Chapter 186: Chapter 179: Zhan Qipei Tends to Qiao Jing’s Wounds

Although Qiao Jing was wearing loose casual clothes, getting them off was a hassle due to her injured right arm.

Moreover, she couldn’t just strip in front of a man, could she?

Just as Qiao Jing was feeling troubled, Zhan Qipei brought over a pair of scissors.

Knowing what the man was about to do, Qiao Jing voluntarily extended her right arm towards him.

Zhan Qipei, holding the scissors, cut through the fabric slowly and carefully.

As the material was gradually snipped away, the girl’s snow-white skin and the crimson blood appeared before Zhan Qipei’s eyes.

The man’s lips were tightly pursed as he carefully tended to Qiao Jing’s wound.

All the while, Qiao Jing kept her eyes on Zhan Qipei. Usually, she found him rather childish, always shamelessly flirting with her.

But at that moment, the man was utterly serious, treating the wound with the meticulousness of handling a national affair.

“It’s done,” Zhan Qipei said, looking up to meet Qiao Jing’s gaze.

It was so pure that it made one long to delve into it and appreciate the beauty within.

“Oh, thank you,” Qiao Jing said, withdrawing her hand and breaking Zhan Qipei’s train of thought.

“What happened to your hand? Who hurt you?” Zhan Qipei asked, his tone cold and edged with chill.

Qiao Jing hadn’t intended to tell Zhan Qipei the truth, she hadn’t even planned on telling him about the injury.

But now that he had discovered it, if he wanted to investigate, he would soon find out how she had been hurt.

So hiding it seemed pointless, and she informed him about the Qian Family.

“Was it Qian Haisheng who hurt you?” There was an endless killing intent in Zhan Qipei’s narrowed dark eyes.

“He’s already been arrested, there’s no need for you to do anything extra.”

Zhan Qipei agreed verbally, but his mind was

sound of a stomach rumbling broke the

gaze shifted to

eaten yet,

Qiao Jing finished speaking than another “gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—” of a

was not

preoccupied with the affair of the Qian Family that

Jing could stand up, she was stopped by the man’s

“I’ll do it.”

how could Zhan Qipei bear to let her cook? If he really let Qiao Jing cook, he

cook?” Qiao Jing

had tasted the noodles made by Zhan Qipei. Without any exaggeration, the first time she cooked at the age

least,

I’ll do

the implied

this time, I specifically learned from

put it that way, Qiao Jing felt it was hard

of

in front of Qiao Jing, his eyes concealing a

for half a second before picking up her chopsticks

was a “thump,” whether this reaction indicated the

his mother and had her approval, he still couldn’t help

“nervous” had

anything involving Qiao Jing always easily

it?” Zhan Qipei couldn’t

Zhan Qipei’s expectant eyes, smiled, and nodded,

Zhan Qipei, those four words felt like enormous

lips curved, spreading wider and

caused Qiao Jing’s heart to flutter slightly, and

“Zhan Qipei.”

“Hmm?”

more and more, that we’re quite

smile, “Does that mean our friendship has taken another step

what Zhan Qipei implied by his next words—closer

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