Just when she was about to fall on top of the man, a hand from behind suddenly grabbed her wrist to keep her body balanced.
Qiao Jin turned around and looked at Wu Xirui. The person who just grabbed her other wrist was none other than Wu Xirui.
The cold air instantly rose from Zhan Qipei's feet, lingering around him, and wrapped around him thinking of Qiao Jing and Wu Xirui.
"Let go." These two words were said by Zhan Qipei to Wu Xirui.
Wu Xirui raised the corner of his mouth, and instead of letting go of Qiao Jing's hand, he deliberately tightened it in front of Zhan Qi Pei.
Wu Xirui's behavior deeply irritated Zhan Qipei, and his anger instantly burned to the boiling point, and he clenched his fists and prepared to take action.
Qiao Jing noticed this about Zhan Qipei, looked at Wu Xirui, and twitched his hand without taking it out.
Wu Xirui and Zhan Qipei were facing each other tit for tat, neither giving in to the other.
Qiao Jing tried to twitch Qi Pei's hand again, but it still didn't come out, which made her angry.
"Let go." This was said to Zhan Qi Pei and also to Wu Xirui.
"She asked you to let go, didn't you hear?" Zhan Qipei said coldly, his face so gloomy that it seemed to blend in with the night outside.
"Haha -" Wu Xirui raised the corner of his mouth and laughed jokingly, "I heard what she meant was to let you go. You squeezed her so tightly, look, it turned red, but you didn't feel bad at all.
?”
Zhan Qi Pei raised his long eyebrows and turned his eyes slightly to look at his Qiao Jing's wrist. It was indeed a little red and he relaxed it slightly.
Seeing this, Wu Xirui pulled Qiao Jing over.
Zhan Qipei was annoyed! He reached out to push Wu Xirui and snatched Qiao Jing from Wu Xirui's hand.
Wu Xirui was pushed by Zhan Qipei and stumbled backwards. After taking several steps back, he bumped into the corner of the dining table.
"Uh-huh--" A deep and painful groan followed.
Wu Xirui's face turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He clutched the clothes on his left chest tightly with his right hand, and his breathing gradually became disordered.
Seeing Wu Xirui's behavior, Qiao Jing judged that he was suffering from an illness. Just as he was about to go over to see Wu Xirui, he was pulled back by Zhan Qi Pei.
"Why are you going to him? I am your husband!"
Zhan Qi Pei was furious that this woman actually lied to him. In order to refuse to come with him, she made up the excuse that she wanted to treat patients, but ended up attending the banquet with another man.
And this person happens to be Wu Xirui!
If Zhan Qi Pei hadn't still retained a shred of sense, he would have taken Qiao Jing back and madly deal with it.
"Zhan Qi Pei, please let me go first. He is not feeling well and his life is at stake. This is not the time to fool around. I will explain to you later." Qiao Jing broke away from Zhan Qi Pei and came to
Next to Wu Xirui.
Zhan Qi Pei stood there, his mind filled with what Qiao Jing had just said.
What a joke... Hehehe... He actually said he was a joke...
The more he thought about it, the angrier Zhan Qi Pei became.
But at this moment, Wu Xirui smiled victoriously at Zhan Qipei.
Qiao Jing was only focused on treating Wu Xirui and did not notice this.
Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips into an arcless ice line, strode up to Qiao Jing, grabbed Qiao Jing's hand, and tightened it in his palm, telling her not to touch Wu Xirui again.
"Hiss—" Qiao Jing was in pain, and Zhan Qi Pei really pinched her in pain this time.
"Zhan Qi Pei, you——"
"Let me ask you, who is the most important in your heart, me or him?!" Zhan Qipei gritted his teeth.
Qiao Jing frowned, "Zhan Qi Pei, I told you not to mess around. He is not in a good condition right now. I promised him to help him get well."
Zhan Qipei completely ignored Qiao Jing's words and continued: "Let me put it another way, if he and I are both going to die, who will you save first?"
Hearing Zhan Qipei ask this, Qiao Jing suddenly remembered a joke on the Internet.
Your mother and I fell into the water at the same time. Who do you save first?
Just as unreasonable.
boring.
"There are not so many what-ifs." After saying this, Qiao Jing was too lazy to continue talking to Zhan Qi Pei, and forcefully pulled her hand away to feel Wu Xirui's pulse.
Zhan Qi Pei's fists clenched and his body was burned with fire!
"Okay, I've seen your choice!"
After saying that, Zhan Qi Pei turned around and left.
"Master Zhan? Master Zhan?" Lu Zijiao looked at Zhan Qi Pei who left angrily, and then at Qiao Jing.
"What's all this? Mr. Zhan, wait for me!" Lu Zijiao finally chased Zhan Qipei and left.
Qiao Jing withdrew her peripheral vision and watched Zhan Qi Pei leave, half-casting her eyes, her long and dense eyelashes covering her eyes, creating fan-shaped shadows under the projection of the headlight, making it difficult to see the emotions behind her eyes.
Wu Xirui kept staring at Qiao Jing, trying to guess what Qiao Jing was thinking. However, there was no fluctuation on the girl's face, making it unpredictable.
Finally, he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you catch up and take a look?"
Qiao Jing took back her hand and raised her eyes to look at Wu Xirui, "You need to have a good rest now."
Wu Xirui's condition is not very serious. His face was so ugly just now. He must have hit the corner of the table with his lower back, but he was clutching his heart...
He is pretending.
Why pretend?
"Where are you going?" Wu Xirui saw that Qiao Jing was about to leave and quickly called out.
"That's it for today. I'll help you treat your illness when I have time." Qiao Jing looked down at the clothes on her body and said indifferently: "I'll return the clothes to you later."
After Qiao Jing said that, she turned around and left.
"Are you going to chase him?" Wu Xirui called out to Qiao Jing again, "He has left you alone, why are you going to chase him? Women can't be too indulgent to men, otherwise they will be the ones who suffer.
.”
Qiao Jing looked sideways at Wu Xirui. "Thank you for reminding me. I have my own principles for doing things."
Qiao Jin stopped talking nonsense with Wu Xirui and walked towards the hotel entrance with her evening dress in hand.
"Rumble, rumble—"
As soon as Qiao Jing walked to the door of the hotel, there was an ear-piercing thunder above her head.
"You figured it out!" Lu Zijiao was wet with rain, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Qiao Jing frowned, hesitated for two seconds and asked, "Where is he?"
Lu Zijiao raised his chin towards the door.
Um?
Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment, and then quickly walked out of the hotel door.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw a man who was dripping wet, with a tense and cold face, leaning against the wall without saying a word, motionless.
"Why didn't you leave?" Qiao Jing didn't expect that Zhan Qi Pei would be so angry that he would still stay and wait for her.
Zhan Qipei slowly turned his head and looked at Qiao Jing, "You haven't answered my question yet?"
Qiao Jing took a breath, "You stayed here just for my answer?"
"If he and I are both going to die, who will you save first?" Zhan Qi Pei stared at Qiao Jing in front of him with his dark eyes as deep as the sea.