Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 689 - 678: Consecutive Humiliations

Fu Ming noticed Qiao Jing’s impatience but still didn’t give up, his words slick with flattery:

"Miss Qiao, don’t I just want to get to know you a little better? We could start off as friends and slowly get to know each other. I can guarantee, I’m not much less than your husband!"

Whether it was because of Miss Qiao’s looks or his own competitive spirit, or even the bet made with Young Master Wang, he had to win Miss Qiao over!

The more challenging Miss Qiao was to pursue, the more it spurred his competitive spirit to win her over.

Qiao Jing looked at Fu Ming expressionlessly and said coldly:

"I have no interest in getting to know you."

After dropping that sentence, she paced outward to leave.

But Fu Ming still hadn’t lost heart and insisted on following behind Qiao Jing.

"It’s alright, Miss Qiao, as long as I want to get to know you, that’s what counts. Can’t we at least become friends?"

Qiao Jing couldn’t be bothered to deal with Fu Ming and was ready to hail a taxi to return to the resort.

Being unfamiliar with An City and with Fu Ming persistently tailing her, she decided to head back and venture out some other time.

But as she stepped out of Zhouhuan Restaurant, the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of a place that piqued her interest.

Qiao Jing squinted her phoenix eyes slightly, halted her steps, and looked towards the Archery Range not far away.

It had been a while since she last practiced archery, and encountering it today made her itch to try.

Moreover, this store was the very one where she had registered, the Archery Range where she broke many records.

However, this was a branch; the main store was in the capital.

Fu Ming noticed Qiao Jing’s gaze and eagerly pulled out another VIP card from his wallet.

"Miss Qiao, do you want to do some archery? As it happens, I’m also a VIP member of this establishment. I have memberships at all the upscale entertainment places in An City."

"Miss Qiao, instead of playing alone, why not join me? I’m not only a VIP member in all famous places within An City, but I also offer a free sports car ride for you. Isn’t that great? And as for your husband, he’s nowhere to be seen this early morning, while I can keep you company!"

Qiao Jing didn’t spare Fu Ming a single glance and continued to walk straight into the Archery Range.

Following closely, Fu Ming quickly took out his VIP card at the lobby counter and handed it to the staff.

He coughed twice, feigning a domineering CEO demeanor, and said:

"I’m with this lady here, clear two spots for us over there in the hall."

The Archery Range was quite busy, and generally, people went to the shared area for archery. Those with private booths were rare.

The staff member took the VIP card and was about to proceed with the service when he saw the exclusive card in Qiao Jing’s hand.

He froze in disbelief, thinking he had seen wrong, and quickly rubbed his eyes.

After rubbing his eyes several times and making sure he was not mistaken, he immediately stepped out from behind the service desk, accepted Qiao Jing’s card with both hands, and gave her a respectful bow.

"Miss Qiao! You’re here; I’ll take you to your exclusive private booth."

Hearing what the staff member said, Fu Ming could no longer keep up the smile on his face, and his expression stiffened.

"Miss Qiao... so you have a private booth? That’s alright, if you’re going to play archery, do you need me to teach you? My archery skills are pretty good!"

Even though Miss Qiao had a private booth, it didn’t mean she was good at archery. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

He was considered skilled at archery in An City, and moreover, he could use this as an excuse to get closer to Miss Qiao.

Now, he was even more curious about Miss Qiao, wondering how she could repeatedly produce items of higher status than his own, indirectly slapping his face.

Could it really be as Miss Qiao said before, that she wasn’t short of money? But if she wasn’t short of money, why would she take a taxi?

Qiao Jing didn’t even glance at Fu Ming; her gaze fell on the staff member.

"Let’s go."

She didn’t know if her archery skills had declined during this long period without practice.

The staff member quickly nodded and walked ahead to lead the way for Qiao Jing.

Seeing this, Fu Ming bit his teeth and hurriedly followed.

The staff member thought Qiao Jing and Fu Ming knew each other, so when he followed them into the VIP room, they did not stop him.

Qiao Jing knew this guy Fu Ming had followed her in and gave him a cold side glance.

"Aren’t you leaving?"

By now she had seen enough of Fu Ming’s thick-skinned behavior, he followed wherever she went.

And she had already clearly refused him, yet he still insisted on following her.

Fu Ming glanced at the well-equipped VIP room and took a suitable bow and arrows for himself, saying eagerly:

"I’m here to teach Miss Qiao how to shoot, aren’t I? My skills are definitely good; I never miss!"

With that, he pulled back the bowstring and shot ten arrows in rapid succession.

Fu Ming, looking at his seven nine-ring and three eight-ring shots, proudly tilted his chin and turned to Qiao Jing.

"Miss Qiao, what do you think of my archery skills? Not bad, right? Do you need me to teach you?"

He had achieved quite a few good results in this Archery Range and had even broken several records, but he was never able to surpass the one ranked first, Jing.

After all, Jing shot ten arrows, each hitting the bullseye, and he had always wanted to meet this person but never had the chance.

Qiao Jing’s face remained indifferent, not betraying any hint of her feelings.

She casually picked up a bow, drew the bowstring in her hand, squinted one eye, aimed at the bullseye, and then released her hold.

The arrow shot from Qiao Jing’s hand carved a sharp trajectory through the wind, heading straight for the bullseye!

When Fu Ming saw this, he felt as if he could hear the sound of the arrow slicing through the air beside his ear.

Moreover, when he saw Qiao Jing’s posture while drawing the arrow, he could tell she was an experienced archer.

"Swish—"

The first arrow Qiao Jing released had already hit the bullseye—dead center!

When Fu Ming saw this, he was startled for a moment, yet he still kept a smile on his face.

"It seems Miss Qiao is quite lucky. I’ve nearly hit the bullseye a few times myself; just had a bit of bad luck following through."

Qiao Jing glanced at Fu Ming, drew her bow again, and shot nine arrows in succession, each time hitting the bullseye, showing him that it was not luck but skill.

Fu Ming stood there dumbfounded, his smile stiffening with each arrow she released.

Now, seeing Qiao Jing’s results, the smile on his face completely froze. He thought he was dreaming and pinched himself secretly, immediately releasing his grip from the pain.

After confirming he was not dreaming, he looked again at Qiao Jing’s results.

Ten in a row... all bullseyes?!

Such an astonishing result; he had only seen it from the person known as Jing, who dominated the Archery Range leaderboard!

The archery skills of the Miss Qiao in front of him could actually compare to Jing, who had been topping the rankings for years?!!

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