Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 225: Chapter 217: Proposal

Lin Xiuxiang’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Qiao Jing—the wedding dress would definitely look great on Qiao Qiao!

“And yours? Aren’t you wearing a wedding dress?”

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows slightly. Today, the main character of the wedding dress photoshoot shouldn’t have been her, but Lin Xiuxiang.

Moreover, she wasn’t the bride, so why would she wear a wedding dress?

Qiao Jing had thought she was just going to wear a bridesmaid dress or some other formal gown and accompany Lin Xiuxiang for a few photos.

But this wedding dress seemed more fitting for today’s protagonist.

“Mine is in the next room, try yours on first and let me see how you look.”

Lin Xiuxiang tried her best to appear normal, keeping her gaze steady.

Otherwise, Qiao Jing, being so perceptive, would definitely notice she was lying.

“Mine is a wedding dress? Are you sure? Not a bridesmaid dress?”

Qiao Jing gave the delicate wedding dress another look. With her taste, she considered the dress to be of high quality.

It was evident how much Tang Yan cared and put effort into Lin Xiuxiang.

And Lin Xiuxiang hadn’t made a mistake in her choice of person.

But she didn’t want to shift the focus onto herself.

“Yes, let’s take a wedding photo together.”

Lin Xiuxiang clung to Qiao Jing’s arm, pleading coquettishly.

“No, this wedding dress was prepared by Tang Yan for you,”

Qiao Jing said.

“But Qiao Qiao, I want to take a wedding photo with you. What if there isn’t another chance? I want to do it now—”

While talking, Lin Xiuxiang was also pushing Qiao Jing toward the changing room.

By the time she finished speaking, Qiao Jing had been pushed into the changing room, and Lin Xiuxiang thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

After a while, the changing room door opened.

Qiao Jing emerged, wearing the wedding dress that Zhan Qipei had personally ordered to be custom-made.

This wedding dress had been rushed through days of work by a team led by a top global designer; its style was more of a piece of art than a mere wedding gown.

Its design, patterns, and fabric were meticulously crafted, with elaborate patterns that weren’t burdensome, complementing Qiao Jing’s face and figure.@@novelbin@@

The dress had a waist-cinching design that highlighted Qiao Jing’s slender waist and her proud curves.

The pristine white of the gown looked even more exquisite against her snow-white skin, avoiding the common issue of the dress appearing whiter than the person.

Even with a bare face, Qiao Jing looked breathtaking. If she were to put on makeup, it would be the icing on the cake.

Lin Xiuxiang exclaimed in awe.

“Qiao Qiao! You look so beautiful, I’ll get the makeup artist to come over and do your makeup, I’m going to try on my wedding dress now—”

After dropping that remark, she briskly left the room.

The makeup artist also walked in carrying a makeup box.

Qiao Jing’s intuition told her something was off, but she didn’t dwell on Lin Xiuxiang’s reasons.

Seeing the makeup brought by the makeup artist, Qiao Jing slightly raised an eyebrow, hesitated for a while, but ultimately let the makeup artist do her makeup.

After all this fuss, as Qiao Jing was about to go find Lin Xiuxiang, she received a message.

“Qiao Qiao, there’s a problem with the photographer that’s making me rush to the cruise, there’ll be a car waiting to take you when you come downstairs, I’ll wait for you!”

The initiator, Lin Xiuxiang, was already on her way home by taxi, worried if Qiao Jing would be angry with her.

A cruise?

Qiao Jing was somewhat puzzled, got into the car as Lin Xiuxiang had instructed, and ignored the admiring glances from the people around her as she left the building.

It wasn’t until she arrived at the cruise that Qiao Jing understood Lin Xiuxiang’s intentions.

At the same time, she received another message from Lin Xiuxiang.

“Qiao Qiao, don’t be angry, I had no choice but to agree to Zhan Qipei. I thought he was sincere, so I agreed to his request.”

Qiao Jing turned off her phone, wanting to leave the cruise but then realized it had already set out to sea, yet she wasn’t angry with Lin Xiuxiang’s actions.

Soon after, the pale yellow lights came on.

Zhan Qipei stood directly opposite Qiao Jing, wearing a custom-made suit and holding a bunch of roses.

Qiao Jing recognized this setup; the cruise was recreating the decorations from their wedding day.

Upon seeing Qiao Jing in a wedding dress standing before him, his eyes lit up instantly, he clearly felt his heartbeat accelerate and his ears grew warm.

The woman, usually bare-faced, now had on a delicate makeup, her beautiful phoenix eyes filled with alluring temptation and her slightly curved red lips were irresistibly enticing.

The sun was setting, the afterglow turning magical, the last rays of sunshine spilled over the sea in a gentle hue, reflecting on both of them.

Zhan Qipei walked up to Qiao Jing, knelt on one knee, and opened the diamond ring box he had prepared.

“Qiao Jing, will you marry me?”

Qiao Jing displayed a surprised expression, paused for two seconds and then spoke impassively,

“Zhan Qipei, we are only husband and wife for a hundred days, and a third of that time has already passed. I said I wouldn’t interfere with your freedom, nor would I come to love you.”

She didn’t need Zhan Qipei to do these things; she was only fulfilling her grandfather’s wish.

Her cold voice pierced Zhan Qipei’s heart like ice, and he remained kneeling, the same as before.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t attend the wedding before, so—” Zhan Qipei hadn’t finished speaking when Qiao Jing interrupted him.

“You don’t need to do this for me? I said I don’t care.”

Qiao Jing narrowed her eyes, her attention drawn to the beautiful sea. After nightfall, she could only see the lights on shore and the lights of the cruise.

The sea breeze tangled Qiao Jing’s long hair, disheveling the hairstyle previously done by the makeup artist.

Hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Zhan Qipei gave a self-deprecating smile.

Yes, she didn’t show the smile he had hoped to see upon seeing what he had prepared; how could she ever agree to his proposal.

However, he didn’t want to give up just yet.

Zhan Qipei walked over to Qiao Jing and tidied her hair.

On a nearby table was a bottle of her favorite wine, specially acquired from overseas by him, and besides that, the table bore various exquisite dishes.

Although in Zhan Qipei’s heart, none of these tasted as good as those prepared by Qiao Jing.

“Let’s have dinner then.”

Zhan Qipei intended to lead Qiao Jing to the dining table, but she didn’t move.

Her aloof figure kept a certain distance from Zhan Qipei at all times.

“No need, let the cruise dock. I’ll go back to eat.” Qiao Jing’s words were not unfeeling but she felt there was no need for ambiguities when they were unnecessary.

“Qiao Jing, do you really not want to have dinner with me? I even prepared the wine you like drinking.”