Pregnant After Healing the Alpha Chapter 344

Chapter 344: Chapter 333: Su Manhan Personally Delivers Fruit to Qiao Jing at the Research Institute

Su Manhan was holding a box, and when she saw Zhan Nanqing come out, her eyes lit up and she hurried forward.

“You just finished dinner, right? I timed my visit, take this in for Qiao Jing to eat quickly.”

As she spoke, she pushed the box toward Zhan Nanqing.

The box, which contained fruit, was transparent, and Zhan Nanqing could see several types of fruit inside. Had her mother made a fruit platter?

And even brought it over personally!

Zhan Nanqing held the box without moving and frowned as she asked Su Manhan.

“Mom, I understand you being nice to Qiao Jing, but aren't you being a bit too nice? You were making chicken soup and peeling apples before, don't tell me you cut the fruit yourself instead of having the maid do it.”

Su Manhan stared at Zhan Nanqing with some dissatisfaction and pushed her toward the institute's entrance.

“Nonsense, of course I cut the fruit myself. She saved my life, I need to treat her extra well. Besides, you don't want your brother and Qiao Jing to get divorced, do you?”

Zhan Nanqing did not understand and looked at Su Manhan puzzled.

Why was her mother connecting being nice to Qiao Jing with her brother getting a divorce?

“Of course I don't want that, but what does that have to do with you being so nice to Qiao Jing?”

For the first time, Su Manhan realized how naive her daughter was. She glanced at the time, somewhat anxiously.

“Are you silly? Qiao Jing definitely wants a divorce because I used to treat her badly. I'm taking these last few days to treat her sincerely, to see if I can make her stay.”

Zhan Nanqing finally understood Su Manhan's intention and felt less jealous.

“Alright.”

After pushing her into the institute, Su Manhan hurried back home, planning what to make for Qiao Jing the next day.

Zhan Nanqing came in with the fruit and put it on the table.

“This is from my mom, for you to eat.”

Qiao Jing was taken aback, her brows furrowed even more tightly.

If it was just about thanking her for saving a life, she thought chicken soup had been enough.

Su Manhan was now cooking meals and bringing fruit, which was really too much, making her even more uncomfortable.

Xu Moqian was even more stunned, his mouth open wide enough to fit an egg.

Had he heard wrong? It was one thing for Su Manhan to make meals for Sister Jing, but now personally bringing fruit?

He knew that the Zhan family lived some distance from the institute–had Su Manhan actually made the trip just to deliver fruit?

In the long run, wouldn't his Sister Jing possibly be moved by Su Manhan and then choose to stay with the Zhan family?

That wouldn't do!

Xu Moqian looked at Qiao Jing and, seeing that she did not seem touched, ventured to ask.

“Sister Jing, you wouldn't be moved just by a meal and some fruit, would you?”

Hearing Xu Moqian say this, Zhan Nanqing got quite angry and glared fiercely at him.

“Xu Moqian! What are you talking about?”

His words were clearly trying to stir trouble between Qiao Jing and her mother.

Considering Qiao Jing was about to divorce his brother, Xu Moqian adding fuel to the fire could accelerate their divorce–what then?

Qiao Jing glanced coolly at them both and did not eat the fruit.

“You eat it. I'm going to work now.”

Xu Moqian's words had also revealed to her what Su Manhan was really thinking.

But she ultimately would not stay.

Zhan Nanqing's eyes widened, and she picked up the fruit platter and followed behind Qiao Jing.

“No, my mom made this especially for you. You should eat some, it would replenish your vitamins and be good for your health.”

Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Nanqing's stubborn demeanor, reminding her of Zhan Qipei. The siblings seemed similar in this regard.

Eventually, she ate some fruit, and then Zhan Nanqing was willing to let her go to work.

When Qiao Jing got home from work, she found someone already in the kitchen.

The aroma of the dishes wafted out; she paused and checked the current time.

It was only five in the evening; had Zhan Qipei come back already? Didn't he usually get off work at six?

After changing her shoes, she approached the dining table and met Zhan Qipei, who had just come out of the kitchen.

Qiao Jing focused on the pink apron the man was wearing, which contrasted starkly with his cold expression, creating a strong, cute dissonance.

Plus, with Zhan Qipei wearing an apron and carrying dishes out of the kitchen, she felt like he was the perfect househusband.

When Zhan Qipei saw Qiao Jing come home, a light appeared in his dark eyes, and he placed the dish he was holding on the table.

He had come home early specifically to cook for Qiao Jing, planning to make one last effort in these final days.

No matter whether he could win an opportunity or not, as long as he disagreed with the divorce, they couldn't proceed with the divorce procedures.

Qiao Jing couldn't dream of divorcing him.

“You're back. I just finished cooking; it's all your favorite dishes.”

Qiao Jing was still holding the leftovers from lunch, and seeing Zhan Qipei had cooked so much made her somewhat anxious.

Fortunately, there was only a little left, otherwise, it would have been too much to finish.

She hummed in response, sat down at the table, and took out the unfinished dishes.

When Zhan Qipei saw the opened lunchbox, his eyes dimmed and his tone was tinged with loss.

“Aren't you going to eat the food I cooked?”

When had his wife cooked? Why didn't he know about it?

But, if his wife didn't eat the food he cooked, did it mean he really had no chance at all?

Qiao Jing paused in her movements, reheated all the dishes, and then returned to the table to sit.

The man's face was still dim and lightless, which inexplicably made her feel guilty.

“No, this is what your mom made for me. I didn't finish it at noon, so I brought it back to continue eating.”

Zhan Qipei's expression improved a lot upon hearing this, but he was surprised to learn it was his mother who had cooked the dishes.

His mom not only made soup for Qiao Jing but also personally cooked so many dishes for her?

Right then, his phone vibrated, and the screen lit up automatically.

The latest message was from Su Manhan.

“Qipei, hang in there! Mom is on your side! You must also take hold of this opportunity, whatever you do, don't let Qiao Jing leave the Zhan Family! You know she's my only precious daughter-in-law.”

After reading the message, a faint smile appeared on Zhan Qipei's face, and he began to serve dishes into Qiao Jing's bowl.

As soon as they finished eating, Qiao Jing's phone rang.

She paused slightly as she was about to clean up the dishes.

She only paused for a second, but Zhan Qipei had already taken the bowl from her hand.

The man's distinctive voice rang out.

“Go answer the phone.”

Qiao Jing pursed her lips and went to answer the call.

The caller was Ni Yue.

She pressed the answer button and instinctively held the phone a little further from her ear, as Ni Yue's first words were always loud when she called.

But this time, the situation was beyond Qiao Jing's expectations.

Although Ni Yue was still the first to speak, she deliberately lowered her voice, sounding mysteriously.

“Xiao Jingjing, come over to my house; I have a surprise for you.”

Qiao Jing was instantly intrigued and asked curiously.

“What surprise?”

Chapter end

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