Chapter 944: Chapter 932: The Little One Wants a Kiss
"What’s this about sneaky behavior? It’s called observing from the shadows!"
Zhan Nanjing retorted, then pouted, saying, "I just wanted to come over and see how things were going."
Chi Yuhang vaguely guessed Zhan Nanjing’s thoughts and tentatively asked, "Do you hope your brother and Third Miss Qiao get together? Or not?"
"Ah..." Zhan Nanjing sighed, "In my heart, I certainly hope my sister-in-law could still be alive, but my brother has been too depressed lately. His stomach condition worsened to the point of fainting and needing surgery. If it goes on like this, he won’t be able to take it, even with an iron body!"
"So, I’ve thought it over carefully. If my brother could really meet someone else he likes, I’d support it."
As they were talking, over by the door, Qiao Jing was already planning to leave.
However, as she stepped to get into the car, she was suddenly tripped by a stone and fell forward unexpectedly.
At the critical moment, Zhan Qipei stepped forward and reached out, catching her just in time to prevent her from hitting the ground.
This scene shocked the secretly observing Zhan Nanjing and Chi Yuhang.
Especially Zhan Nanjing, who was so shocked she almost couldn’t regain her composure.
From what she knew of her brother, aside from her sister-in-law, he was extremely resistant to other women approaching him.
He would resist even the slightest touch, let alone holding someone like this!
But what was going on with this scene?
Could it be that her brother indeed felt differently about Third Miss Qiao?
Even Zhan Qipei himself found this unbelievable.
The moment he saw the woman in front of him about to fall, he acted on instinct, rushing over to support her waist without thinking!
Zhan Qipei quickly let go and took a step back, but his expression was still somewhat dazed.
What happened to him?
Could it be just because this person’s name and figure are so similar to Qiao Jing that not only grandfather, but even he is starting to confuse them?
No!
Qiao Jing is Qiao Jing, and Third Miss Qiao is Third Miss Qiao, they are not the same person...
Thinking of this, Zhan Qipei’s thin lips pressed tightly together, forcing himself to calm down and regain his usual cold demeanor.
He glanced at the woman standing by the car and said indifferently, "I have other matters to attend to and won’t be able to see you off personally. The driver will take you home safely."
Qiao Jing also felt an inexplicable subtle feeling in her heart, but because she couldn’t understand where this feeling was coming from, she didn’t show it on her face, just nodded and said, "Thank you."
With that, she opened the door, reported the address to the driver, and left Purple Garden.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the small villa.
Qiao Jing got out of the car and went straight into the house.
But as soon as she entered, she felt something was wrong.
Whenever she returned home, the little one would always run over cheerfully, holding her hand with a smile or hugging her directly.
But today there was nothing!
Not only that, when Qiao Jing arrived in the living room, she found the little one sitting on the sofa with a pouting face that said, "I’m not happy."
She walked over a bit puzzled, sat down next to the little one, and asked softly, "What’s wrong? Why do you seem unhappy?"
Zhan Qiaoze’s lips pouted even higher, as he turned away, refusing to look at Qiao Jing or answer her question.
Seeing the little one like this, Qiao Jing felt even more puzzled.
She reached out and stroked the little one’s head, amusedly saying, "Why are you not talking to anyone? Tell Aunt Jing, what happened?"
Zhan Qiaoze still said nothing, and when Qiao Jing leaned closer, he turned his little face away, refusing to make eye contact.
Qiao Jing thought for a bit and changed her approach, "How about I make you something delicious? What do you want to eat?"
This little one loved the meals she cooked, so this should get him to open up, right?
Zhan Qiaoze remained unmoved, his little hands still crossed in front of him.
This made Qiao Jing feel quite strange.
Usually, this little one would be easy to coax, but why such a big temper today?
This temperament seemed different from before, almost as if he wasn’t the same person...
Thinking this, Qiao Jing shook her head, feeling she was overthinking.
This little one’s face was still the same familiar look, so how could he be a different person?
After pondering for a moment, Qiao Jing leaned in and kissed the little one’s fair and tender cheek.
After receiving a kiss, Zhan Qiaoze’s mood improved, no longer pouting or evading.
Seeing the little one’s reaction, Qiao Jing couldn’t help but chuckle and asked again, "Alright, now tell Aunt Jing, why are you unhappy?"
"Because we agreed yesterday that you’d call me to go with you in the morning, but you didn’t, so I’m not happy."
Saying this, Zhan Qiaoze’s tone was a bit aggrieved, like a little one who felt abandoned.
Qiao Jing’s heart softened. She stroked his little head once more, gently saying, "Then what would make you happy?"
Zhan Qiaoze blinked, suddenly recalling how his brother and Mo Bao had boasted that Aunt Jing told them fairy tales.
So, he decided to have Aunt Jing sing for him!
His brother and Mo Bao hadn’t heard Aunt Jing sing yet!
With this thought, Zhan Qiaoze tilted his little head, full of anticipation, "Aunt Jing, I want to hear you sing. Can you sing for me?"
Qiao Jing smiled and asked back, "If Aunt Jing sings for you, will that make you happy?"
Zhan Qiaoze nodded without hesitation.
"Then how about Aunt Jing sings ’Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ for you?"
Qiao Jing said, cleared her throat a bit, and began, "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky..."
Listening, Zhan Qiaoze’s mouth formed an "O" shape.
Even though it was just a simple children’s song...
It sounded amazing!
Who would have thought Aunt Jing was so talented, not only cooking better than a five-star chef but also singing better than professional singers!!
His brother and Mo Bao had always bragged, now it’s finally his turn!
Thinking this, Zhan Qiaoze sneakily reached into his pocket, pressed a few buttons on the smartwatch inside, and started a call with his brother and Mo Bao.
As soon as the call connected, Zhan Qiaoyu and Zhan Qiaomo on the other end immediately heard the sweet, melodic voice.
"That’s Aunt Jing’s voice, right?" Zhan Qiaoyu recognized it immediately.
Zhan Qiaomo nodded, "It’s Aunt Jing’s voice, she’s singing for Second Brother!"
Realizing this, the two little ones were overwhelmingly envious.
Zhan Qiaomo pouted slightly, feeling not only envy but a bit of dissatisfaction, "Second Brother is so lucky, I haven’t heard Aunt Jing sing yet!"
"I haven’t heard it either."
Zhan Qiaoyu’s face fell as he thought to himself, next time he’d switch with Zebao so he could hear Aunt Jing sing too!