Chapter 102 Zhan Qi Pei, here’s the thing about me being a woman!
Seeing Qiao Jing's painful look, Zhan Qi Pei panicked instantly. He stretched out his hand and hung it on the back of Qiao Jing's waist, whether it was a hug or not.
"I'll take you to the hospital!"
Qiao Jing's lower abdomen is now so painful that something is about to fall down. This feeling is the most familiar feeling for every woman.
Counting the days, she shouldn't arrive until tomorrow or tomorrow. She probably drank half a bottle of ice water just now, which caused her aunt to arrive early.
Just when Qiao Jing was thinking this, the warmth suddenly slipped down, and the discomfort under her body instantly reached the extreme.
"I'm really fine, I just need to rest for a while."
Qiao Jing bit her lower lip, holding back the strong discomfort, holding her belly and walking slowly towards the room.
"You're like this, and you still say you're fine? You—" Before Zhan Qi Pei could finish his words, his attention was attracted by the blockbuster behind Qiao Jing.
"Don't follow me!" Qiao Jing quickened his pace and walked quickly towards his room.
As a result, before she could reach the door of the room, she was caught up by the long-legged man behind her, and without saying a word, she was picked up horizontally.
"No matter what you say or insist on today, I will send you to the hospital!"
Zhan Qipei's face was serious and tense, and he looked like he was dealing with national affairs.
"Put me down, you-"
"Shut up!" Zhan Qipei interrupted Qiao Jing's words in a deep voice.
Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Qi Pei with her incredibly beautiful eyes wide open.
He told her to shut up? It would be difficult to find another person in the world who dared to speak in such a tone to her.
But it didn't give her an unpleasant feeling, because she knew that a man would do this for her own good.
Zhan Qipei carried Qiao Jing to the entrance and started to change his shoes.
"Put me down quickly, I'm really fine!"
No matter what Qiao Jing said, Zhan Qi Pei just wouldn't let her go.
She had no choice but to struggle down from the man's arms.
Who knew the sad thing was that when she exerted force, the pain of falling worsened and she felt warm again.
At this time, her body was almost in front of the man, so she knew that it must have touched him without even looking.
Zhan Qi Pei changed his shoes, put his hand on the doorknob, and turned it.
"Zhan Qi Pei! Here comes the thing about me being a woman!" After Qiao Jing shouted this, she turned her head to the side, the tips of her ears flushed with shame.
Zhan Qi Pei's movement of turning the door handle was frozen. After a full three seconds, he recovered from his daze. His eyes gradually shifted and fell on the girl in his arms. He saw that she wanted to find a mouse hole to crawl in.
He felt that Qiao Jing did not lie to him.
"Why don't you let me down yet!" Qiao Jing said bravely.
Zhan Qipei moved his mouth slightly. He originally wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he found that he didn't know what to say.
After putting down Qiao Jing, he looked at the large and charming clothes on Qiao Jing's light-colored jeans, and then lowered his head to look at his white shirt, which was stained with blossoming winter plum blossoms.
Qiao Jing raised his forehead and said, "Take off your shirt and I'll wash it for you later. If you don't want it anymore, I'll buy you a new one."
"No need." Zhan Qipei said and started to unbutton and take off his clothes.
Qiao Jing couldn't care so much now. She had to change her pants quickly and lie down on the bed to have a good rest.
After Zhan Qi Pei took off his clothes, he walked to the trash can and prepared to throw the clothes in.
The clothes were hanging in the air. Zhan Qipei looked at the dots of red on his shirt. For some reason, he didn't feel dirty at all.
After more than ten seconds of silence, Zhan Qipei took back his hand, took the shirt to the bathroom, connected it to hot water, and put it in laundry detergent to soak it in.
Because the blood was just on it, it was washed away after a little rubbing.
Although he is the richest man in the imperial capital, he cannot waste too much.
Yes, that's it. The reason why he didn't throw away his clothes was not because of Qiao Jing.
After Zhan Qipei suggested himself, random thoughts no longer appeared in his mind.
When the scene changed, Qian Haisheng looked at the mobile phone on the table with a gloomy and murderous face.
Qian Yuang's eyes shifted from his mobile phone, "Dad, didn't you hire more than ten killers? How could this be the result?"
"I still want to know!" Qian Haisheng said angrily, "I guess maybe she was lucky and someone happened to pass by and rescued her, or some other accident happened."
No matter which one it was, Qian Haisheng had made several guesses in his mind, but he did not guess that all those killers were solved by Qiao Jing alone.
"Then what should we do now? Find a few more people?"
Qian Haisheng was silent for two seconds and said coldly: "This girl must die!"
"Then hire the league's number one killer Leng Qing? His mission success rate is 100%. If he wants to take action, Qiao Jing will die." Qian Yuang still felt that it would be a pity if Qiao Jing died like this, but looking at his father's appearance
He was determined to kill Qiao Jing, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of enjoying him.
"Well, that's what I plan to do."
Qian Haisheng returned to his usual calm demeanor, twirled the jade beads in his hand, and continued: "After what happened during the day, the Zhan family will definitely think that we have frightened the snake, so they acted in a short time, but I did the opposite.
Follow the path and let Leng Qing take action tonight."
"Then what if they guessed it?" Qian Yuang asked. "If they guessed that we would act again and sent people to secretly protect Qiao Jing, would it be true if we act tonight?"
"So what if you guessed it? After all, Qiao Jing is not a member of the Zhan family. Even if they send people to protect Qiao Jing, they can't have many people. What's more, the one we hired is cold and cold, so we don't have to worry about problems.
"
Qian Yuang nodded, "Yes."
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Zhan Qi Pei was talking to Tang Yan on the phone, "Send more manpower in the past two days. According to my analysis, those who want to kill Qiao Jing will do it again."
"Okay, boss, I'll arrange for someone to go there right now."
As soon as Tang Yan finished speaking, the doorbell rang.
"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"
Zhan Qipei looked towards the living room door. It was already late at this time. Who would come?
"Ding-dong-" the doorbell was still ringing stubbornly.
Qiao Jing came out of the room holding her stomach.
Zhan Qipei looked at Qiao Jing, "What are you doing out here?"
"The doorbell rang." Qiao Jing was agitated by the ice water, and her words gave people a feeling of weakness.
"I can drive, you go back and rest." Zhan Qipei strode to the door and opened it.
Standing at the door was a young man wearing Shamat clothes, with fiery red hair, sunglasses on his face, and a gold necklace as thick as a finger hanging around his neck.
These are not the important points. The important point is that the person who came here is really fat. He punched the door so hard that it almost blocked the door.
"Who are you?" As soon as Zhan Qipei finished speaking, he heard Qiao Jing's slightly surprised voice from behind.