Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 353 - 342: Zhan Qipei Insists on Going into the Bathroom with Qiao Jing

Chapter 353: Chapter 342: Zhan Qipei Insists on Going into the Bathroom with Qiao Jing

Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips, showing no intention of leaving.

“Your foot is sprained and it’s inconvenient. I’ll help—”

Before he could finish, he was pushed out of the bathroom by Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing stood inside the bathroom, staring speechlessly at the tightly shut door.

Through the frosted glass door, she could see a somewhat blurred figure still standing outside. This man was still there.

She felt her patience had reached its limit and started to speak through gritted teeth.

“Zhan Qipei, go do your thing and stop guarding the door.”

The man stood outside. With the sounds from the bathroom somewhat audible to him, how could she have the heart to use the toilet?

Zhan Qipei heard the speechlessness in Qiao Jing’s tone and did not dare to contradict his wife, but he worried too much to leave.

“No way, I’m concerned something might happen to you. I’ll wait here outside. Call me if you need anything.”

Qiao Jing was amused to the point of laughter, with the corner of her mouth twitching and her chest heaving heavily.

It was just a trip to the toilet, what could happen?

Could she possibly fall into the toilet bowl?

“Last time I’m asking, are you leaving or not?”

Zhan Qipei saw how adamant she was and reluctantly took a step back.

“Fine, I’ll go cook. Call me after you finish in the toilet, and I’ll come to help you.”

He couldn’t afford to upset his wife at this time, especially since it was a special period, but then again, he wouldn’t usually do anything to make Qiao Jing angry.

He hurried to the kitchen and started preparing lunch with ingredients from the fridge.

Qiao Jing finally relaxed after seeing the person leave.

This man was truly hard to persuade…

Meanwhile, downstairs at Nantai Apartment.

Young Master Yang and Young Master Jiang were supporting each other, walking warily in case they aggravated their wounds by accident.

Young Master Jiang’s face was swollen badly, with a bruise around his eye socket, and one hand wrapped in a bandage.

The most miserable was Young Master Liu, who had been beaten to the point where he now had to sit in a wheelchair, following behind the other two by turning the wheels with his hands.

He had spoken the filthiest words yesterday, which resulted in Ni Yue stomping on his legs several times, causing him to be unable to walk today.

He was fuming inside and roared for someone to find out Qiao Jing’s whereabouts.

“That woman fainted and was taken to the hospital yesterday. I checked this morning and found out she’s already gone home, she must be quite weak now. Young Master Yang, are these bodyguards you brought reliable?”

Upon hearing Young Master Liu’s words, Young Master Yang showed a smug smile and boasted confidently.

“Of course they’re reliable, I spent good money on them. Couldn’t they be reliable? That woman was so fierce yesterday, and in the end, she still passed out. Just watch how I’ll handle her later!”

His heart held significant dissatisfaction toward Qiao Jing and Ni Yue, since they not only injured him yesterday but also forced him to beg for mercy, a situation he had never experienced before as he grew up.

Although he was somewhat afraid of Qiao Jing, his anger surpassed his fear. Besides, he’d already blown his own trumpet, so there was no turning back now.

Several burly bodyguards followed behind Young Master Yang, looking vicious.

The corner of Young Master Jiang’s mouth hurt, and he grimaced.

“Stop dawdling, let’s go. How dare they hit me so hard!”

The three of them, accompanied by several well-trained bodyguards, took the elevator to Qiao Jing’s floor.

As soon as they rang the doorbell, Young Master Yang’s bodyguards were ready and positioned at the front, prepared to reach out and grab someone as soon as the door opened.

A moment later, when the door opened, the lead bodyguard immediately lunged forward to seize the person.

Zhan Qipei, at the sight of such a figure rushing in, didn’t say a word and kicked the person straight out.

The bodyguard, not expecting to miss and get kicked, lost control and flew outwards, making a direct and intimate contact with the ground.

“Bang!”

The bodyguard slammed into the wall and nearly broke his waist, his face contorted in agony as cold sweat poured down.

Seeing this, the other bodyguards quickly approached, trying to subdue Zhan Qipei.

But their fate was identical to that of the lead bodyguard, and in a matter of seconds, they were all lying on the ground.

Young Master Jiang was the first to regain his composure and quickly put on an ingratiating smile.

“We were just taking a look around, President Zhan, what brings you here?”

Hearing the words “President Zhan” startled Young Master Yang into alertness, his previously blank mind quickly clearing up.

President Zhan?

Which President Zhan?

Could it really be that President Zhan?

Seeing the obsequious expression on Young Master Jiang’s face, he had his epiphany.

It had to be President Zhan of Zhan Corporation.

Before Zhan Qipei could reply, a series of footsteps came from the living room.

The three of them watched as Zhan Qipei’s expressionless face visibly softened with tenderness at an observable speed.

They were so frightened that they felt goosebumps, certain this had to be an illusion…

That is until they saw Qiao Jing walking over from the living room, eyes bulging in shock.

The woman they had beaten up was actually living with Zhan Qipei?!

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When Zhan Qipei saw Qiao Jing come out, he quickly stepped forward, reached out to hold her waist, and his tense face softened considerably.

“Why didn’t you call me when you came out? I told you to let me help you when you come out.”

Qiao Jing shook her head, her gaze falling on the three men standing in the staircase area.

She had just come out of the bathroom and saw Zhan Qipei’s silhouette at the door, not returning for quite some time, as if someone had come. Curious, she had walked over.

But Qiao Jing had not expected that the people who had come would be the same three men from yesterday. Her beautiful brows furrowed, and a cold frost began to form in her cool eyes.

“Why are you here?”

She hadn’t even sought them out to settle the score, and they had directly come to her?

Could it be she hadn’t hit them hard enough yesterday?