Chapter 470: Chapter 459: Xu Moqian Confesses to Qiao Jing Again Chapter 470: Chapter 459: Xu Moqian Confesses to Qiao Jing Again “Sister Jing… I…”

His words trailed off before finishing, and he inexplicably felt a bit guilty, his voice deflating like a punctured ball, and he pulled back halfway through.

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows.

“Just speak straightforwardly. No need to hesitate.”

She didn’t want her friends to feel so apprehensive that they stuttered and stammered while talking to her.

She had long considered them a part of her family.

Xu Moqian cursed himself several times for his feebleness before he spoke.

“It’s nothing, Sister Jing, I just wanted to reminisce with you. Do you remember when we first met in college?”

He ultimately decided not to confess right away but to take it slow, fearing an immediate rejection.

Concerned that Xu Moqian might trip, Qiao Jing pulled him to the side under a streetlight, leaning shoulder to shoulder against the wall.

“I remember. What about it?”

She recalled not only their first meeting but also the various things Xu Moqian rigged up for her at school, like confessing with flowers in public and even hanging banners. But she had dismissed those as childish antics at the time.

She remembered the first encounters with everyone around her, all of which were fond memories with her friends that she wouldn’t forget.

Xu Moqian, feeling a bit embarrassed, scratched his head and continued.

“Sister Jing, did you think all those confessions I arranged in school were a bit silly?”

Qiao Jing nodded without hesitation.

“Yeah, pretty silly. Do all you kids like to do that?”

She observed that the college students were always unabashed in expressing their love, probably Moqian as well, or else he wouldn’t have made every event so grand.

However, she had already made clear rejections to Xu Moqian, and later on, she could tell that his feelings for her seemed more like adoration, so she treated subsequent confessions as jokes.

Xu Moqian coughed, his eyes becoming somewhat shifty.

“Sister Jing, you’re not some old lady in her seventies or eighties, you’re only a few years older than me, how am I a kid? But never mind that now, Sister Jing, I’m a bit rushed for time right now, I couldn’t prepare as much as I used to…”

The more Qiao Jing listened, the more puzzled she felt, her face full of confusion.

“What? Prepare what exactly?”

Maybe it was the alcohol emboldening him, but Xu Moqian, with determination, finally blurted it out.

“Sister Jing! I like you! Consider being with me!!”

Since the area around the KTV was mostly populated with bars and other entertainment venues at this time, the streets were somewhat deserted.

With that, Xu Moqian’s confession seemed to echo down the entire street.

Qiao Jing’s temples throbbed heavily.

“Have you drunk too much?”

She wanted to check if Xu Moqian was talking nonsense due to drunkenness.

But when she looked up at Xu Moqian, her eyes met a pair of dark pupils.

Unbeknownst to them, someone had appeared behind Xu Moqian, and it was none other than Zhan Qipei!

It was unclear if Zhan Qipei had heard Xu Moqian’s words just then.

But…

It wasn’t her concern whether he had heard or not.

Qiao Jing expressionlessly shifted her gaze away from Zhan Qipei, focusing on Xu Moqian’s face.

“Old Four, have you drunk too–”
Her words were cut off by the sincerity in Xu Moqian’s eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Why hadn’t Old Four given up on her yet?

And now, looking at her with such sincerity, she was at a loss for how to reject him properly.

Xu Moqian, with his bright and piercing eyes, stared incessantly at Qiao Jing.

“Sister Jing, I’m not drunk, I’m serious. Since Zhan Qipei has had an affair, why don’t you just divorce him and find someone better?

Like me, for example. My status might not compare to yours, but it’s still decent. I can do household chores, and most importantly, I will never cheat.”

He had just finished speaking when he felt as if someone was boring holes into his back, which felt odd.

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows, her expression extremely serious.

“Young Qian, you really have had too much to drink.”

Just as Xu Moqian was about to say something else, a deep voice interrupted him.

“Who did you say had an affair?”

Zhan Qipei, with a face so grave it could almost drip water, strode meteorically between the two, forcibly distancing Qiao Jing and Xu Moqian.

He had just arrived on this street and before he could even enter the KTV, he had heard Xu Moqian confessing his love.

Daring to poach his person while he was away?!

Xu Moqian, upon seeing that it was Zhan Qipei, could hardly contain his anger.

“You! You still have the face to ask? Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten? I think you’d better go and divorce Sister Jing right now!”

He had finally found an opportunity today and couldn’t let Zhan Qipei ruin it for him!

This was his chance to turn the tables!!

Zhan Qipei gathered his brow, misted with confusion, and looked towards Qiao Jing.

“What affair? I didn’t have an affair.”

Xu Moqian, now emboldened by the alcohol, fearlessly faced Zhan Qipei’s darkening expression and spoke up directly.

“Ha, Zhan Qipei, you still want to play dumb? I’m telling you, Sister Jing is already preparing to divorce you and move out. Stop clinging to her already.”

Zhan Qipei’s eyebrows creased tightly, his gaze fell on Qiao Jing’s face, but he realized she was tacitly acknowledging Xu Moqian’s words.

“What are you talking about? When did I ever cheat?”

With such a wonderful wife, how could he possibly cheat?

There must be some misunderstanding here!!

No wonder Qiao Jing has been so cold toward him recently. Could it be because of this “affair”?

Qiao Jing pursed her red lips and remained silent, looking emotionlessly at Zhan Qipei.

She didn’t know why Zhan Qipei was still pretending to be oblivious, she wasn’t so easily deceived.

Something she hadn’t expected was that Zhan Qipei would still play dumb after things had been made clear.

Xu Moqian “tsk”ed and took a few steps forward, trying to squeeze past Zhan Qipei to leave with Qiao Jing.

“Sister Jing, don’t bother with him, let’s go…”

No sooner had Xu Moqian finished speaking than he felt a sharp pain in his wrist and before he could react, he was pinned against the wall by Zhan Qipei.

Zhan Qipei’s presence grew colder by several degrees instantly, his lips tightly pressed in a straight line, his face as cold as a bitter wind as he glared at Xu Moqian.

“You try to lay a finger on Qiao Jing.”

Xu Moqian began to struggle furiously.

“Who’s laying a finger on Sister Jing? I was taking her home!”

This statement angered Zhan Qipei, a ferocious glint swept through his dark eyes, and he intensified the pressure of his grip.

Xu Moqian cried out in pain.

“Zhan Qipei! Let me go!”

Upon seeing this, Qiao Jing quickly stepped forward, furrowing her brows, her lips slightly parting.

“Let go!”

Upon hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Zhan Qipei momentarily paused his movement and subconsciously loosened his grip a bit.

Seizing the opportunity, Xu Moqian quickly broke free from Zhan Qipei’s grasp.