Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 111: Chapter 105: Slap in the Face! Slap in the Face! Another Slap in the Face!

“Look, here comes Manager He,” Qian Yuang said to Qiao Jing, pointing him out. “Despite being just the lobby manager, his status is second only to Boss Yu of the hotel. Usually, he only deals with receiving VIPs. Impressive, isn’t it? Quite a prestigious position.”

As Qian Yuang spoke, he affected a refined adjustment of his collar.

Manager He approached and was about to speak to Qiao Jing when Qian Yuang interrupted him.

“Manager He, long time no see.”

Out of politeness, Manager He briefly greeted Qian Yuang, “Young Master Qian, you’re here.”

“I—” Just as Qian Yuang wanted to say something more, Manager He’s gaze had already shifted from him to Qiao Jing.

“Miss Qiao, please come this way.”

Manager He’s attitude toward Qiao Jing was unknowably more respectful than the one he showed Qian Yuang.

“Hmm,” Qiao Jing nodded, then headed towards the second floor.

All the while, Manager He walked slightly behind and to the side of Qiao Jing, leading her to a spot on the second floor where they could enjoy the view.

Qian Yuang looked up at Qiao Jing, who was perusing the menu, and gaped, unable to close his mouth.

Several wealthy young masters had come with Qian Yuang.

“Young Master Qian, she looks like a big shot, who exactly is she?”

“Big shot my ass! She’s just a country girl from the sticks, nothing special. Probably gets such treatment just by clinging to the Zhan Family’s coattails,” Qian Yuang sneered, having decided that Manager He’s treatment of Qiao Jing must be due to her previous visits with the Zhan Family.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Country girl? The Zhan Family? No wonder she looked familiar—I guess she’s the countryside girl the Zhan Family married off. To be honest, I thought she was quite pretty from a distance before. Having seen her up close just now, I realize she truly is naturally beautiful.”

“Do you guys think President Zhan, having married such a beauty, might develop feelings over time and fall for her?”

“Ha! Perhaps anyone else might, but who is Zhan Qipei? He’s like a breath of fresh air in our circles! Never touches a woman, and besides, I hear his family is out there seeking a miracle doctor to treat his infertility.”

“Tsk tsk tsk—what a pity, such a pretty girl with a great figure. If I had the chance to taste that, I swear it’d be heavenly!”

The brazen young masters continued their unrestrained banter, all of which reached the ears of Manager He who was not far away. He intended to report every word to the boss later.

“Out of the way! I saw her first,” Qian Yuang asserted.

Hearing Qian Yuang say this, the other rich youths teased him.

“Don’t be so stingy. Among us, we share the good things—a beauty is to be enjoyed by all.”

“Exactly.”

While they spoke, the group headed to the second floor, and coincidentally, they chose a table right next to Qiao Jing’s.

“What a coincidence! It seems we are fated,” Qian Yuang said to Qiao Jing, trying to chat her up again. “Why don’t we join our tables? I’ll treat you. Eat whatever you like, you and your friend.”

Qiao Jing handed the menu to Wen Binbin across the table. “To tell you the truth, if I weren’t a model citizen, I’d hire you to deal with someone.”

Qiao Jing’s voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Qian Yuang and his companions to hear.

What did she mean? Deal with him? To hire this fatso?

Qian Yuang sized up Wen Binbin. Could this guy really kill someone by sitting on them with his weight?

As Qian Yuang was silently mocking, Wen Binbin suddenly looked over at him with an icy, piercing stare that revealed a chilling, unsettling coldness.

This terrifying and daunting presence gave the impression… he had killed before, and not just once.

Meeting Wen Binbin’s gaze, Qian Yuang felt as if he saw an ice-cold corpse that looked just like him in Wen Binbin’s eyes.

And as he looked, Qian Yuang felt as though his own blood was starting to freeze.

After a brief exchange of gazes, Wen Binbin averted his eyes, picked up the menu, and began to peruse it with one leg crossed over the other.

“So the King’s Farewell then, a dish of peanuts, but how come there are no smashed cucumbers? What’s this fancy restaurant’s deal? How can they look down on my favorite smashed cucumbers?”

Qian Yuang was panting heavily, as if he had just returned from a round trip to Ghost Gate Pass.

When he looked at Wen Binbin again, he found the man indistinguishable from any ordinary fatty you’d see around.

Not completely indistinguishable, perhaps even fatter.

He must have been cursed or something. What the hell happened just now? Could it be that he had too much fun last night with those women and overdosed, which is why he’s hallucinating?

While Qian Yuang was thinking this, the ethereal voice of Qiao Jing suddenly rose by his ear.

“If you really want to eat smashed cucumbers, just mention it to Manager He later, and he’ll have the kitchen prepare a portion for you.”

“Pfft—” Li Zitong, one of Qian Yuang’s dandy friends, let out a laugh, looking at Qiao Jing, “Miss Qiao, you’re quite commanding, huh! Even the cows have flown up to the sky. This is our capital’s foremost grand restaurant, not some roadside food stall. You think they’ll make whatever you ask for on a whim?”

No sooner had Li Zitong finished speaking than they saw Manager He take out a walkie-talkie, “Make a dish of smashed cucumbers and bring it up immediately.”

What’s going on?

Li Zitong and the others were all dumbfounded.

“Jing bro, is that Manager He your relative?”

Wen Binbin’s question was also what the others wanted to know.

“No,” replied Qiao Jing.

“Then why is he giving us such special treatment?” Wen Binbin asked again.

“I know his boss.”

As soon as Qiao Jing said this, Li Zitong switched from sputtering to smiling.

“Hahaha—” Li Zitong and the others burst into hearty laughter.

“What did I just hear? A country bumpkin girl claiming she knows the owner of the capital’s top grand restaurant, is that funny or what?”

Wen Binbin picked up his chopsticks and stood up.

“Don’t bother with them; just treat them like air,” Qiao Jing, looking up, said to Wen Binbin.

Wen Binbin gave Qian Yuang and his group a cold look, then sat down again, and turned to Qiao Jing.

“Jing bro, how did you get to know the owner of this restaurant?”

“Boss Li’s mother fell ill and sought me out.”

Upon hearing Qiao Jing say this, Wen Binbin couldn’t help but feel a kindred spirit.

Because his own acquaintance with Qiao Jing had also started with healing.

During that period, Wen Binbin was getting over a breakup, indulging in excessive eating and drinking at the restaurant, which led to gastric bleeding. It so happened that Qiao Jing was also in the restaurant, and in an emergency, Qiao Jing stepped in to save him, and afterwards, they became good friends.

“She knows medical skills?” Li Zitong asked Qian Yuang in a low voice beside him.

“How would I know?” Qian Yuang indicated he was keen to find out as well.

“So what do we do now? Qiao Jing doesn’t seem to want to pay any attention to us, does she?” Li Zitong, just like Qian Yuang, was accustomed to spending his nights bustling upon women’s bellies. Consequently, faced with a beauty like Qiao Jing, he was already itching with desire.

Just then, the waiter brought over four bowls of Bird’s Nest.

“That’s it, we’ll use this to lure her in.”

Before Qian Yuang finished speaking, he saw the waiter place all four bowls of Bird’s Nest on Qiao Jing’s table.