in the neighboring province? I just heard that my brother went there for surgery. But you can rest assured, he’s moved on from Qiao Jing, he doesn’t like her anymore, he’s not your rival.”
All he could do now was relay this to Zhan Qipei to keep him from blaming his brother.
Otherwise, Zhan Qipei’s jealousy was like igniting a world war, reminiscent of the last confrontation with Wu Xirui.
Zhan Qipei didn’t believe Lu Zijiao’s words, he could tell from Lu Zijin’s look before, this was his absolutely certainty as a rival.
Saying he’s moved on, as good a woman as Qiao Jing wasn’t someone easily forgotten.
He couldn’t let go of, nor be away from Qiao Jing anymore.
“He better not be involved with Qiao Jing.”
He was desperate to teleport to Cloud City right now, but he knew Qiao Jing wouldn’t do such things.
After all, previously he hadn’t even had the chance to enter Qiao Jing’s room, much less let Lu Zijin climb into her bed.
His wife’s bed, only he was allowed in!
Noon.
When Qiao Jing opened her sleepy eyes, she furrowed her brows.
She shook her head slightly to awaken herself more, the post-surgical fatigue had dissipated somewhat after sleeping, but her body still felt inexplicably tired.
Qiao Jing leaned on the edge of the bed for a few minutes before reaching for her phone on the nightstand, intending to turn it on. However, she found the phone had run out of battery and had turned off automatically.
She pulled out the charger from the drawer and plugged in her phone.
She needed to hurry back to the capital; there was still unfinished work at the research institute and today, Zhan Nanqing had some new material for her to review.
Just as Qiao Jing was about to get up and wash up, she suddenly noticed a delicately crafted bag out of the corner of her eye.
She walked forward, opened the bag, and found a set of new clothes inside.
Moreover, they were in her size, and right now, the only person around who could have done this was probably Lu Zijin.
Qiao Jing didn’t think much about it, took the new clothes, and went into the VIP ward’s bathroom to take a shower.
When she came out after the shower, her phone had turned on, and the messages that hadn’t been received last night were now flooding in, ringing incessantly.
Qiao Jing hurried to the bedside table, intending to send Zhan Nanqing a message first, when she discovered that all the WeChat messages were from Zhan Qipei.
And now, Zhan Qipei was still incessantly sending her messages.
She furrowed her brows and a look of confusion appeared on her face.
Doesn’t Zhan Qipei have to work?
Moreover, today was a workday, was Zhan Qipei so free?
As if possessed, Qiao Jing opened the chat page with Zhan Qipei and found that the man had already sent her several hundred messages.
She couldn’t even scroll up to the earlier ones and could only reply to the last message she saw.
“Are you awake? Send me a message, and let me know when you are coming back so I can pick you up from the airport.”
Qiao Jing pursed her red lips, her hand paused as she was about to type, contemplating whether to reply to Zhan Qipei’s message.
In the end, she responded to him.
“Yes, I’m awake, no need to pick me up.”
Although she didn’t want to deal with Zhan Qipei for now, the man seemed very worried about her, so she still had to send a message to assure him.
After all, she had undergone surgery without saying a word to anyone close to her beforehand.
After replying to Zhan Qipei’s message, Qiao Jing exited the chat box and sent Zhan Nanqing a message.
“I’ll be back this afternoon to check the documents.”
She casually glanced at the documents Zhan Nanqing had sent.
“Qiao Jing, where did you go? I only knew you weren’t home when I messaged my brother this morning.”
“Haven’t you seen the message yet? My brother is going crazy looking for you.”
Just as Qiao Jing was about to reply to Zhan Nanqing, a call interface popped up on her phone screen.
She glanced at the caller.
Zhan Qipei.
Qiao Jing hesitated for a while before pressing accept.
Zhan Qipei’s anxious voice came through.
“Have you woken up? Are you resting alone in the ward? Did you rest well? Was the surgery successful? Are you still tired?”
When Qiao Jing heard this barrage of questions from Zhan Qipei, her eyes flickered.
It seemed like it had been quite a long time since Zhan Qipei had asked her so many questions.
At least, back then she didn’t know about the existence of this woman.
Qiao Jing gave a faint “Mhm,” and then there was no further response.
Zhan Qipei gathered his handsome brows, his heart only wishing to see Qiao Jing.
“I’ll make a video call, are you okay to accept it?”
He was too excited just now and had forgotten about the video call feature, so he had made a voice call instead.
Qiao Jing fell silent for a few seconds.
“It’s not convenient.”
She was now unsure whether seeing Zhan Qipei’s face would put her in a worse mood again.
Moreover, she had been intentionally reducing her contact with Zhan Qipei these past few days; making a video call with him now would seem like a waste of her efforts.
She only hoped that Zhan Qipei would tell her the truth the next time they met.
She could handle a peaceful relationship with that woman, whose all-round conditions were excellent and truly a good match for Zhan Qipei.
So, after she finished her surgery and returned to the capital, she would find a time to leave.
