Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 233: Chapter 225: Qiao Jing Caught in the Middle

Xu Hongzu snorted coldly and turned his head away without speaking.

Inside the kitchen.

“You're back?” Qiao Jing was stir-frying fish in the pan and was somewhat surprised to see the person arriving.

“Yeah, what kind of fish are you making?” Zhan Qipei glanced at the other vegetables in the bag and took the

initiative to start washing them.

Qiao Jing turned her head back to focus on the fish in the pan, “Pickled vegetable fish, Grandpa Xu loves it.”

Zhan Qipei remembered Xu Hongzu and Xu Mogian, the grandfather-grandson duo, and his expression darkened

slightly, but he couldn’t help but assist Qiao Jing in chopping the pickled vegetables.

It was hard to pinpoint when exactly, but Zhan Qipei and Qiao Jing had developed a certain tacit understanding

when cooking together, and with a man helping, the cooking speed increased a lot.

Five dishes and a soup were served on the table, and the aroma enticed the three people in the living room to

quickly take their seats by the dining table.

The seating of the five people was quite clever, with Zhan Qipei sitting on the left side of Qiao Jing, and Xu

Mogian on her right.

The two elderly men sat beside their respective grandsons, as if they were divided into factions.

“This is what you call, ‘a couple shares the load, and work becomes easy,'” Zhan Yuanshan happily said, stroking

his beard and glancing at Xu Hongzu.

“You brute, modifying sentences at will?” Xu Hongzu grumbled angrily.

Zhan Yuanshan and Xu Hongzu were about to start arguing, but Qiao Jing interrupted them, “Let's eat.”

Zhan Qipei stood up and personally served Qiao Jing a bowl of soup, placing it in front of her.

“Thank you,” Qiao Jing expressed her thanks.

Seeing the couple acting so harmoniously, Zhan Yuanshan was very pleased; his grandson was indeed on the

right track.

Xu Mogian, not wanting to be outdone, noticed that Qiao Jing had finished the rice on her plate and immediately

took the bowl from her hands, “Sister Jing, letserve you srice.”

“..."” Qiao Jing drew the corners of her mouth speechlessly.

Now it was Xu Hongzu’s turn to smile with satisfaction, tauntingly glancing at Zhan Yuanshan.

See, what your grandson can do, my grandson can do as well.

After Qiao Jing took the bowl from Xu Mogian’s hands and routinely said thanks, she was about to pick up a piece

of sweet and sour sparerib when a familiar pair of hands reached out.

Zhan Qipei picked a piece of sweet and sour sparerib for Qiao Jing, “I know you like this, you don’t need to thank

me.”

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Qiao Jing blinked and hummed an acknowledgment, ready to eat her meal.

Xu Hongzu, who had witnessed the entire exchange, started making faces at his grandson, clearly signaling him

to also pick sfood for her.

Xu Mogian quickly understood his meaning and picked a piece of fish for Qiao Jing, “Sister Jing, this part of the

fish is the softest and tastiest, try it.”

Zhan Qipei, sitting on the left side of Qiao Jing, gave Xu Mogian an icy glare.

However, the latter was undeterred by Zhan Qipei’s look and even picked more food for Qiao Jing.

Zhan Yuanshan sent a look towards Zhan Qipei and then to Qiao Jing.

Then, the following scene unfolded.

A small mountain began to form in the bowl in front of Qiao Jing, with Zhan Qipei adding a bit before Xu Mogian

followed suit.

Finally, when the bowl could no longer hold anything else, both found another clean bowl, with Zhan Qipei

peeling shrimp for Qiao Jing and Xu Mogian picking the bones out of her fish.

Qiao Jing looked at them expressionlessly and put down her chopsticks, “Stop adding more, just eat your own

food.”

She then picked out the untouched food from her bowl and returned each to its dish, “Neither has been touched;

Grandpa Zhan, Grandpa Xu, please don’t mind.”

Zhan Qipei and Xu Mogian exchanged glances, seeing the semotion in each other's eyes, before finally

putting down their chopsticks.

