Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 238: Chapter 230: Borrowing Wine

Qiao Jing replied, “Hmm, the content of this book... it doesn’t matter to you whether you shoot it or not.”

After all, Zhou Fu was her apprentice, he could have just told her directly if he wanted to learn.

But Zhou Fu didn’t see it that way; this was something his master had meticulously researched, and he didn’t

want it falling into others’ hands.

The two talked, treating Lou Xinrou as part of the background, forgetting that she was even there.

Lou Xinrou was very dissatisfied with being ignored and opened her mouth to say something more.

“Xinrou,” Lou Pinshu interrupted her.

He had watched the whole process from the side; he hadn't stopped Lou Xinrou previously because he wanted to

see Qiao Jing’s reaction to the medical book and his suspicions seemed somewhat confirmed after seeing Zhou

Fu.

“Grandfather! Qiao Jing is bullying me!” Lou Xinrou thought Lou Pinshu was backing her up and immediately

started to complain.

Zhou Fu’s expression darkened, angrier at Lou Xinrou’s shamelessness.

But what Lou Pinshu said next shocked Lou Xinrou.

“Impolite,” Lou Pinshu reprimanded Lou Xinrou sternly, then turned and apologized to Qiao Jing, “I'm sorry, Miss

Qiao. My granddaughter is ignorant; I'll take her hnow.”

Qiao Jing looked at Lou Pinshu somewhat unexpectedly and replied, “Hmm.”

Stunned, Lou Xinrou was led away by Lou Pinshu, and when she cto her senses, she felt incredibly wronged.

Her grandfather had never treated her like this from her childhood!

And he had even apologized to Qiao Jing!

It was clearly Qiao Jing who was at fault!

After Lou Xinrou had left, Zhou Fu complained a few words to Qiao Jing.

“Master, how can that Lou Xinrou be so shameless? I've never seen anyone like this!”

“Don’t worry about her. Are you interested in the medical book?” Qiao Jing asked, glanced at the ton her

phone, frowned, and hadn't cooked yet.

Zhou Fu wasn’t expecting Qiao Jing to ask him that and his face showed his delight, “Of course I'm interested. |

want anything from Master. Are you thinking of giving it to me?”

“No, | was just asking.” Qiao Jing saw the person she was waiting for and put away her phone.

The delight on Zhou Fu’s face immediately disappeared, “I thought you were going to giveone.”

“I'm leaving; you should go back too,” Qiao Jing said as she stood up and walked to the door.

Zhan Qipei quickly followed, “Let's go home.”

“Hmm, we need to buy sgroceries,” Qiao Jing replied.

Zhou Fu stood watching their retreating figures side by side, suddenly feeling like a third wheel.

After dinner, they each returned to their own rooms. Although Zhan Qipei wanted to talk to Qiao Jing, it was

already eight o'clock by the tthey finished dinner because of the auction.

This was the tQiao Jing usually took her bath; she picked up her clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Zhan Qipei went back to his room to deal with the work he hadn't finished that day.

About half an hour later, Zhan Qipei got up and left his room, heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water when

he happened to run into Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing had just cout of the bath, still trailing ssteam, her body emitting the enticing scent of shower

gel, her black, soft hair resting on her shoulders, and her fair face dotted with a few small water droplets, as if

her skin had been soaked through.

She was holding clean clothes in her hand, but those clothes were already half wet, and at this moment, Qiao

Jing was only wrapped in a bath towel, which just outlined her figure.

This automatically brought to mind the image of Qiao Jing drenched on the cruise ship in Zhan Qipei’s mind.

Suddenly, Zhan Qipei felt his mouth dry, and a heat at his chest tended to move downward. He cleared his throat

twice, a plan forming in his mind, “How did the clothes get wet?”

“I didn’t hold them steady, they fell on the ground.” Qiao Jing’s brows furrowed slightly as she returned to her

room with the wet clothes.

Zhan Qipei opened a high cabin the kitchen, took out a bottle of red wine from inside, and casually fried two

steaks, placing them on a plate.

After placing the steak and red wine on the table, Zhan Qipei knocked on Qiao Jing’s room door, “I fried some

steak.”

“We just had dinner not long ago, why did you fry steak?” Qiao Jing opened the door and looked at Zhan Qipei

standing at the doorway.

Zhan Qipei noticed she had changed into a set of clean clothes, “Tonight's dinner was prepared in a hurry, | was

worried you didn’t eat enough.”

A sudden whiff of steak aroma drifted from the dining table, prompting Qiao Jing to move her feet towards the

table.

She indeed hadn't eaten much tonight, and wasn’t expecting Zhan Qipei to notice.

The two bottles of red wine were also opened, and each of the tall glasses contained half a glass of wine.

Qiao Jing sat down, “Let's eat together.” After sitting, she took a sip of red wine right away, but discreetly

pinched her brow, quickly relaxing it.

Zhan Qipei noticed this small movement. If that had been Qiao Jing’s favorite wine, she would have had a

subconscious reaction, slightly squinting her eyes like a squirrel savoring a delicious pine nut, delicately savoring

the flavor in her mouth.

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She glanced at the wine on the table and said, “Don’t bother, | can cut the steak myself.”

“Okay.” Zhan Qipei verbally agreed, but his actions didn’t stop; he skillfully finished cutting and pushed it

towards Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing didn’t feel much like talking.

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Meanwhile, Qiao Jing thought she heard several sounds of a door lock, but she didn’t delve deeper, focusing

instead on savoring the wine in her hand.

“What's going on?” Qiao Jing was somewhat puzzled about what Zhan Qipei was trying to do.

Zhan Qipei replied, “Just preparing the clothes in advance, I'll take a shower after eating.”

Qiao Jing didn’t continue to ask; almost an entire bottle of red wine was evenly split between the two.

After that meal, both Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei felt a bit tipsy.

Zhan Qipei cleaned up the plates, “I'm going to take a shower.”

Qiao Jing hummed a response and also returned to her own room, her thinking slowed down by the effects of the

alcohol.

“Knock, knock, knock.” A series of knocking sounds occurred.

Qiao Jing slowly got up and opened the door, seeing Zhan Qipei wearing only a bathrobe, “What's up?”

A strong smell of alcohol hit her face next, and Qiao Jing was a bit stunned, asking, “Did you drink again?”

“Yeah, | opened another bottle...” As soon as Zhan Qipei’s words fell, he slipped, and his body fell towards Qiao

Jing.