Chapter 1087 Zhan Qi Pei holds Qiao Jing in his arms
As soon as Zhan Nanjing appeared on the stage, he instantly became the focus of the audience and attracted the attention of everyone in the banquet hall.
As the groom, Chi Yuhang is also very eye-catching today.
He was wearing a white suit and standing next to Zhan Nanjing. They looked like a golden couple, a perfect match.
The two held hands, and under the attention of everyone, slowly walked to the stage, swore an oath to each other, and exchanged rings.
Zhan Nanqing and Chi Yuhang looked at each other with happy smiles on their faces.
Although the smile was slightly shy, it made the relationship between the two more sincere and valuable.
At this moment, the entire banquet hall was filled with the smell of happiness.
Qiao Jing sat aside and watched, silently sending her best wishes to Zhan Nanjing and Chi Yuhang.
Unintentionally realizing that she had been staring at the groom and bride, Lu Zijiao immediately came over and raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Are you envious of them and Zhan Nanqing as the bride?"
"If you marry my brother, the wedding can be held at any time, and you can be the focus of everyone's attention!"
Before Qiao Jing said anything, Xu Moqian suddenly came over and started talking directly, "Lu Zijiao, you are really shameless. You pester people every day, and you just want them to be your sister-in-law. I'm really convinced."
is you!"
Lu Zijiao glanced at Xu Moqian and sneered, "How dare you talk to me like this? Aren't you the same?"
Xu Moqian immediately retorted, "What's wrong with me? You and I are different. Don't confuse me with you. I just treat Xiaojing as a good friend, but you have ulterior motives!"
"So what if I have ulterior motives? I just want to make a good marriage, and I don't have any bad intentions."
Lu Zijiao argued hard and refused to give in. "Besides, what does this have to do with you? Can you control it?"
"Why can't I care? I regard Xiaojing as a good friend, and her business is my business!"
"Good friend? That's nice to say, but I think you are obviously not pure of heart!"
Xu Moqian and Lu Zijiao exchanged words with each other and began to fight with each other on a daily basis.
Qiao Jing felt a headache after hearing this, so she simply stood up and walked away while the two of them were arguing.
She wanted to find a quiet place to have a quiet meeting by herself, but the first floor of the banquet hall was full of people coming and going, changing glasses.
So, after walking around, Qiao Jing went to the second floor.
When she got upstairs and walked along the corridor for a while, she found a tall man sitting on the sofa in the corner next to her.
The man was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows with his fingers, looking uncomfortable.
And on the round table in front of him, there were many empty wine bottles scattered everywhere. It was obvious that he had drunk a lot of wine, and he had drunk too much.
Qiao Jing took a closer look and found that this man was actually Zhan Qi Pei.
Seeing that he looked a little uncomfortable, Qiao Jing subconsciously wanted to go up and ask about the situation, but she was afraid that he might misunderstand him.
After all, Zhan Qi Pei had told her more than once or twice before, telling her not to get close.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jing gave up her original idea and walked straight past Zhan Qi Pei.
However, just after taking a few steps, there was a sudden "pinging, banging, banging" sound behind him.
Qiao Jing paused and looked back, realizing that the sound was the sound of an empty wine bottle falling to the ground on the table.
Zhan Qi Pei, who was originally leaning on the sofa, leaned down and held the round table with one hand, looking like he was about to fall down at any moment.
Looking at this scene, Qiao Jing hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and walked over.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Zhan Qipei, and asked: "Mr. Zhan, are you okay? Do you need to call someone over for you to help?"
Hearing the sound, the drunken Zhan Qipei shook his head and slowly raised his head.
Vaguely, he saw a figure standing in front of him.
And this figure seemed like the woman he thought about day and night!
In an instant, Zhan Qi Pei's black eyes trembled, and the coldness on his face was occupied by excited emotions.
The next second, he stood up suddenly and pulled the woman in front of him into his arms.
Because of his excitement, his deep voice trembled slightly, "Qiao Jing, you are finally back. I know you don't want to let me go, and you won't really leave me..."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing knew that Zhan Qipei was very drunk and had mistaken her for his wife.
"You admitted that I was wrong. You should let me go first."
Qiao Jing struggled while explaining, trying to break free from Zhan Qi Pei's restraint.
But at this time, Zhan Qi Pei could not listen to her words.
Instead of letting go, he tightened his arms around her waist.
Seeing Zhan Qi Pei like this, Qiao Jing knew that no more explanations would be useful now.
This man probably acted like this because he drank too much and suffered from longing, which triggered the obsession in his heart.
With his current condition, if he continues to stay here, he may catch a cold.
Considering this, Qiao Jing said, "Shall I help you go back to your room to rest first?"
Zhan Qipei nodded, opened his thin lips slightly, and said softly, "Okay, I will listen to you."
The magnetic and gentle voice reached Qiao Jing's ears, making her startled slightly.
This was the first time she heard Zhan Qi Pei speak so gently.
His gentle look made Qiao Jing feel inexplicably soft, and at the same time felt a little unspeakably distressed.
But as soon as this feeling emerged, Qiao Jing suddenly woke up.
What right does she have to feel sorry for him?
Besides, his gentleness at the moment is not because of her, but because of his wife...
Thinking of this, Qiao Jing put away her thoughts and helped Zhan Qi Pei into the nearest room.
After entering the room, Zhan Qi Pei still held her hand.
"Did you know? For more than four years, I have been waiting for you to come back. When I wake up every morning, I hope to see you in front of me as soon as I open my eyes..."
The man's deep and hoarse voice, with a hint of resentment, spoke of the longing that had accumulated in his heart over the years.
"Do you know what it feels like when your hopes are dashed again and again? Every time I wake up and can't see you, I feel so uncomfortable here, so uncomfortable..."
Zhan Qipei said, raising his other hand and covering his heart.
Qiao Jing knew that the feeling he was talking about was heartache.
After a moment of silence, Qiao Jing tried to pull her hand out of his palm.
But his big hands were like a pair of pliers, tightly controlling her.
In desperation, Qiao Jing had no choice but to say: "I'll get you a glass of water. Can you please let go of your hand first?"
Zhan Qipei seemed to think for a moment, and then said, "Okay."
After the words fell, he indeed let go of his hand.
Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave.
Unexpectedly, the moment she turned around, Zhan Qi Pei suddenly hugged her from behind.
Being hugged unexpectedly, Qiao Jing was completely stunned.
She lowered her eyes subconsciously and glanced at the big hands tightly hugging her waist.
At the same time, a man's low voice came to my ears, "No, I can't let go of you. If I let go of you, this dream will wake up and you will disappear from my eyes."