Only after the two had finally settled down did Qiao Jing start to eat.

After the meal, Qiao Jing personally saw the three to the door, “Grandpa Zhan, shall | take you back? Old Four,

you take Grandpa Xu back.”

“No need, no need, the driver is waiting fordownstairs. I'll be leaving first,” Zhan Yuanshan cheerfully said,

not giving Xu Hongzu and his grandson a chance to speak and quickly closed the door.

How could he let them disturb his grandson and granddaughter-in-law’s world for two?

Xu Hongzu took several deep breaths to calm himself down, “You brat! Such a good opportunity gone, huh?! |

told you to be more competent!”

The house returned to tranquility, and when Qiao Jing was preparing to tidy up the dishes, Zhan Qipei followed

her.

“I'll wash, you just put them in the sterilizer.”

After washing the dishes, Qiao Jing left the kitchen straight away, intending to go back to her room to read for a

while.

Zhan Qipei washed his hands, and hurriedly followed Qiao Jing, reaching out to grab her hand.

But Qiao Jing walked so fast that he only caught her sleeve, and Zhan Qipei didn’t control his strength well.

A tearing sound followed immediately.

Qiao Jing’s collar was pulled down, sliding to her right arm.

“I just wanted to ask... why did Xu Mogian come?” Zhan Qipei stared at the exposed shoulder and swallowed

hard.

“Grandpa Xu called him over,” Qiao Jing pulled her collar back and frowned as she looked at her clothes that had

cundone at the seams.

She couldn't throw it away; it could still be worn if sewn back together.

The collar had becvery loose due to the unraveling and had slipped down more than just a bit.

“Shall I sew it back for you? Or | can buy you a new one,” Zhan Qipei forced himself not to imagine other things

and turned to look for needle and thread.

Qiao Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling somewhat surprised—Zhan Qipei knew how to sew?

After she changed into another shirt in her room and cout, she found Zhan Qipei standing at the door with

needle and thread, “You know how to sew?”

“Yes,” Zhan Qipei told a blatant lie.

Zhan Qipei sounded at ease when he actually had just sneakily watched a video tutorial.

Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment, then took out the shirt she had changed out of.

Zhan Qipei looked serious as he picked up the needle and sat down on the sofa to start threading.

The man furrowed his brow, his thin lips were pursed tightly without his knowing as he continually attempted to

thread the needle.

“Hiss.” After being pricked once more, Zhan Qipei decisively wiped away the bead of blood and continued with

his threading attempt.

The action of wiping blood was not lost on Qiao Jing, who also realized the fact that Zhan Qipei couldn't sew.

Her brows knitted slightly, a nearly imperceptible ripple of emotion surfacing in her eyes, and a strange feeling

crossed her heart.

A rare hint of distress appeared on her cool face.

“Letdo it,” Qiao Jing took the

needle and thread from Zhan Qin.

moistened the thread end With her

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through the needle eye, quickly tying

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She started to stitch her shirt, each movement proficient.

Zhan Qipei, seeing how adept Qiao Jing was, realized how clumsy his own actions had been, and couldn't help

feeling slightly embarrassed.

“The bandaids are in the medicine box,” Qiao Jing said while sewing the collar.

She’s concerned about him, right? It proved that he was still in her heart.

“No need, it’s just a little pinprick. I'm not that delicate,” he said.

Qiao Jing was about to finish sewing the shirt when Zhan Qipei quickly thought of something and rushed back to

his own room, taking out a pair of dress pants.

Without any hesitation when faced

with his tailor-made black dress

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“Qiao Jing, these pants are also damaged, can you helpsew them?” he asked.

When Qiao Jing saw where Zhan Qipei’s pants were damaged, her gaze was a bit peculiar.

Nevertheless, she said nothing and took the pants from Zhan Qipei’s hands, starting to sew them in front of him.

Zhan Qipei watched Qiao Jing's

adept actions, and his dark eyes

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