Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 303: 293: Lou Xinrou is About to Bump into Qiao Jing's Belly



Chapter 303: Chapter 293: Lou Xinrou is About to Bump into Qiao Jing’s Belly
 

Zhan Qipei looked at his sister’s nervous expression and felt even more puzzled inside.

“How hadn’t I noticed before that you and Qiao Jing were so close?” he asked.

This question from Zhan Qipei was exactly what Lou Xinrou wanted to ask. She stared at Zhan Nanqing with a complex look, tinged with a bit of gloom.

She had long noticed that Zhan Nanqing’s feelings toward Qiao Jing were different and no longer aligned with hers, although she hadn’t mentioned it before.

Zhan Nanqing paused, looked guiltily at Qiao Jing, and then made up a random excuse.

“What could I do? Grandpa is so protective of her. He got so angry over that incident with mom, insisting that she apologize to Qiao Jing.

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If I didn’t help her move the box, what if she got hurt? What would happen if Grandpa scolded me? Would you, Brother, stand up for me then?”

The excuse seemed far-fetched, and Zhan Qipei still felt it was very strange.

Lou Xinrou’s dark gaze lingered on Zhan Nanqing, she did not ask out loud, but she, too, felt very strange.

Why had Zhan Nanqing suddenly become so nice to Qiao Jing?

Seeing that the situation was nearly out of control, Qiao Jing quickly changed the topic.

“How did you come here?”

Continuing this line of questioning, given Zhan Qipei’s intelligence, might reveal too much.

Zhan Nanqing caught onto this diversion and responded to Qiao Jing with an exclamation.

“I heard you were sick, so Xinrou and I came to see you. Oh, right, Xinrou even went to the temple to get a sachet for you. It’s supposed to refresh the mind and is very beneficial for your health.”

Lou Xinrou, with a hypocritical smile, handed over the sachet she had prepared earlier.

“Yes, this is it. Keep it, it’s good for your health,” she said.

Qiao Jing’s gaze fell on the sachet, but she said nothing.

Zhan Nanqing, seeing that Qiao Jing didn’t take it immediately, worried that Lou Xinrou might misunderstand, took it herself and sniffed it.

A refreshing fragrance hit her, and she turned and handed it to Qiao Jing.

“Smell it, it really is very aromatic. I kind of want it for myself,” she said.

Qiao Jing took the sachet from Zhan Nanqing’s hand, smelled it slightly, and looked unwell.

The stated effects were indeed true, but something special had been added, yielding an additional effect.

If a woman wore it for a long time, it could cause infertility, and if a pregnant woman smelled it for long, it could easily lead to miscarriage.

Qiao Jing looked up at Lou Xinrou, her eyes darkening. She had always known that Lou Xinrou still harbored feelings for Zhan Qipei and wanted to interfere; for this, the other side had used many cunning methods.

However, she had not expected that as a woman, she would do this to her.

Qiao Jing opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but then she glanced again at Zhan Qipei and his sister.

Not just Zhan Nanqing, Zhan Qipei had also grown up with Lou Xinrou, so in the end, she did not reveal this matter.

Qiao Jing casually threw the sachet into the corner of the bedside table, as far from the bed as possible.

Lou Xinrou saw the sachet placed so far from the bed and her expression became a bit strange.

The person selling the sachet had said that even if not worn next to the body, it had to be placed very close, at least on the bedside, or else it would have no effect.

She couldn’t let the sachet go to waste!

Lou Xinrou walked toward the bedside table, not forgetting to ‘kindly’ remind Qiao Jing.

“It’s better to keep this close to your body. Let me place it on your bedside for you.”

Suddenly!

Lou Xinrou’s left foot tripped over her right foot, and she instantly lost her balance, falling toward Qiao Jing.

And her head was aimed at—

Qiao Jing’s stomach!

Zhan Nanqing’s heart immediately leaped, her nerves tensely strung into a straight line, uncontrollably shouting out.

