?Chapter 497: Chapter 486: Zhan Qipei Wants to Stay in Qiao Jing’s Room?   Chapter 497: Chapter 486: Zhan Qipei Wants to Stay in Qiao Jing’s Room?                                   He hadn’t finished speaking when a siren sounded, drawing closer from afar.


    Blondie struggled to get up from the ground, but Zeng Xiangyang quickly ced both feet on him, pressing down with all his weight.


    “You think you can run? All your otherckeys have been beaten so badly by my master that they can’t even stand up, and neither will you. Plus, even if you run, it won’t do you any good. Did you hear what my cousin’s name is?”


    Blondie’s face contorted painfully as he cursed out loud.


    “What do I care what your cousin’s name is! Even if the Heavenly King came, I wouldn’t be scared! Get off me, you damn kid!”


    As he reached out to pull Zeng Xiangyang, one sentence from his adversary made him freeze in ce, not daring to move.


    “My cousin’sst name is Zhan; you’re dead meat.”


    Blondie’s eyes widened, a strong sense of fear suddenly rising from within, and he began to stammer.


    “Last …st name … Zhan? You’re not trying to trick me, are you?! Which Zhan?”


    If it’s the Zhan surname, there’s only one family in the capital …


    The only thing scarier to him than the Heavenly King was the capital’s Zhan Family.


    In the capital, no one dared to mess with that family, and he just happened to run into them today?!


    No wonder that man from earlier looked wealthy and noble, and that woman …


    Could it be he had run into the head of the Zhan Family and that the woman he had flirted with was the wife of the family’s head?!


    No — could it really be?


    Was he that lucky?!


    Zeng Xiangyang, noticing the police sirens drawing nearer, pped his hands, stood up from the ground, and gave a few more kicks before he did.


    “Think about it yourself, get lost to the side, go squat in prison!”


    Meanwhile, Lin Yun was still thinking about Qiao Jing. Seeing the policeing, he pulled Zeng Xiangyang away towards another direction.


    “Kid, hurry up and spill why Xiao Qiaoqiao hasn’t gotten divorced yet!”


    Zeng Xiangyang sighed, revealing a look of great distress.


    “Lin Yun, I really don’t know, how could a kid like me possibly know about my cousin’s and his wife’s affairs? Don’t make it hard for me, Lin Yun, or you’ll lose a fan leader.”


    He had only heard his master say that he was giving his cousin another chance; he was unclear about the specifics.


    And he still wanted to save his own life to y and watch the game!


    Lin Yun stared doubtfully at Zeng Xiangyang’s face for a long time, unable to decipher anything, and extremely annoyed, he stepped aside.


    “If I lose, so be it. What use are you to me?”


    His mood was so off, he didn’t feel like speaking at all.


    Zeng Xiangyang widened his eyes, covered his chest with his hands, showing an injured look.


    “Lin Yun! I’m the president of your fan club. Is this how you treat me? I’m very sad; now I need to add your WeChat and get an autograph to feel better.”


    This was the perfect opportunity to get Lin Yun’s WeChat and autograph!


    If Lin Yun refused now, he could still ask his master for helpter.


    After all, his master could do anything!


    How lucky he was to have such an amazing master!!


    Lin Yun rolled his eyes speechlessly and scoffed:


    “It’s just for thatst sentence, huh? You little brat, I—”


    His phone vibrated. After unlocking it, he saw a message from Qiao Jing.


    “Didn’t you sign a lot of autographs before? If Zeng Xiangyang asks for your autograph, just give him one.”


    Lin Yun’s ears turned red and he furiously tapped on the keyboard to reply to Qiao Jing.


    “Didn’t you run off with someone else? Why bother messaging me?”


    Qiao Jing replied to Lin Yun that he wasn’t feeling well and ended the conversation.


    Lin Yun’s arrogance vanished instantly at Qiao Jing’s words.


    “Fine, I’ll reluctantly agree, reluctantly.”


    He had noticed earlier that Qiao Jing’splexion was off, and she was sweating coldly on her forehead.


    So, he showed mercy at this moment and stopped pestering her.


    After replying to her, he disdainfully nced at Zeng Xiangyang and opened his own WeChat QR code.


    “I’ll mail you the autographter. No other requests then, right, kid? If it weren’t for Xiao Qiaoqiao’s sake…”


    Zeng Xiangyang gleefully added himself as a friend on WeChat, hugging his phone and kissing it several times.


    “Hahaha! My master is so awesome! I must thank him properly next time. Everyone in the fan club is definitely going to be jealous of me!!”


    Lin Yun hailed a cab and sent Zeng Xiangyang away.


    Meanwhile, inside Nantai Apartment.


    Qiao Jing was resting on the sofa and nced at the current time.


    “Qipei, tomorrow’s Friday. Are you going to pick up Pingping and Anan, or should I?”


    Qipei ced the hot water he had prepared for Qiao Jing on the table, his face filled with concern.


    “If Pingping and Anan areing over, you’ll have to take them out as well, but you’re not feeling well today.”


    He just wanted Qiao Jing to rest properly and suggested that Pingping and Anan shouldn’te over this week.


    Qiao Jing furrowed her brows and checked her own pulse.


    “It’s nothing, I’ll be fine after a night’s rest.”


    She had already promised Pingping and Anan that she would have them over every weekend, unless something urgent came up, like being out of town for work, which would be the only reason to let the little ones stay at the orphanage over the weekend.


    She didn’t want them to feel orphaned; they still had a brother and sister.


    Qipei gathered his smoky, mist-like eyebrows, pursed his thin lips, and his face conveyed deep worry.


    “No, I saw you holding your stomach earlier. You’re pregnant now, what if it affects the baby? How could you possibly be fine after just one night? Tell me the truth, how do you really feel? We should still go to the hospital for a checkup.”


    Qiao Jing tugged at the corners of her mouth reluctantly.


    “I’ve checked my pulse, it’s fine. Tomorrow will be as usual, picking up Pingping and Anan.”


    She realized by now that no matter whether she was hurt or not, whenever something like this urred, Qipei would barrage her with questions like a machine gun.


    Qipei, with a furrowed brow, finally agreed.


    “Alright.”


    He poured another cup of hot water for Qiao Jing, ced it on the table, and instructed:


    “Rest early. If you need anything, call me, or…”


    The man curled up the corners of his lips, leaned close to Qiao Jing’s ear, and deliberately let his breath fan across her neck.


    “If you want me to stay with you in your room, I don’t mind.”


    Qiao Jing gave Qipei a side nce and noted the hint of fatigue on his face, recalling how he frequently nced towards the room while pouring the water.


    She pushed Qipei away with her hand.


    “Go take care of your things; be serious.”


    She could tell that Qipei had work to do, probably facing some work-rted issues.


    The man looked distressed, clearly troubled by work obstacles.


    For someone as capable as Qipei, what sort of work could possibly stump him?


    Qiao Jing did not probe further. Considering her fatigue today, she nned to rest after washing up.


    At one in the morning, Qiao Jing slowly opened her sleepy eyes, nning to use the restroom.


    As she walked out of her room, she noticed that the door to the room next door was open, and the light was on.


    She looked at the current time, furrowed her brows, and slowly walked towards Qipei’s room door.