Xu Moqian was very angry at the look in Zhan Qi Pei's eyes, but the other party had already gotten into the car with Qiao Jing, and he couldn't catch up and stop him.
I don’t know if Zhan Qi Pei did it on purpose, but he leaned towards him when reversing the car, and even just a little bit, the rear of the car touched his leg.
Just when he was about to stop someone, Zhan Qi Pei's car drove out as if the string of a bow had been taken off, and he was covered in car exhaust fumes.
Xu Moqian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot at this moment. He stared at the rear of Zhan Qipei's car for a long time. He didn't look back until the car disappeared from his sight.
He lowered his head and glanced at his empty hands, remembering the feeling when he supported Qiao Jing just now.
Finally, Xu Moqian scratched his hair irritably and raised his head to stare at the gray sky, as if he was in the same mood as himself at the moment.
"Zhan Qi Pei must have done this on purpose. Damn! It's not done yet, so I don't believe it. I can't catch up with Sister Jing!"
He will never give up on his sister because of these small setbacks!
Thinking of this, Xu Moqian regained his composure and looked around. When he found that there was no one there, he suddenly became interested and let out a loud roar.
"Xu Moqian! You can catch up!!"
As soon as Zhan Nanqing walked out of the research institute, she heard Xu Moqian's so-so words. The worry on her face disappeared and she laughed mercilessly.
"Hahaha - Xu Moqian, what are you doing?"
When she went to the cafeteria and didn't see Qiao Jing, she was about to call and ask. But the cleaning lady happened to be cleaning in the cafeteria. After seeing her, she took the initiative to come over and ask her if she was looking for Professor Qiao?
Then she learned that Qiao Jingwei had injured his ankle and was heading to the entrance of the research institute. She rushed out immediately to see if he had left?
As a result, she heard Xu Moqian's roar and almost burst out laughing.
Xu Moqian didn't expect that Zhan Nanqing would hear these words, and was stunned for a moment.
At first he felt a little embarrassed, but after seeing Zhan Nanqing mocking him like this, he couldn't care less about the embarrassment and became angry.
"Are you laughing your ass off?!"
Zhan Nanqing said "yo ho" and folded her arms.
"You said that kind of middle-class line yourself, but it still doesn't make people laugh? Do you want me to help you review what you just said?"
When Xu Moqian saw this, he immediately stopped him.
"Shut up, you! It's so annoying. Isn't it childish to imitate others' words?"
Zhan Nanqing wanted to confront Xu Moqian and repeated what the other party had just said.
"'Xu Moqian, you can catch up!' What? Who can you catch up with? Don't say you want to catch up with Qiao Jing, you think so!"
Xu Moqian clenched his fists and silently recited several times in his mind that good men should not compete with women to hold back his anger.
"none of your business!"
He finally discovered that Zhan Nanqing was deliberately not wanting to make things easier for him, and was desperately looking for opportunities to harm him.
The Zhan family, one big and one small, is not a good thing! The big one competes with him for his sister, and the little one hurts him in every way!
At the same time, inside Nantai Apartment.
Qiao Jing was helped all the way to the door by Zhan Qi Pei. During this period, she didn't want to walk by herself, but the man refused to let go and insisted on helping her walk.
She tried several times, but failed to break free from Zhan Qipei's hand, and finally had to let him go.
It wasn't until Zhan Qipei opened the door that Qiao Jing found an opportunity and withdrew his hand.
After the door opened, she held on to the wall and walked in slowly.
As a result, before she could take a few steps, a strong hand appeared on her waist.
Immediately afterwards, Qiao Jing felt herself suddenly rising into the air and being picked up by Zhan Qi Pei.
What followed was the man's breath that came overwhelmingly, as if wrapping her up in layers.
Qiao Jing frowned slightly and subconsciously struggled to get out of Zhan Qi Pei's arms.
But she was concerned about the injury on her feet and did not dare to struggle much, so she had to say:
"Put me down."
She was inexplicably lucky now that Zhan Qi Pei, a bitch, didn't pick her up as soon as she got out of the car, otherwise she would have been carried all the way upstairs.
Now at least at home, only the two of them knew, so she felt less embarrassed.
As if Zhan Qi Pei didn't hear him, he quickened his pace and finally put Qiao Jing on the bed.
After putting the woman down, he turned around and left the room.
Seeing that Zhan Qi Pei had finally left, Qiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to get out of bed to get the medical kit from the room.
She had already had a simple massage in the car, and the pain was not as painful as before. At least she could walk.
Just as Qiao Jing's feet were about to touch the ground, a person hurriedly walked towards the door.
Zhan Qipei walked in with an ice pack in his left hand and a medical kit in his right hand.
When he saw Qiao Jing preparing to get out of bed, he furrowed his long eyebrows tightly and quickly came to the woman's side and squatted down.
There was some doubt in Qiao Jing's eyes. She thought Zhan Qi Pei had something to do when he went out, which gave her time to deal with her ankle.
But now it seems that the man left just to get something.
She was about to stop her, but when she was treating the wound, the injured foot was held up by Zhan Qi Pei with one hand.
Zhan Qipei carefully held Qiao Jing's delicate feet. The ankle was swollen and bruised, which stung his eyes deeply.
The palm of his hand was completely attached to the woman's instep, and he silently applied an ice pack to her ankle.
Qiao Jing lowered her eyes and looked at Zhan Qi Pei, who was squatting beside the bed and applying ice to her ankle gently, and found that the man's face was full of worry and distress.
She pursed her red lips and said subconsciously:
"Not that serious."
She didn't want to see anyone showing such worried and distressed expressions because of her, otherwise she would feel that she had affected other people's mood throughout the day.
After hearing Qiao Jing's words, Zhan Qipei's brows furrowed even more tightly and a deep voice sounded.
"If this is not serious, then what is serious?"
Qiao Jing glanced at the foot being held by the man and thought for a while.
"It's okay. I'll be fine tomorrow. Aren't you curious about how I sprained my sprain?"
Zhan Qi Pei's dark eyes darkened, and the heartache in his eyes overflowed.
"This is not the point. The point now is to deal with your injury."
As he said that, he moved the ice pack again and changed the ice pack to another place.
During this period, he held Qiao Qiao's foot again, and his fingertips accidentally brushed the woman's sole.
Qiao Jing instantly felt Zhan Qi Pei's calloused fingertips slightly grazing the soles of her feet, and there was a numbness in the soles of her feet.
She subconsciously arched her instep slightly and tried to retract her foot, but the man gently held her instep, preventing her from moving.
Zhan Qipei's eyes never left the woman's ankles, and his voice was filled with worry.