Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

The little boy had scarcely spoken when silence instantly fell all around.

Everyone could hardly believe their own ears.

Especially Zhan Qipei, who was feeling extremely awful. It was the same with Zhan Ruiting, and with Lu Zijin, and now even a boy barely out of childhood was coveting his wife.

Was he born with a green forehead or what?

And that was just the beginning, as an elderly man in his seventies or eighties walked over, looked at the little boy, and said, “You’re too young. By the time you’re grown up, she’ll have been married off long ago.”

Having spoken, the old man gazed benevolently at Qiao Jing.

“Child, once you get a divorce, would you consider dating my grandson? He’s a good-looking man and honest. He’s absolutely a good man who takes care of his family.”

Here comes another one!

Unable to tolerate it anymore, Zhan Qipei stepped in front of Qiao Jing and addressed the old man, “Old Master Fang, you should at least wait until she’s divorced before making that comment.”

Old Master Fang stroked his beard, “Fine, I’ll wait until you’re divorced.”

“Damn siren!” a girl in a yellow evening gown cursed maliciously.

Hearing this, Lou Xinrou looked in the direction of the voice.

It was her, Chen Qianqian, who fancied Old Master Fang’s grandson and had always been in pursuit. Half the circle knew about this.

Lou Xinrou’s eyes narrowed, and an idea formed in her mind.

She moved closer to Chen Qianqian and raised her voice deliberately, “Qiao Jing is so beautiful, and she seems to have caught Old Master Fang’s fancy. In just over eighty days, Qiao Jing will be divorced, and it’s possible that under Old Master Fang’s arrangement, she’ll meet Fang Hong.”

Chen Qianqian gritted her teeth upon hearing Lou Xinrou’s words, “Hmph! Even so, Fang Hong won’t like her.”

“That’s not necessarily true. Fang Hong is an honest man, or to put it plainly, a bookworm. And you’ve seen Qiao Jing; she’s a siren who could easily conquer Fang Hong with just a little bit of scheming.”

“Impossible! That’s not the kind of person Fang Hong is!”

“Right, but Fang Hong is an honest man. Imagine if Qiao Jing slips something into his drink. If something happens, Fang Hong might be reluctant, but he would take responsibility.”

The more Lou Xinrou spoke, the more anxious Chen Qianqian became. Her gaze toward Qiao Jing grew increasingly fierce.

She absolutely wouldn’t let such a thing happen!

Chen Qianqian walked towards Qiao Jing with a glass of red wine in hand, looking at Qiao Jing’s radiant and beautiful face with both jealousy and resentment.

Qiao Jing was picking food she liked from a plate, never worrying about getting fat. She would eat whatever she wanted because she’d usually have a cup of her own slimming tea before bed. Not only did it taste great, but its effectiveness was evident just from her figure.

As Qiao Jing focused on picking up food, Chen Qianqian suddenly bumped into her with force.

Qiao Jing was quick to react and dodged in time, but she was still hit, and the plate in her hands fell to the floor.

It landed with a loud “bang.”

“How do you walk? Are you blind?” Chen Qianqian bellowed maliciously.

Zhan Qipei, who was chatting with friends, turned his head at the commotion. The sight of Chen Qianqian berating Qiao Jing unleashed a chilly glint in his dark eyes.

Qiao Jing’s gaze lifted from the shattered plate on the ground, her expression showing the chill in her heart, “Say that again? Who bumped into whom?”

“What do you mean by that? Are you trying to argue? Hmph! Do you think you can just deny it because there’s no surveillance here?”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing understood why Chen Qianqian was so brazenly picking a fight; there was no surveillance.

“Ah! Where’s my bracelet?” Chen Qianqian yelled, then turned sharply to Qiao Jing, “No wonder you deliberately bumped into me. You were trying to steal my bracelet! Give it back to me right now!”

Chen Qianqian yelled loudly on purpose, drawing even more people’s attention to the situation.

“So pretty on the outside, but to think you can’t keep your hands clean.”

“It figures, coming from the countryside you’d never seen nice things and couldn’t resist the temptation.”

“…”

The crowd was abuzz, pointing and murmuring among themselves.

Lou Xinrou stood among them, watching with excitement—beautifully done!

Zhan Qipei had no interest in chatting with his friends anymore.

“I don’t think she would steal anything, my brother’s judgement isn’t that bad,” Lu Zijiao was certain this was a misunderstanding.

Zhan Qipei turned his head with an irritated look, glanced at Lu Zijiao, and then his gaze settled back on Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing remained indifferent, unaffected by the sharp words of the bystanders.

“Evidence?”

“What evidence do you need? The bracelet was gone right after you bumped into me, if it wasn’t you who stole it, then who did?” Chen Qianqian’s gaze suddenly dropped, landing on the bag on Qiao Jing’s wrist.

“It must be hidden in your bag, give it to me! Let me check. If it’s not there, I will apologize to you, and say sorry out loud.”

Qiao Jing looked down at her own bag, Chen Qianqian sounded so certain, it must have been when Chen Qianqian deliberately bumped into her, that she took the opportunity to throw the bracelet into her bag.

She recalled carefully, and indeed, it seemed that the bag on her wrist was tugged on a moment ago.

“Why aren’t you speaking? Guilty because I hit the mark?” Chen Qianqian was smug, looking forward to the embarrassment that was to come for Qiao Jing.

The reason she was doing this was simple: to let everyone know that Qiao Jing was just a pretty face and deep down inferior, a dirty thief.

Qiao Jing was now nominally the young madam of the Zhan Family. Since she couldn’t do much to her directly, she could still tarnish her reputation. That way, Old Master Fang would discard the idea of introducing Qiao Jing to Fang Hong.

Her plan was truly brilliant!

“Just because you say I stole it, means I did? Did anyone see it? Moreover, this is my bag, you’re not the police, what gives you the right to check?”

Qiao Jing was now certain the bracelet was in her bag. She had many ways to get out of this situation or even turn it back on them.

That’s when Zhan Qipei came over and reached out his hand in front of Qiao Jing, “Give me the bag, I’ll check.”

Qiao Jing frowned slightly, looking at Zhan Qipei with suspicion.

What was he doing? Deliberately helping Chen Qianqian to embarrass her? Did they want the divorce to happen sooner?

How childish, even if you, Zhan Qipei, suspect me of being a thief, Zhan Yuanshan would never believe it, so in the end, we still can’t divorce.

Just over eighty days left, you can’t even wait that long, you need to see me humiliated?

Having analyzed the situation, Qiao Jing’s gaze towards Zhan Qipei turned icy.

“That’s great! President Zhan, it’s really great that you’re checking!” Chen Qianqian couldn’t hide her excitement.

In the capital, who didn’t know about the melon that was Zhan Qipei’s wedding.

On the day of the wedding, Zhan Qipei almost killed Qiao Jing, and although it was later said to be a misunderstanding, who knows the truth?

After all, who is Zhan Qipei? The wealthiest man in the capital, disinterested in countless prominent ladies and talented women, how could he possibly accept a marriage arranged by family elders.

Privately, people speculated that the car accident could have been orchestrated by Zhan Qipei himself.

So in her eyes, Zhan Qipei stepping forward at this moment meant he wanted to rid himself of this country wife sooner.

Zhan Qipei reached out and grabbed Qiao Jing’s bag, while Qiao Jing’s hand hanging at her side clenched slightly.

Indeed, this man was a thankless wretch!

Fine, take it! She wanted to see how he would play this out and ridicule her.

Qiao Jing let go, and Zhan Qipei took the bag and started searching carefully inside it in front of everyone.

A moment later, he said two words, surprising everyone, two words.