Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 57: Chapter 55 Qiao Jing Gets Drunk and Insists on Taking Her Home

As soon as the singing started, everyone immediately became immersed in the enchanting voice.

The English pronunciation was authentic and natural, not giving off the impression of forcibly singing in English.

Moreover, Qiao Jing’s voice wasn’t shrill like that of a typical girl, rather, it brought a very enjoyable and comfortable state to the listener.

The song continued.

“Every shalalala

Every wo wo oh

Still shines

Every shing-a-ling-a-ling

That they’re starting to sing

So fine

…”

Up to this point, not a single note was off-key, and she sang steadily, relaxed, and with great involvement.

Zhan Qipei’s eyes were fixed on Qiao Jing without blinking. The girl sat there quietly singing, as if she were the only person in the world, solely beautiful, solely radiant.

It was a beauty beyond the description of words.

Not just Zhan Qipei, but everyone else was also mesmerized and stupefied by the performance.

When the song ended, the lingering sound resonated in the hall.

Qiao Jing casually handed the microphone to Zhan Qipei, “Do you want to sing one?”

Before Zhan Qipei could respond, Zhan Ruiting spoke up eagerly, “Doctor Qiao, let’s not bother my cousin; he never sings in front of others, he’s probably tone-deaf. How about we sing a duet instead?”

Tone-deaf?

Qiao Jing looked at the handsome Zhan Qipei, her delicate brows slightly raised, finding this quite unexpected.

“Sure, let’s sing one,” Qiao Jing hadn’t had enough of singing since that was the very reason for being there.

Zhan Ruiting was overjoyed upon hearing Qiao Jing’s agreement and scurried over to her.

At that moment, Zhan Qipei picked up the microphone and looked at Qiao Jing, “Let’s sing one, the same song you just sang.”

“You know it?” Qiao Jing’s face showed surprise.

“Hmm,” Zhan Qipei nodded and reselected the song.

Zhan Ruiting looked at Zhan Qipei with puffed cheeks, “Cousin, what’s the point of competing with me?”

In response to Zhan Ruiting, Zhan Qipei sent him a look that wasn’t too friendly.

The music prelude started again.

Qiao Jing turned to Zhan Qipei, “Do you want to start singing, or shall I?”

“Ladies first,” Zhan Qipei replied.

Ladies first for this as well?

After a small internal complaint, Qiao Jing began to sing.

Although Qiao Jing had already sung the song once, it didn’t stop the onlookers from enjoying it.

A pleasing voice is something one could listen to a thousand times without growing tired of it.

After Qiao Jing finished the first verse, Zhan Qipei continued with the next.

The man’s voice was dark and husky, intoxicatingly deep, like a bass cannon.

Especially for Qiao Jing, who was closest to Zhan Qipei and felt the most significant impact, her attention was immediately captivated by the man.

Looking at the man beside her, his profile was extraordinarly handsome, his voice like the music produced by a cello.

At that moment, Zhan Qipei exhibited his masculine charisma to the extreme.

Even someone with a strong will like Qiao Jing experienced a fleeting moment of distraction and a near-breathless thrill.

One had to admit, Zhan Qipei was outstanding!

By the end of the song, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei exchanged a glance and, finding a tacit understanding, sang together in unison.

The girl’s clear and melodious voice floated above, while the man’s deep and mellow voice supported from below, intertwining indistinctly, blending into each other, deeply entwining, with you in me and me in you, reaching an incredible state of harmonious unity.

Such singing was harmoniously conceived as if it could foster new life.

After singing, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei once again exchanged looks, eyes revealing mutual admiration.

Xu Moqian charged over, stepping between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei.

“Sister Jing, shall we sing one too?”

“What do you want to sing?”

“That one about the ‘Lady, ah ha,’ that one.”

Qiao Jing “…”

“No way!” Zhan Qipei extended his hand and shoved Xu Moqian aside.

“Why not? You—” Xu Moqian hadn’t finished speaking when Zhan Ruiting pushed him away.

“Doctor Qiao, it’s my turn, let’s sing together.”

Lu Zijiao nudged Lu Zijin, “Brother, don’t be shy at a time like this, if you keep this up, Qiao Jing will be snatched away. Look at them, what’s the difference from a pack of wolves?”

Lin Xiuxiang covered her mouth and sneaked a laugh; true to form, wherever Qiao Qiao went, such scenes followed.

It seemed the time had come for her to intervene.

“Qiao Qiao, could you accompany me to the restroom? I feel a bit dizzy from the drinks.”

Lin Xiuxiang had said it casually, but when she actually stood up, her legs suddenly went weak.

Just as she was about to fall, a hand suddenly reached out, very gentlemanly supporting her.

“Miss Lin, are you alright?”

Lin Xiuxiang turned to look and upon seeing Tang Yan’s defined jawline, she couldn’t help the blush that spread across her cheeks.

“N-no, I’m fine, thank you.” Lin Xiuxiang pursed her lips, withdrawing her hand.

“Xiangxiang, are you okay?” Qiao Jing approached with concern.

“I might have really drunk a bit too much.” Lin Xiuxiang’s heart was still thumping wildly in her chest.

“Good to hear you’re okay, I’ll go with you to the restroom.”

“Yeah, okay.”

After two steps, Lin Xiuxiang glanced back at Tang Yan, quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks redder, her heart beating even more fiercely.

Tang Yan stared at the door for a while before snapping back to reality, looking at his hand, feeling suddenly like spring was on its way.

The group played until three in the morning.

Qiao Jing rarely got so joyous; in her merriment, she drank too much.

Her body languidly leaned against the back of the sofa, face flushed with a deep red, eyes half-closed, lost in a haze.

Seeing Qiao Jing like this, Zhan Qipei felt inexplicably as if the room temperature had risen several degrees.

Xu Moqian burped from the alcohol, approaching Qiao Jing, “Sister Jing, shall I take you home?”

Upon hearing this, Zhan Ruiting immediately got up from the table, “I’ll take her, I’ll take her! No one else fight me for it!”

Lu Zijiao pushed Zhan Ruiting to the ground, “You’re all so drunk, how can you take her home? My brother didn’t drink, it’s most appropriate for him to do it.”

Xu Moqian and Zhan Ruiting simultaneously turned to look at Lu Zijin, “So scheming!”

As they were all vying to take Qiao Jing home, Zhan Qipei came to her side, coldly eyeing Xu Moqian and the others, “I am her lawful husband right now, she doesn’t need you to take her anywhere.”

Zhan Qipei’s words left Xu Moqian and the others unconvinced.

“You’re just temporary, and Sister Jing is so drunk, what if you take advantage of her?”

“Exactly, cousin, you better not take her, even if you don’t have those kinds of thoughts towards Doctor Qiao, with just the two of you alone, dry wood and a raging fire, what if something happens?”

Lu Zijiao also stepped up, “Young Master Zhan, I think they’re right, you don’t like Qiao Jing anyway, better let my brother take care of her.”

Zhan Qipei stood like an iceberg, shielding Qiao Jing, looking like he could take on thousands all by himself.

Anyone who dared to compete with him for her was welcome to try.

“Let’s have Sister Jing decide, shall we?” Xu Moqian looked at Qiao Jing, “Sister Jing, who would you like to take you home?”