Chapter 226: Chapter 218: Qiao Jing Gets Drunk

Zhan Qipei’s heart felt even colder, his lips pressed tightly and his eyebrows knitted together.

When Qiao Jing opened her mouth to explain, she noticed the bottle of wine on the dining table and quickly walked over to it, tenderly picking up the bottle.

“’82 Lafite.”

Qiao Jing recognized it at a glance.

“Thank you.”

Seeing Qiao Jing sit down, Zhan Qipei’s heart eased slightly.

Qiao Jing deftly opened the bottle and poured herself a full glass of wine, then lifted her eyes to look at Zhan Qipei.

“Would you like some?”

Her love for wine was also known by very few; after all, she was picky about her wine and would not touch anything apart from those that suited her taste.

But the red wine Zhan Qipei had brought happened to be the kind Qiao Jing loved the most.

Zhan Qipei was aware that she liked red wine, probably from overhearing that phone call with Zhou Fu last week. He had inadvertently mentioned it.

“Yes.”

Zhan Qipei’s gaze remained fixed on Qiao Jing, unwilling to move away.

Qiao Jing ignored his gaze and poured him half a glass, then felt somewhat reluctant to part with it.

After all, this wine was priceless on the market; many wine lovers tended to collect it rather than have the heart to drink it.

“Is there a change of clothes here?”

Qiao Jing looked down at the wedding dress she was wearing, thinking it would be such a pity if red wine were to drip on it.

“Yes, in the room. I’ll go get it for you.”

Zhan Qipei said as he was about to get up.

Where do you keep the clothes? I’ll

waiting for

Qiao Jing immediately took off the wedding dress she

wedding dress on the bed and opened the wardrobe

clear that the clothes were men’s shirts and trousers,

dirtying the wedding dress and wearing Zhan

a white shirt a size too large for her, Zhan Qipei’s eyes lit

shorts he had prepared especially for Qiao Jing,

Qipei felt content, as if this proved Qiao Jing belonged

of the world’s top models, were exposed to the air, creating the effect of

Jing didn’t notice this; her mind

seeing a slight flush on Qiao Jing’s face, worried she might

I won’t

more wine to her glass, then unsteadily stood up

there a swimming pool on the

“Yes.”

growing for Qiao Jing’s swaying figure as he got up

reached the edge of the pool; under the influence of alcohol, she carelessly slipped, losing control of

“Qiao Jing!”

in a flash, tightly embracing her just as she was about to fall into the

A splash followed.

of

onto the deck as Zhan Qipei, holding Qiao

aback. The contours of Qiao Jing’s proud figure were faintly visible beneath her wet, white shirt. Looking further down, her smooth legs were dotted with lingering droplets of water. Her bare feet tread upon the floor, toes

eyes. Gone was her usual

water, her hair sticking to her shoulders. The soaked white shirt clung tightly

one glance, Zhan Qipei felt his

to see Qiao

back to change clothes,”

threatened to continue rising, as he took

was certain Qiao Jing was

to the bed in the room, where she lay down and closed her

his own shirts, Qiao Jing had already fallen asleep

this, wet and clammy until morning, she’d catch a cold without

struggle, Zhan Qipei’s hand reached for the collar of Qiao Jing’s shirt,

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