Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 348 - 337: The Fight Began

Chapter 348 -337: The Fight Began

Young Master Chen let out a playful “yo-he,” and patted Young Master Jiang on the shoulder with a chuckling smile.

“Ah Jiang, don’t boast. If you’ve seen her, how could I possibly have not?”

Young Master Jiang tried hard to search his mind for Qiao Jing’s face; he seemed to indeed have seen her before but couldn’t remember where.

Young Master Yang suddenly took notice of Ni Yue, who was sitting beside Qiao Jing, and his smile became somewhat suggestive.

“Look at the one in the spaghetti strap top, she also seems pretty good-looking.”

When Young Master Chen saw Ni Yue’s face, he also got a bit excited.

“Today, I’ve stumbled upon two great beauties.”

After saying that, he stood up and straightened his clothes.

Young Master Yang nudged Young Master Chen’s shoulder and stood up as well; seeing Young Master Jiang still not seated, he asked.

“You coming or not?”

Young Master Jiang picked up the glass in his hand and shook his head.

“I’m not going. I haven’t gotten tired of the new game I just started.”

Young Master Chen chuckled in amusement and put his arm around Young Master Yang’s shoulder.

“It’s just as well if you don’t come. Two beauties, one for me and one for Young Master Yang.”

As Qiao Jing was drinking her sweet soup, someone suddenly took the empty seat beside her, not even asking before sitting down with his own stool.

She glanced sideways slightly and saw it was a strange man.

Qiao Jing gently raised her delicate eyebrows and slowly breathed out two words.

“Move away.”

Young Master Chen still had a smile on his face, and finding Qiao Jing so resistant only excited him further.

He knew these women liked to play hard to get, and the one in front of him was definitely no exception. Based on his experience, he couldn’t just go up to her so directly.

“Apologies, miss, I just wanted to get to know you; I didn’t mean to trouble you.”

Qiao Jing withdrew her gaze, her cold voice rising again with an undisputed tone.

“Mhm, you can move now.”

Young Master Chen didn’t expect Qiao Jing to be so difficult to approach, and his smile stiffened.

“Beauty, why be so cold? I’ll pay for your table; let’s get to know each other, shall we?”

Young Master Yang, sitting next to Ni Yue, chimed in, “Getting to know us won’t hurt, and you can come out with us more often.”

Ni Yue, clearly irritated, rolled her eyes and stood up to squeeze past Young Master Chen, saying displeasingly,

“Who wants to know you? Excuse me, don’t disturb us.”

Young Master Chen glanced at Qiao Jing’s stunningly beautiful face, held back, and spoke up again.

“Don’t be like that, just making friends. You two must be lonely eating alone, right? Why not join us at our table?”

As he spoke, he tried to move closer to Qiao Jing but was blocked by Ni Yue.

Ni Yue took off her gloves, crossed her arms, and stood in front of Qiao Jing, glaring at the two men.

“I said, who cares to know you? Don’t come over and bother us.”

Both Young Master Yang and Young Master Chen were clearly not used to rejection, and their smiles vanished accordingly.

Young Master Chen looked at Ni Yue’s attire, his initial feigned politeness gone without a trace, and spoke in a manner hard to stomach,

“What’s with the high and mighty act? We’re doing you a favor by hanging out with you, and besides, it’s the middle of winter and you’re dressed so scantily. Who are you trying to seduce? There’s a limit to playing hard to get.”

Seeing the two men’s refusal to give them face, Young Master Yang also got angry.

“Don’t push away a friendly hand. Not happy even when I say I’ll foot the bill, you’re really hard to please. What’s with the attitude in front of me?”

Qiao Jing, after hearing the insults thrown at Ni Yue, put down the skewer in her hand, her icy gaze sharp as daggers, piercing straight toward the two men.

Her aura was incredibly powerful, causing even the temperature to drop by several degrees. With the light parting of her vermilion lips, she uttered a single word.

“Scram.”

Young Master Chen and Young Master Yang were intimidated by Qiao Jing’s presence, especially by her icy stare.

They suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, and cold sweat broke out.

Young Master Chen swallowed hard instinctively, cursing inwardly.

Damn it, how could this woman have such a strong presence? He was actually scared.

After a moment, a distinctly displeased expression surfaced on Young Master Chen’s face.

It was his first time being snubbed while hitting on someone, and with a sneer, his language started to get uglier.

“You better ask around the capital about the Chen Family, who hasn’t heard of our reputation? You’re just relying on your looks, otherwise I wouldn’t give a damn about you. Women like you, pretending to be all high and mighty on the surface, who knows what you’re really doing in someone else’s bed—”

He didn’t get to finish his sentence before Ni Yue’s hand struck his face with a crisp “smack.”

Ni Yue had used all her strength in that slap, causing Young Master Chen’s head to turn to the side. She flexed her wrist afterward.

“The Chen Family? Never heard of it. Only someone as filthy as you could think such low thoughts.”

Young Master Chen was stunned by Ni Yue’s slap, holding his struck cheek and turning back to look at her.

“Goddamn, you dare to hit me?!!”

Ni Yue pulled a tissue from the table, carelessly wiped her hands, and tossed the trash onto Young Master Chen.

“Scum like you deserve to be hit.”

Young Master Yang hadn’t expected Ni Yue to be so fierce, cursing under his breath.

While Ni Yue was dealing with Young Master Chen, he moved a few steps forward, thinking to sneak an attack from behind.

But before he could take a few steps, Qiao Jing’s foot lashed out in an instant, flipping him over.

The speed was so fast that Young Master Yang hadn’t even reacted before he was lying on the ground.

Seeing his companion suddenly sprawled on the ground, Young Master Chen was taken aback.

“Young Master Yang? Why are you lying on the ground?”

Just as Young Master Yang tried to speak, a throbbing pain shot through his chest, twisting his features in agony.

Clutching at his chest, he glared at Qiao Jing hatefully. He struggled to his feet with the aid of a chair.

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When Young Master Jiang saw the commotion, he quickly put down his drink and rushed over.

“What the hell, you guys actually dared to hit my brother?”

Young Master Chen’s left cheek bore the vivid imprint of a slap. Grimacing with rage, he shouted.

“Young Master Jiang, get everyone outside here now!! Today, I must torture these two women to death!”

In less than half a minute, Qiao Jing and Ni Yue were surrounded by a dozen burly men.

Qiao Jing’s expression was impassive as she glanced at the men, her aura extremely oppressive.

The men were somewhat intimidated by Qiao Jing’s piercing gaze.

Ni Yue hadn’t expected them to call in so many people. She spat in Chen’s direction and grumbled.

“So shameless.”

Looking worriedly at Qiao Jing, her eyes fixated on her unhealed wounds, and then at the dozen men, she gritted her teeth.

“Xiao Jingjing, you’re still injured, so don’t fight, okay? Leave them to me, you could maybe call the police first.”

Ni Yue had barely finished speaking when one of the men was already sent tumbling to the ground by Qiao Jing’s kick.

Qiao Jing retracted her foot, glancing at Ni Yue.

Now Ni Yue understood Qiao Jing’s intention and, before the fight broke out, still didn’t forget to give a reminder.

“If you can kick, just kick. We can easily take down these little bastards without using our hands.”

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