“Don’t press on Qiao Jing’s stomach!”

Qiao Jing instinctively protected her stomach with her hands, as the episode happened too abruptly for anyone to anticipate.

This left her no time to avoid Lou Xinrou, only to shield her stomach with her hands.

Just as Lou Xinrou was about to crash into Qiao Jing’s stomach!

Zhan Qipei abruptly grabbed Lou Xinrou by the collar of her neck like an eagle clutching a chick, casually dragging her to the side.

He walked over to Qiao Jing with a tense look, supporting her and quietly inquiring about her condition.

“Are you okay? Did you get hit? Are you feeling unwell? Did it scare you?”

Qiao Jing, seeing Lou Xinrou lunging towards her, still felt a bit of panic in her heart.

After all, she was not alone but four people.

“It’s fine, she didn’t touch me.”

Zhan Qipei, still unsure, meticulously examined Qiao Jing, and only after confirming there were no issues, did he breathe a sigh of relief.

After he calmed down, he suddenly recalled what Zhan Nanqing had said, and his gaze fell onto Qiao Jing’s stomach.

Her stomach?

What was wrong with her stomach?

Why was Zhan Nanqing so anxious?

Zhan Qipei’s face was tense, with no words spoken.

At this moment, Lou Xinrou also recovered, and seeing how tenderly Zhan Qipei was inquiring after Qiao Jing, jealousy crazed her heart.

As Zhan Qipei gripped her, the collar was strangling her neck, burning with pain, and she hadn’t even touched Qiao Jing!

After this unexpected incident was over, Lou Xinrou shamelessly suggested staying for dinner.

Zhan Nanqing also wanted to try her brother’s cooking, so she simply decided to stay as well.

Zhan Qipei made a few dishes that Qiao Jing liked and set them on the table.

During this time, Lou Xinrou suggested she make a dish for everyone to try, her gaze fixed on Zhan Qipei, looking for anticipation in his expression.

But Zhan Qipei didn’t even glance at her, attending only to Qiao Jing.

Zhan Nanqing was very supportive.

“Sure, I’d like to taste Xinrou’s cooking too.”

The four of them took their seats on opposite sides of the dining table, Zhan Qipei proactively served a bowl of rice to Qiao Jing and placed it in front of her.

“Eat.”

Lou Xinrou was inwardly itching with irritation yet had to force a smile.

“Brother Pei, the dishes you made are really delicious; this is the first time I’ve eaten such tasty dishes!”

She keenly flattered Zhan Qipei, attempting to catch his attention.

Seeing that he wasn’t paying her any mind, Lou Xinrou picked up the dish she had made and placed it in Zhan Qipei’s bowl.

“This is the dish I made, your favorite Buddha Jumps Over the Wall; try it and see how it tastes.”

Zhan Qipei knitted his brows and pursed his lips tightly.

Zhan Nanqing poked Lou Xinrou with her finger, leaning close, and quietly reminded her.

“Did you forget? My brother has a germ phobia, he doesn’t like it when others serve him food, even my mom doesn’t do that.”

Lou Xinrou gasped, then apologized to Zhan Qipei.

“I’m sorry, I guess I got too excited because Brother Pei’s cooking was so delicious, I forgot.”

Zhan Qipei glanced indifferently at Lou Xinrou and set down his chopsticks.

“It’s okay.”

He silently served another clean bowl of rice and brought it back.

Just then, Qiao Jing accidentally picked up an onion.

She looked disdainfully at the onion on her chopsticks; she hated onions, yet she could not waste food.

Qiao Jing tightly furrowed her brows, hesitating whether to eat it or not.

Zhan Qipei noticed this, knowing onions were in the dish Lou Xinrou had made, and aware that she disliked onions, he never used them in his cooking.

He extended his bowl towards Qiao Jing.

“Put it in my bowl.”

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