Chapter 59 - 57 Why is it Qiao Jing?
Chapter 59: Chapter 57 Why is it Qiao Jing?
Zhan Qipei lay on the bed motionless, feeling the warm and tender body on top of him, and realized something was off.
Upon recognizing this, Zhan Qipei tensed up and became serious.
If she were the girl who had saved him, he would have been more than willing to go with the flow, but she had always denied it, and he also hadn’t found any evidence to prove it.
It was just a faint intuition and speculation, which really didn’t count for much.
What if one day the girl who saved him appeared and he had to fulfill his promise to repay the life-saving grace with his own body?
Moreover, the points Lu Zijiao had analyzed with him were not without reason.
Perhaps the girl knew of his identity and that he was married to Qiao Jing, which was why she had been avoiding him.
Therefore, he must not let a moment of impulse jeopardize the bright future he and that girl could have.
After a few breaths, he gradually calmed down.
When Zhan Qipei opened his eyes again, they had regained their clarity.
He moved Qiao Jing’s arms and legs away, pulled up the covers, and then went to sleep in Qiao Jing’s room.
The next day.
When Qiao Jing awoke, she found herself naked and immediately checked herself, finding no problems.
Her gaze swept around.
“This is Zhan Qipei’s room,” she murmured.
Qiao Jing only remembered following Zhan Qipei home, and then the man said he was going to buy medicine; after that, she remembered nothing.
After calmly analyzing for a while, Qiao Jing roughly guessed what had happened the previous night.
“Ding dong dong—” The sound of knocking on the door arose.
Followed by the man’s voice from outside.
“I bought breakfast and put it on the table, I need to go to work now.”
“Oh, thank you,” Qiao Jing politely replied.
After a few seconds of silence, Zhan Qipei continued, “You were sleeping in my bed last night, and since you didn’t wake up, I went to sleep in your bed.”
“Hmm, I guessed as much.”
Hearing the girl’s calm voice, Zhan Qipei frowned, “Don’t you have any questions?”
While getting dressed, Qiao Jing said, “You wouldn’t do anything to me, I’m not worried.”
Zhan Qipei’s eyelid twitched, What does this woman think, that he’s infertile? Is that the real reason she’s at ease?
To tell the truth, he had almost lost control over the beast caged inside him last night.
“I’m not impotent, it’s just that I haven’t met someone I like,” he said.
Although he felt there was no need to explain this to Qiao Jing, he didn’t know why he spoke out anyway.
“I know,” Qiao Jing replied, having seen and felt it during the surgery.
He knew?
So she just took his word for it?
Zhan Qipei frowned, or was she just fobbing him off with her answer?
Forget it, all of this was irrelevant to him; he had no need to waste energy thinking about such matters.
“I’m off to work now.”
Having said that, Zhan Qipei grabbed his car keys and left the apartment.
No sooner had Zhan Qipei left than Qiao Jing received a phone call from Xu Hongzu.
As soon as the call connected, she could hear Xu Hongzu’s overjoyed voice.
“Xiao Jing, congratulations! Hahaha—The research results are out! It’s a success! We did it! Hahaha—”
Although Qiao Jing had expected this result, she still felt an uncontrollable joy in her heart when she heard the confirmation.
“It’s not just me to congratulate, this is the result of the collective effort of our research institute,” she said.
Qiao Jing wasn’t just being diplomatic; these were her genuine feelings.
Hearing Qiao Jing say this, Xu Hongzu couldn’t have been more impressed.
With a character like hers, how could she not be likable?
“By the way, Xiao Jing, with the successful research of the new corn variety, you’ve been awarded a significant bonus. How do you plan on using it?”
Qiao Jing replied without hesitation, “Half of it will go towards the next research project, and the other half… I’ll donate all of it to the children in impoverished mountainous areas, in the name of the research institute, not personally.”
The more Qiao Jing spoke, the more Xu Hongzu admired her; he wished she was his own granddaughter.
“Alright, we’ll do as you say. Also, there’s a grand award ceremony planned for you, will you show up?”
Qiao Jing furrowed her brows, “I don’t like being so high-profile.”
“Won’t you go?”
“I will go, but not as Professor Qiao. I’ll ask you to accept the award on my behalf.”
“Okay, no problem.”
That night, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei were called to dinner at Purple Garden.
Su Manhan picked up a sweet and sour rib and placed it in Zhan Qipei’s bowl.
“You haven’t been back for a long time, and you love Auntie Li’s sweet and sour ribs the most. Eat more.”