Chapter 34: Chapter 32 Competing to Confess to Qiao Jing

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The little boy had scarcely spoken when silence instantly fell all around.

Everyone could hardly believe their own ears.

Especially Zhan Qipei, who was feeling extremely awful. It was the same with Zhan Ruiting, and with Lu Zijin, and now even a boy barely out of childhood was coveting his wife.

Was he born with a green forehead or what?

And that was just the beginning, as an elderly man in his seventies or eighties walked over, looked at the little boy, and said, “You’re too young. By the time you’re grown up, she’ll have been married off long ago.”

Having spoken, the old man gazed benevolently at Qiao Jing.

“Child, once you get a divorce, would you consider dating my grandson? He’s a good-looking man and honest. He’s absolutely a good man who takes care of his family.”

Here comes another one!

Unable to tolerate it anymore, Zhan Qipei stepped in front of Qiao Jing and addressed the old man, “Old Master Fang, you should at least wait until she’s divorced before making that comment.”

Old Master Fang stroked his beard, “Fine, I’ll wait until you’re divorced.”

“Damn siren!” a girl in a yellow evening gown cursed maliciously.

Hearing this, Lou Xinrou looked in the direction of the voice.

It was her, Chen Qianqian, who fancied Old Master Fang’s grandson and had always been in pursuit. Half the circle knew about this.

Lou Xinrou’s eyes narrowed, and an idea formed in her mind.

She moved closer to Chen Qianqian and raised her voice deliberately, “Qiao Jing is so beautiful, and she seems to have caught Old Master Fang’s fancy. In just over eighty days, Qiao Jing will be divorced, and it’s possible that under Old Master Fang’s arrangement, she’ll meet Fang Hong.”

Chen Qianqian gritted her teeth upon hearing Lou Xinrou’s words, “Hmph! Even so, Fang Hong won’t like her.”

“That’s not necessarily true. Fang Hong is an honest man, or to put it plainly, a bookworm. And you’ve seen Qiao Jing; she’s a siren who could easily conquer Fang Hong with just a little bit of scheming.”

the kind of person Fang Hong

Hong is an honest man. Imagine if Qiao Jing slips something into his drink. If something happens, Fang Hong might be reluctant,

Lou Xinrou spoke, the more anxious Chen Qianqian became. Her gaze toward Qiao Jing grew increasingly

wouldn’t let such

Qiao Jing with a glass of red wine in hand, looking

liked from a plate, never worrying about getting fat. She would eat whatever she wanted because she’d usually have a cup of her own slimming tea before bed. Not only did it taste great, but its effectiveness was evident just from her

Qiao Jing focused on picking up food, Chen Qianqian suddenly

was quick to react and dodged in time, but she was still

with

you walk? Are you blind?”

was chatting with friends, turned his head at the commotion. The sight of Chen Qianqian berating Qiao Jing unleashed a chilly

the ground, her expression showing

you mean by that? Are you trying to argue? Hmph! Do

hearing this, Qiao Jing understood why Chen Qianqian was so brazenly picking

“No wonder you deliberately bumped

loudly on purpose, drawing even more people’s

outside, but to think you

coming from the countryside you’d never seen nice things and

“…”

was abuzz, pointing and

among them, watching

interest in chatting with

she would steal anything, my brother’s judgement isn’t that bad,” Lu

look, glanced at Lu Zijiao, and then his

by the sharp

“Evidence?”

you need? The bracelet was gone right after you bumped into me, if it wasn’t you who stole it, then

bag, give it to me! Let me check.

certain, it must have been when Chen Qianqian deliberately

that the bag on her wrist was tugged on a

Qianqian was

was simple: to let everyone know that Qiao Jing was just a pretty

the Zhan Family. Since she couldn’t do much to her directly, she could still tarnish her reputation. That way, Old Master Fang would discard the idea of introducing Qiao Jing to

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