Chapter 3 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 3

"No...uncomfortable!"

Pain came from the lower jaw, but Qin Qiao didn't dare to say it hurt.

"I'm not feeling sick, don't go to school, Qin Qiao, you're getting bolder!"

Only then did Qin Qiao realize that what Zhan Qing asked her was not what she thought.

Qin Qiao, wake up, don't think about what happened that night again.

"And you failed four subjects in the monthly exam. You really give me a face."

When Zhan Qing thought of Qin Qiao's embarrassing report card, he squeezed her jaw a little harder.

"Uncle Jiu, I was wrong, I will definitely take the exam next time... I will try not to embarrass you..."

Qin Qiao's eyes were red, water vapor had gathered in her pupils, and she spoke cautiously.

Zhan Qing looked at Qin Qiao and was very annoyed because he was about to cry after saying a few words.

Shaking off the hand pinching Qin Qiao's chin irritably, he said angrily, "Still fighting for it? A worthless thing."

A faint and sly smile flashed across the corner of Qin Qiao's mouth. If she was promising, how could people ignore her existence.

Zhan Qing turned around and sat back on the bed. Seeing Qin Qiao's expression of not daring to cry, he became more and more irritable.

Seeing her doormat-like appearance, she became angry, a boy who always bites his mouth, what's wrong.

"Don't bite, you have no memory, you are a boy, why are you imitating girls' moves?" Zhan Qing stood up with a cold face, and ordered Qin Qiao impatiently.

"I know... I know, Uncle Jiu!" Qin Qiao was about to cry.

"Did you see anyone else when you went to my room that night?" Zhan Qing spoke slowly, but with enough deterrent force.

Zhan Qing's drinking capacity is notoriously bad, because he drank a lot that night, so that no one knew when he fell asleep.

But a clean woman, who fell asleep by him, didn't want him to be responsible, and even ran away, how interesting.

In City Y, how many women wanted to sleep in his Zhan Qing's bed, yet she dared to run away without making a sound...

Qin Qiao pinched the edge of her t-shirt, her fingers were numb due to excessive force.

With his head down, memories flooded into his mind again, and he couldn't even kick them out.

"No, no, when I went, Uncle Jiu...was sleeping, there was no one else..."

Qin Qiao now regrets that she went to the hotel to deliver clothes to Zhan Qing that night.

By the way, he also sent himself out.

Uncle Jiu would never have thought that the person he slept with would be her, Qin Qiao, and she was still a woman...

Zhan Qing didn't speak anymore, except for Qin Qiao, no woman was photographed entering or leaving his suite in the surveillance.

Could it be that he slept with a ghost that night...

What the hell.

Zhanjia old house

Qin Qiao, who just came out of school, was taken to the Zhan family's old house.

The housekeeper called, saying that it was Mrs. Zhan who told her to go back immediately.

Qin Qiao backed down on the bus three times and took the subway twice to get home.

After Qin Qiao was brought to the Zhan family by Zhan Qing, life was not easy.

Even though she kept pretending to be weak and bully, foolish and ignorant, and lowered her sense of existence, she was still unpopular and bullied.

As soon as she came to the old house, she felt extremely depressed, because there was no one she liked here.

"The Qi family is a family of medicine, and there is only one daughter, Qi Meiwei. It is not a loss for you to marry her." The old lady of the Zhan family took a sip of tea, frowned slightly, and the butler behind her immediately changed to a cup of hot tea.

Qin Qiao pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, lowered her head and said nothing, how could such a good marriage be her turn.