Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 193 - 186: Top Male Star Confesses to Qiao Jing

Chapter 193 -186: Top Male Star Confesses to Qiao Jing

“This, this is——”

Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei’s marriage certificate!

They are legally married!!!

What’s going on? Isn’t this man Ming Youling’s boyfriend?

How could it turn out that she was the one who had misunderstood after all this time?

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Thinking back on her own behavior just now, the female fan felt an overwhelming sense of shame.

“I’m so sorry!” the female fan bowed at a 90-degree angle to Qiao Jing as an apology.

“You don’t have to apologize to me, just say sorry to him,” Qiao Jing found it unbearable when others were implicated because of her.

That’s why she had reacted towards the female fan as she did earlier.

The female fan glanced at the back of Zhan Qipei, her heart filled with remorse.

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t know!”

As the female fan apologized, she started to resent Ming Youling in her heart.

She was a die-hard fan of Ming Youling, she would always know about Ming Youling’s interviews and appearances as soon as they were announced, so she was familiar with every detail about her.

Yesterday, during an interview, the shy demeanour that Ming Youling showed was caught by her immediately, Ming Youling was indirectly admitting her relationship with Zhan Qipei.

But now——

It was all fake!

So now she seriously suspected that Ming Youling had deliberately led them on.

“Uh, I stained your shirt. How much is it? I’ll pay you back,” the female fan asked Zhan Qipei.

Zhan Qipei thought for a moment and replied, “I don’t remember clearly, around a hundred thousand or so.”

The female fan?!!!

“You, you’re not joking with me, are you?”

After all, even if it was a scam, if you said a thousand or two, she could accept it and just consider it bad luck.

A shirt worth a hundred thousand? What kind of joke is that?

Zhan Qipei didn’t bother with the female fan anymore and turned to look at Qiao Jing, “I have a spare set of clothes in the car. I’ll go change. You wait for me.”

“Okay,” Qiao Jing nodded her head.

Zhan Qipei took out his keys and walked towards the luxury car, the Maybach.

The female fan’s eyes widened instantly. Is this Zhan Qipei’s car?

“Beep beep——” The lights around the car lit up, and Zhan Qipei opened the door and got in.

In her astonishment, the female fan took out her phone and searched for the car model.

She could tell the car was expensive, but she didn’t know exactly how much. She looked it up.

“Hiss——” The female fan gasped.

Tens of millions!!!

The female fan was so scared that her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.

So it seemed that the man had not been joking when he said his shirt cost a hundred and some thousand.

It’s all over… wuu wuu wuu… it’s all Ming Youling’s fault. Why did she have to make that face and say those misleading things during the interview?

She was confused just now, but now she understood, because this man’s identity was far from ordinary—Ming Youling wanted to cozy up to a major financial backer!

Shameless!

Ming Youling, as of today, she’s no longer a fan!

No, she’s an anti-fan!

Li Xiu’e, Sister Qiao, and Doudou were all willing to help take care of the young children.

However, Little Baby only clung to her; if he left her, he would cry heartbreakingly with breathlessness, causing others to feel pity.

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Feeling helpless, Su Qingluo could only hold Little Baby and enter her guest room.

Just as she sat down on the bed to rest, his little face turned red. He started to cry, and then a warm liquid soaked her front.

“Mom, the little brother wet me.”

The soft and tender voice, filled with immense grievances, echoed through the inn’s windows.

“What’s wrong?”

Su Hu and Li Xiu’e hurried over from the neighboring guest room upon hearing the cries. Seeing their daughter’s pouting mouth and disheartened expression, they couldn’t help but laugh.

From then on, the anxiety and fright experienced on the road dissipated because of this little episode, and their previous panic was gone.

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Li Xiu’e went downstairs and asked the inn’s waiters for a bathtub and hot water to bathe the two children.

Little Baby seemed to understand he had done something wrong. His cheeks were flushed with shame, and his tearful eyelashes fluttered, unable to meet his sister’s eyes.

“Good baby, get clean, and then Sister will take you downstairs to eat something delicious.”

Li Xiu’e prepared the bathwater and quickly undressed the little one. She put him in the tub and coaxed him to take a bath.

Su Qingluo squatted in front of the tub, helping her mother pour water.

Seeing Little Baby wanting to cry again as he left her embrace, she pinched his little nose, laughed, and talked to him, diverting his attention.

“Good baby, tell Sister your name.”

“Xuan’er.”

Little Baby, with tear-filled eyes, pitifully stretched out his little arms, “Hug me, Sister.”

“After you take a bath and smell nice, Sister will hug you.”

Su Qingluo pointed at her wet clothes and intentionally made a disgusted expression, “Smelly, not nice to smell.”

“Wu wu.”

Little Baby understood and thought that his sister disliked him. His mouth puckered, and tears flowed again.

“Ah, why are you crying again?”

Helpless, Su Qingluo removed her wet, dirty clothes, stepped into the tub, and bathed with him.

Both children were of innocent age; Li Xiu’e saw nothing wrong with it. She poured water quicker, and soon both children were clean.

She dried them off and held both little ones in bed. Little Baby had no spare clothes, but luckily Su Qingluo was young, so her clothes were suitable.

Li Xiu’e dressed Little Baby in his sister’s pink floral clothes, revealing his white and tender little arms and legs. Apart from his exceptionally eye-catching cheeks, at first glance, there wasn’t much difference between him and a rural child.

Sister’s clothes smelled just as sweet as hers.

Little Baby was particularly happy wearing his sister’s clothes, without any shyness in wearing a girl’s clothes. Seeing that his sister had also dressed, he stuck to her, reaching out his little arms for a hug.

“Xuan’er, be good. If you want to pee, just tell Sister; don’t hold it back. If you hold it for too long, your belly will hurt.”

As she held Little Baby, Su Qingluo gently poked his little belly, reminding him earnestly—she didn’t want to be wet again.

“Belly hurts.”

As Little Baby felt her tender little finger poke his belly, his little body shuddered with pain, and he pitifully complained.

Being a celebrity meant the whole world would vie for his wife, which was a hassle.

“You’re thinking too much, just visiting a friend.”

Relieved by Qiao Jing’s response, Zhan Qipei let out a breath.

Soon, Qiao Jing arrived at the entrance of the drama set.

Thanks to Cao Feiyu’s prior notice, Qiao Jing managed to enter smoothly.

“Who would’ve thought, she would come to this drama set,” Zhan Qipei stood by the window in the resting room, watching.