Chapter 194 All Big Bosses Wishing Qiao Jing New Year's Eve
Chapter 194 All the big guys wish Qiao Jing New Year’s greetings
Qiao Jing was not stupid and could guess what the man was thinking when he stared at her mouth.
This dog man is really——
"You seem to be a gentle and gentle man, but I didn't expect you to be so——"
"Luxury?" Zhan Qipei said after Qiao Jing's words.
Qiao Jing raised her delicate and picturesque eyebrows and said, "You said that yourself."
Looking at the little expression on Qiao Jing's face, Zhan Qi Pei thought it was really cute.
"Yeah, that's what I said. Besides, I'm a man. When facing someone I like, it's normal to have such thoughts, isn't it?"
Qiao Jing is now immune to men's tendency to confess their love at every turn.
Just ignore it automatically.
"Then do you want it?" Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips and stared at Qiao Jing's mouth.
Qiao Jing gave Zhan Qi Pei a look and let him experience it for himself.
There was a look of regret in Zhan Qipei's eyes, and he knew it would end like this.
After thinking about it, Zhan Qipei's eyes fell on the lipstick in Qiao Jing's hand, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and after two seconds of silence, he said, "Lend me your lipstick."
"Huh?" Qiao Jing was confused and handed the lipstick to Zhan Qi Pei.
"Dry lips." After Zhan Qipei finished speaking, he unscrewed the cap, placed the paste on his thin lips, and applied it up and down carefully.
Qiao Jing didn't feel anything at first, but after seeing the man's raised lips, a strange look gradually appeared in his eyes.
When he looked again, the corners of Zhan Qipei's mouth were no longer raised, but had a normal and serious expression.
Huh?
Did she think too much? Or did the man think too much? Did he laugh just now or not?
"Okay." Zhan Qipei handed the lipstick back to Qiao Jing. On his face, it looked like nothing happened, but in fact, he felt like he was burning in a fire.
Especially my mouth, which was smeared with moisturizing lipstick, felt numb, as if it had been electrified.
Qiao Jing stared at the lipstick, and the more she looked at it, the weirder she felt.
Zhan Qipei noticed Qiao Jing's reaction and guessed what she was thinking. He deliberately shifted his gaze and said, "Do you have mysophobia? Then throw away the lipstick. I'll buy you another one later."
Qiao Jing recovered her thoughts and put the lipstick on the bedside table.
"Unlike you, I don't have so many problems. This lipstick is quite good. It would be too extravagant to throw it away after just two uses."
Grandpa Zhang taught her to be diligent and frugal since she was a child. No matter how much money she makes in the future, she should never forget this traditional virtue. Qiao Jing has always kept these words in mind.
After a night, it was snowy outside.
Standing by the window and looking into the distance, I felt particularly comfortable.
"Take some time to clean up and go to Second Grandpa's place to pay New Year's greetings today." Zhan Qipei walked in and said.
Zhan Qi Pei's second grandfather, Zhan Kaiyang, and Zhan Yuanshan's younger brother. Although the two families rarely interact with each other on weekdays, they still visit each other during holidays.
After a while, Qiao Jing followed Zhan Qipei and the others to Zhan Kaiyang's home.
While chatting with his family, Qiao Jing was not familiar with them and was bored, so he clicked on his phone to watch.
As soon as I opened it, I received a message from Zhou Fu.
"Master, are you at home today? I'm going to pay you New Year's greetings?"
"I won't be here in the morning and will go back in the afternoon." Qiao Jing replied, "There is no need to send New Year greetings to me. You can just send New Year greetings to your own family."
"You are my master, and you are my family. I should give you New Year greetings."
Seeing this news, a warm smile appeared at the corner of Qiao Jing's mouth, and the warmth went straight to the bottom of her heart and spread.
After Grandpa Zhang passed away, she almost had no family left.
Lin Xiuxiang is one of them. As for the others, there are many good friends. They are only good friends, but they are still very different from family members.
Zhan Qipei saw the happy smile on the corner of Qiao Jing's mouth, and swiped at Qiao Jing's phone in confusion.
It turned out to be because of this...
"You still have me. I am your husband and the closest family member you have now."
Qiao Jing frowned, too lazy to discuss this fruitless topic with him.
"Didi——" Someone sent another message.
Who sent her a message again?
Zhan Qi Pei glanced at Qiao Jin's phone again, fearing that a wolf would come and bite his little white rabbit.
Fortunately not.
only--
He did not expect that the person who sent the message turned out to be Mr. Han Zhiyu, a master of traditional Chinese painting.
What Zhan Qipei didn't expect was that Han Zhiyu would also come to wish Qiao Jing New Year's greetings.
Logically speaking, Qiao Jing is a junior, so shouldn't it be Qiao Jing who wishes Han Zhiyu New Year's greetings?
"drop--"
"drop--"
Several more times in succession.
Qiao Jing picked up her phone and walked out. Zhan Qi Pei knew that Qiao Jing didn't want anyone to follow him or see him.
Just now, he glanced quickly and seemed to see that the person who sent her a message had comments like "professor", "master", "minister" and the like.
I don’t know if he saw it wrong, but he actually saw a note that read, “all are long.”
Which one is older? The one from their imperial capital?
Zhan Qi Pei raised his hand to touch his chin and analyzed it carefully.
Qiao Jing is not an ordinary person. After all, he is also a famous Jingshen doctor in the imperial capital, and Qiao Jing himself is from the imperial capital. So even if it is really the person who sent Qiao Jing a message to greet him, he can figure it out.
But it is also possible that he was wrong. Although Doctor Jing is very famous, he is not from the national team. The title of Doctor Jing is entirely a compliment to Qiao Jing.
"Didi——" Zhan Qi Pei also received a greeting message from Du Chang.
Their Zhan family is the leader of the Imperial Capital's industry, and he is even the richest man in the Imperial Capital. That person sends him messages every year.
Zhan Qipei suddenly became curious. If he borrowed Qiao Jing's phone and opened that person's information display, then all the truth would be revealed.
Of course, Zhan Qi Pei just wanted to think about it. If he actually did it and Qiao Jing found out, she would definitely be very angry.
Having said that, whether or not the person who sent the message to Qiao Jing just now has nothing to do with him. What he cares about is only Qiao Jing, the person Qiao Jing. It has nothing to do with whether Qiao Jing is the Divine Doctor Jing.
Qiao Jing was walking in the garden holding her cell phone. As she was walking, someone stopped her on the road ahead.
Looking up, the person who stopped her was none other than Zhan Kaiyang's grandson, Zhan Nan.
"Is something wrong?" As soon as Qiao Jing asked, she felt someone approaching from behind and stopped.
Qiao Jin looked back with caution in his eyes.
The face is exactly the same as Zhan Nan's, Zhan Nan's twin brother, Zhan Bei.
The two brothers stared at Qiao Jing almost as if they were looking at prey.
This kind of look is very familiar to Qiao Jing. When she walked on the street and met gangsters, this was the way those social bugs looked at her.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk - the skin is so white, it feels whiter than snow." Zhan Nan touched his chin and stared at Qiao Jing's face and neck with obscene eyes.
The same goes for Zhan Bei, "Even if you have a good figure, if it's not a D, you should at least have a C, right?"