Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 302: Chapter 292: The Sachet is Poisonous
 

Zhan Qipei finally stopped and spoke indifferently.

“If I count to one and you haven’t apologized like you should, I’ll take another photo and send it to her, saying this is how you apologize.”

Actually, during his first threat to Xu Moqian, he hadn’t taken a photo, but this time, he was serious.

Xu Moqian snorted menacingly, threatening Zhan Qipei.

“Try taking one, see if I believe—”

Xu Moqian hadn’t finished his words when Zhan Qipei, with an expressionless face, said the final number, as if announcing Xu Moqian’s doom.

“One.”

Xu Moqian cursed under his breath, feeling a flood of frustration rush through him.

MMP!

This time he endured it!

He immediately bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, gritting his teeth as he said those three words.

“Sorry, not sorry!”

After apologizing, Xu Moqian flopped back onto the couch.

“Okay, are you satisfied now? Can the photo be deleted? I even bowed this time, how sincere!”

Tang Yan laughed inwardly, thinking how ‘sincere’ that was.

Zhan Qipei, who hadn’t taken any photo, placed his phone aside. Having received the apology, he no longer paid attention to Xu Moqian and reopened his laptop to resume his work.

“You can leave now.”

Xu Moqian, furious, pulled the fruit plate towards himself and propped up his legs again, continuing to eat the fruit.

He wasn’t going to leave today without finishing it!

Xu Moqian ate the fruit as if venting his anger, his gaze fixed on Zhan Qipei.

It was as if he was biting into Zhan Qipei with each crunch of the apple, the sounds growing louder.

He had intended to irritate Zhan Qipei, hoping that the other party would be unable to bear it and would ask him to leave, after which he would throw in a few provocative remarks before departing.

But Xu Moqian discovered that Zhan Qipei didn’t even glance at him once, focusing solely on his work, treating him as if he were air.

He took several deep breaths, angrily plunking the grapes back into the fruit plate, unable to eat any more!

Forget it, staying with this perennially icy face was only angering him—it wasn’t worth it.

Xu Moqian abruptly stood up and walked out, but not before giving Zhan Qipei a spiteful glare.

The scene shifted, as under Lou Xinrou’s persistent coaxing, Zhan Nanqing had agreed to accompany her to the Nantai Apartment.

When they arrived at the door, Zhan Nanqing was still hesitant; seeing Lou Xinrou moving to ring the doorbell, she quickly stepped forward to stop her.

“Xinrou, there are some things I think it’s better to tell you in advance. Actually, I think Qiao Jing is quite decent; she’s not that bad. Besides, it was because my grandfather arranged the marriage that she married my brother, it wasn’t her choice.

You can come to see my brother, but I don’t want any conflicts between you and Qiao Jing.”

She had accompanied Lou Xinrou because the latter had kept saying she wanted to see her brother, and she couldn’t find a way to refuse, so she had agreed.

But she feared it might cause some unnecessary trouble, especially because Qiao Jing was pregnant and couldn’t afford to be upset. What if a fight broke out?

She just hoped to discourage Lou Xinrou from this idea.

“I assure you, Qiao Jing truly doesn’t like my brother. Plus, it’s just over twenty days left. If you really want to see my brother, it might be better to wait these twenty or so days.

Otherwise, I fear it might end unpleasantly, and my brother might think even less of you.”

Lou Xinrou’s smile stiffened, and she couldn’t help but grumble internally.

We were close friends who grew up together; what do you mean by this? Are you speaking for Qiao Jing?

What do you mean by ‘it might end unpleasantly’? How have I caused a ruckus? I haven’t done anything, and you’re accusing me of causing trouble?

She lifted another smile on her face, holding Zhan Nanqing’s arm and giggling.

“Don’t worry, how could I possibly come here to make trouble? I just came to see Brother Pei, and besides, they are still nominally husband and wife. I understand that.”

Lou Xinrou spoke while taking a sachet out of her bag, waving it in front of Zhan Nanqing.

“I just wanted to bring a gift this time, this is a sachet I prayed for at the temple. They say the formula is very good for one’s health. Hasn’t Qiao Jing been sick a lot recently?

I thought of her when I was praying for the sachet and brought one for her too.”

Zhan Nanqing was stunned for a moment, she hadn’t expected Lou Xinrou to be so nice to Qiao Jing, coming to deliver a sachet.

She thought about it carefully, and it made sense, Xinrou had grown up with her and she knew she was kind.

Although Xinrou saw Qiao Jing as a romantic rival, she was still kind-hearted.

Zhan Nanqing felt somewhat guilty, she had thought Xinrou had come to make trouble.

“Sorry, Xinrou. I shouldn’t have suspected you with a villain’s heart, I misunderstood you.”

Lou Xinrou smiled and shook her head.

“It’s okay, we grew up together since we were young, I won’t take your misunderstanding to heart. We’re good sisters, I won’t be so petty.”

Zhan Nanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to press the doorbell.

The door was quickly opened, and both Zhan Nanqing and Lou Xinrou were stunned when they saw who it was.

Zhan Qipei was wearing a pink Hello Kitty apron, holding a spatula, clearly in the midst of cooking, looking like a domestic man.

Zhan Nanqing quickly recovered.

“Bro, why are you the one cooking today?”

Lou Xinrou’s smile stiffened when she saw Zhan Qipei’s apron.

“Yes, Brother Pei, isn’t Qiao Jing at home, asking you to help with cooking? Are you tired?”

Zhan Qipei ignored Lou Xinrou’s words and replied to Zhan Nanqing.

“Qiao Jing is feeling a bit unwell, come in.”

Zhan Nanqing thought of the child inside Qiao Jing’s belly, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat, looking very tense.

“What? Qiao Jing is feeling unwell? Did she go to the hospital? What’s making her uncomfortable?”

Without waiting for Zhan Qipei to answer, she rushed straight into Qiao Jing’s room, wanting to see how she was doing.

At that moment, Qiao Jing was tidying up her room, dragging a box out from under the bed, intending to move it under the desk.

Zhan Nanqing’s eyes widened at once, and she quickly stepped forward, snatching the box from Qiao Jing’s arms and placing it aside.

Her tone was tinged with a hint of reproach.

“How could you be moving boxes around? Don’t you know the state of your own body? What if you bumped into something?”

Heaven knows how frightened she was seeing Qiao Jing moving the box alone; what if she had fallen or bumped her belly? What then?

This series of actions made Zhan Qipei and Lou Xinrou feel somewhat odd.

It’s just moving a box, is there a need to be so tense?

Realizing her overreaction, Zhan Nanqing paused for a moment then quickly made up an excuse.

“Isn’t it said she wasn’t feeling well? I helped her move the box so it wouldn’t be too heavy and fall on her feet or something…”

Qiao Jing knew what Zhan Nanqing was nervous about and felt somewhat helpless.

“It’s alright, it’s not that dramatic, just moving a box.”

Zhan Nanqing observed Qiao Jing’s face, noticing it was a bit pale, and her heart tightened again.

“What are you standing here for? If you’re uncomfortable, go lie down on the bed and rest. Have you seen a doctor yet?”