He clicked on WeChat and took a look and found that it was sent by Zhan Nanqing.
"Brother, I asked Qiao Jingcheng today. She means that she must divorce you. I helped you persuade her, but her attitude is very firm."
After reading this piece of news, a bitter smile appeared on Zhan Qipei's face, and he withdrew his hand from the door handle.
He exited the chat box and returned to sit in the living room.
Everything in the apartment suddenly gave him a sense of strangeness. He had obviously been living here for several months, and he was obviously familiar with everything...
The silence in the living room was broken by a burst of cell phone ringing.
Zhan Qipei clicked the answer button without even looking at the caller's note.
Lu Zijiao's side was a bit noisy, and his voice had to be raised a lot.
"How are you and Qiao Jing? Did the method I mentioned work?"
Zhan Qipei didn't answer, and his eyes fell on several packages of antipyretics on the table.
It was left by Qiao Jing.
Lu Zijiao knew Zhan Qi Pei's character, and he guessed the result without getting a response.
If the method is successful, Zhan Qi Pei will definitely be happy to talk to him a lot and will not choose to remain silent.
The tone of his speech also became much more serious.
"Isn't it? It's no use crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself? My mother can use it, but it doesn't work for you..."
There is no way to go on like this...
"I'm at the bar now. Come over and have a few drinks with me and then think of a solution."
Zhan Qi Pei originally planned to stay at home and try again to find opportunities.
But Zhan Nanqing's message suddenly appeared in his mind. He pursed his thin lips and answered the other party.
"I am going now."
After Zhan Qipei arrived at the bar, he ordered a few bottles of brandy and whiskey without saying a word.
Seeing that Zhan Qi Pei was in a bad mood today, Lu Zijiao sent all the waiters around him away.
Zhan Qi Pei just sat next to Lu Zijiao and drank one glass after another.
Two minutes later, the bottle of brandy quickly bottomed out.
Lu Zijiao was frightened by Zhan Qi Pei's desperate drinking method. He was drinking at the same speed as drinking water, and he almost picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
He quickly stopped and grabbed Zhan Qipei's hand that was about to pour the wine.
"What are you doing? No one is competing with you, why are you in such a hurry to drink?"
After accidentally touching Zhan Qi Pei's skin, Lu Zijiao was so burned that he immediately retracted his hand.
"Holy crap! What's wrong with you? Why are you so hot? Don't tell me you have a fever?"
Zhan Qipei casually said "hmm" and continued to pour wine into the glass.
Seeing him reaching for the wine again, Lu Zijiao stopped him again and put the unfinished bottles of wine on the table.
"If you still drink when you have a fever, are you going to die?!"
From the time Zhan Qi Pei entered the bar to now, he had finished three bottles of brandy in just a few minutes.
The man sat on the booth with a gloomy expression, his dark eyes were bottomless, and the veins on the back of the hands holding the wine glass were bulging.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Zijiao. He didn't listen to the other party's dissuasion and wanted to reach for the wine again.
Lu Zijiao cursed and had the remaining wine taken away.
"Zhan Qipei, are you crazy?! Do you still think of a solution? If you keep drinking like this, you will only get a divorce from Qiao Jing!"
After hearing Qiao Jing's name, Zhan Qi Pei woke up a little and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Have someone bring the wine back."
Lu Zijiao hesitated for a while and then made a request.
"Then don't drink like you're desperate. If I knew you had a fever, I wouldn't have called you over."
Zhan Qipei nodded.
Lu Zijiao then asked someone to bring the wine back.
"Have you thought of any solution now?"
Zhan Qipei opened the whiskey and poured another glass into the glass. He spoke in a low and somewhat hoarse voice.
"No, I've tried everything you said."
His wife insisted on divorcing him. No matter what he did, it was useless. He had already tried his best.
Lu Zijiao sighed and frowned tightly.
"I can't think of any solution at the moment... By the way, how about you try stalking me tomorrow?"
Zhan Qi Pei did not answer Lu Zijiao's words and shook the wine glass in his hand.
There will definitely be a way.
On a booth not far from the two of them, a group of women were sitting together drinking.
When Lou Xinrou was about to drink, she heard the voice of one of her friends.
"Xinrou, isn't that Mr. Zhan? He's drinking here."
After hearing what her friend said, Lou Xinrou immediately put down the wine glass in her hand.
She looked in the direction her friend said and saw Zhan Qi Pei who was drinking.
She suddenly thought that Zhan Qi Pei would divorce Qiao Jing tomorrow, and she felt extremely happy.
Lou Xinrou picked up her wine glass and stood up to walk towards Zhan Qi Pei.
The other women sitting in the booths said "Oh——" and looked at Lou Xinrou with envy and jealousy.
"Is Xinrou going to see Mr. Zhan?"
A shy smile appeared on Lou Xinrou's face.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm going to go have a drink with my cousin Pei."
When she saw everyone looking at her with envy, she felt extremely proud.
Anyway, cousin Pei will divorce Qiao Jing tomorrow, so her chance will come!
While Zhan Qipei was drinking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of his eye.
When he saw that the person coming was Lou Xinrou, he raised his long eyebrows and his face suddenly turned cold.
Before Lou Xinrou could reach Zhan Qipei, she was frightened by the aura of the other person who kept strangers away from him.
She looked back at her friends sitting in the booth, gritted her teeth, and stepped forward.
"Brother Pei, I also asked people to investigate the matter about the sachet. It was found that the person who made the sachet accidentally put it in. He has already apologized to me, and Jiang——"
Before she finished speaking, Zhan Qi Pei uttered a word coldly.
"roll."
The smile on Lou Xinrou's face froze, and she did not dare to speak any more.
But her friend was still looking this way, and she didn't want to go back.
Lu Zijiao rolled his eyes when he saw Lou Xinrou looking so ignorant.
"I told you to go away, why don't you go away? I can't persuade him when he's angry."
Lou Xinrou clenched her fists tightly, glanced at Zhan Qi Pei with a gloomy face, and then looked back at her friends.
Zhan Qipei squinted his eyes, his eyes as cold as ice blades fell on Lou Xinrou, and the temperature around him instantly dropped by dozens of degrees.
Lou Xinrou didn't dare to stay any longer, gritted her teeth and left the bar.
By the time Zhan Qi Pei got home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
He stood at the door of his house and rang the doorbell instead of using his fingerprint to open the door.
Qiao Jing just came out of the shower, looked at the time and walked to the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol.
She frowned, and just when she was about to speak, the man fell on top of her.