Chapter 2: After Losing Interest in Life, He Suddenly Fell in Love

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhan Qipei was both furious and restless, feeling as if he was burning!

He gnashed his teeth fiercely, summoning all his strength to resist with all his might.

“I told you not to move,” Qiao Jing struck the man on the neck with a knife hand, and the man instantly weakened.

Since Zhan Qipei was in good physical condition, he did not immediately lose consciousness and faint after being struck by Qiao Jing. Instead, he watched with extremely weakened eyes at the figure bustling over him.

So presumptuous, so bold, does this woman really have no idea how to spell the word ‘shame’?

Good, very good, just wait—he would make you pay a price… a lifetime’s price…

His consciousness gradually faded, and he unknowingly slipped into a deep sleep.

The sun set behind the mountains, turning the remaining clouds a brilliant array of colors.

Qiao Jing sat on a small stool at the door peeling corn kernels. She planned to make corn porridge with freshly picked corn.

Before she had even finished peeling one ear of corn, she saw a red Ferrari bumpily making its way toward her, stopping right in front of her house.

Had the Zhan family come for her?

Qiao Jing stood up and looked toward the stopped car. She had promised her dying grandfather that she would marry into the Zhan family and become the wife of the Zhan family head.

With a “clunk—” the car door opened, and two elegantly dressed women got out, one a bit older, around fifty years old, the other just over twenty. Both bore some resemblance to each other, clearly mother and daughter.

“Are you Qiao Jing?” Su Manhan looked at Qiao Jing with disdain.

“Hm,” Qiao Jing replied indifferently.

“Just hm? Is that how you talk to your future mother-in-law?” Zhan Nanqing stepped forward and shouted at Qiao Jing.

“It doesn’t matter; I promised Grandpa, just 100 days. After 100 days, whether to divorce or not will be entirely my choice,” Qiao Jing said.

agreed to marry into the Zhan family for

luck in saving my grandfather’s life on the battlefield, would a country girl like you

all the needless chatter? You’re here to pick me up today, aren’t you? Are we going or not? If not, I’m not coming, and it will be your Zhan family who breaches the marriage, not my concern,”

Zhan Nanqing was so angry she could hardly

the old master before coming, who insisted that no matter what, they

if she didn’t bring Qiao Jing back today, the old master would definitely climb to the roof, and even if

no choice but to

your things and hurry up and

phone call,” Qiao Jing said

the lab come over and look after my corn, monitor the experimental results. If this new variety of corn succeeds in testing, it will elevate our

bumpkin talking like she’s someone so grand,

which, brother got news yesterday that Professor Qiao might very well be in this village. He came here early in the morning, but why doesn’t he answer

Nanqing looked around, “Look at this place, it’s all small

Nanqing said, Su Manhan guessed

Manhan was thinking this, Qiao Jing

stepped forward, intending to help Qiao Jing load her suitcase into

you can’t

face darkened. What did she mean by that? Was she looking down on him? If she, a frail girl, could carry

this is my duty,” he

butler insist, Qiao Jing set down the suitcase, opened the car door, and

“Pfft! What a joke; let’s see if he’ll still give you a kind face

to lift the suitcase. The next

Damn!

filled with iron lumps?

and took out

Four, someone at my place got hurt. Bring a few people and get him to the hospital, and don’t let him know it was me

out of altruism but because she vividly remembered the look in the man’s eyes when she was treating his wound—as if he wanted to

when possible; she didn’t

Brother Four: “OK.”

to finally arrive at the

largest private luxury villa in Imperial

Shocked, aren’t you?” Zhan Nanqing boasted to Qiao

quite

country girl who had lived in a crumbling

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