Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 333

Chapter 332: Chapter 322: Forcing Zhan Qipei to Drink Herbal Medicine

Today’s lunch was at the orphanage, and Lin Xiuxiang woke up not long after, insisting on helping them make buns.

Qiao Jing didn’t hesitate to send her back to bed and had Tang Yan and Zhan Qipei help with the bun-making instead.

Zhan Qipei felt sorry for her and watched Qiao Jing’s belly with concern.

Clearly his own wife was also pregnant, so why couldn’t he take a break?

Thinking of this, he immediately sped up the bun-making process, hoping to prevent Qiao Jing from working too hard.

During the meal, all the kids swarmed around Qiao Jing, chattering about something.

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Zhan Qipei was squeezed out by the children and watched the cluster of little boys around Qiao Jing with a deep gaze.

When Qiao Jing noticed his look, she shook her head helplessly.

This guy, how can he be jealous of children?

After lunch, Qiao Jing got into the car, and went home with the man.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, she suddenly thought of how Zhan Qipei had increased his speed in making buns, which made her curious.

“How come you suddenly became so fast at making buns? Haven’t you not mastered it yet?”

Zhan Qipei’s hand on the steering wheel paused as he considered how to answer Qiao Jing’s question, but a phone call came in at that moment.

He pressed the answer button, the phone connected to the car’s Bluetooth, and automatically switched to speakerphone.

Su Manhan’s voice came through, tinged with a bit of urgency.

“Qipei, come home for dinner tonight.”

She had specially prepared a medicinal brew, which was sure to cure Qipei; he needed to rush back in time to drink it while it was hot.

Before Zhan Qipei could answer, there came the sound of Grandpa Zhan knocking his walking stick from the other end of the phone.

“And bring Xiao Jing along for dinner, or Qipei, don’t bother coming back either.”

Su Manhan suddenly fell silent, waiting for Zhan Qipei’s response.

Zhan Qipei glanced at Qiao Jing beside him, seeking her opinion.

Qiao Jing pondered for a moment, guessing that there must be a reason for Su Manhan to ask Zhan Qipei to come home for dinner.

Even though she didn’t want to go to Purple Garden, Grandpa Zhan had spoken, and she had to go; otherwise, it would be bad if she caused any delay for Zhan Qipei.

it through, she gave Zhan Qipei

Manhan’s anxious voice came

Did you

only replied after Qiao Jing gave

“Yeah, I got it.”

puzzled; his mother’s voice just now, why was it so worried and

What had happened?

what concerned him more at the moment was that Qiao Jing was willing to accompany him home for

home for dinner with him, did that mean they had taken a step closer in their

good mood, his lips curling slightly, his tone carrying a

we won’t need

responded with a

Purple Garden.

the door,

identified the purpose of the few medicinal dishes; they were for

would undoubtedly make him robust, but the side

his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he formed

because they want him to

was the purpose

Zhan Qipei, her eyes

back, Qipei, come

and the two

waving at Qiao Jing from across

Grandpa Zhan as she approached

“Grandpa Zhan.”

Yuanshan nodded

Xiao Jing, sit down and

were both seated, a bowl of herbal medicine

forward to Zhan Qipei’s reaction, and when her son made

simmer this for you, it’s been on the stove

thick scent of herbal medicine spread through the air, and

bit too strong? It must be really bitter. What’s the point of making

lifted her chin and

nourishment, of course. Your brother’s infertility needs to

Jing slightly raised her eyes upon hearing

to Qiao Jing’s indifferent expression, Zhan Qipei couldn’t help but twitch the corner of

to drink

furrowed her

This medicine is

she was

her mother’s single-minded determination

energetically patted her chest while tears came out from coughing, and with a mixture of laughter and tears, she looked at Su

need to nourish

was pregnant

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