Chapter 484: Chapter 473: The Brat Next Door Became a Pro Player Chapter 484: Chapter 473: The Brat Next Door Became a Pro Player Zhan Qipei answered very naturally,
“If I don’t stick to you, what if someone else tricks you away? And, who is ‘second brother’?”

Qiao Jing didn’t know how many times Zhan Qipei had left her speechless. These days, she rolled her eyes so much it almost surpassed her total for the past twenty years.

“Am I a three-year-old? Can someone just trick me away like that?”

Zhan Qipei didn’t respond to Qiao Jing’s question, but instead kept asking the woman about the identity of ‘second brother’.

“Who exactly is ‘second brother’?”

Qiao Jing felt Zhan Qipei’s breath spraying again and again on her neck and she stretched her hand in utmost helplessness, resisting the man’s head.

Seeing Zhan Qipei’s stubborn appearance, she simply told him.

“‘Second brother’ is called Yu Yangqi, the owner of Zhouhuan Restaurant.”

Upon hearing this answer, a shock appeared in Zhan Qipei’s dark pupils.

No wonder Qiao Jing told Ni Yue to take care of Pingping and Anan by saying to just use her name at Zhouhuan Restaurant; it turns out the restaurant’s owner had such a relationship with his wife.

As he thought it over, Zhan Qipei’s face darkened a bit, his eyes filled with a strong sense of possessiveness.

“Are they all your ‘little brothers’? Do those two have girlfriends?”

How can his wife be so formidable?

The ‘second brother’ she recognized is the owner of Zhouhuan Restaurant, the ‘third brother’ is a well-known director, and as for the ‘fourth brother’… it’s that Xu Family kid.

Qiao Jing detected the underlying meaning in Zhan Qipei’s words and pried his hand away.

“No, they’re my good friends, not ‘little brothers’, and they don’t have girlfriends. They don’t like me that way.”

Since she chose to help ‘second brother’ and ‘third brother’ back then, she already considered them friends.

After getting along with them, she had long since regarded them as family.

Only then did Zhan Qipei breathe a sigh of relief. Remembering another matter, his tone once again carried a hint of jealousy.

“Right, Zeng Xiangyang said that his exam results will come out tomorrow. He wanted your contact information, but I didn’t give it to him. Just get in touch with my aunt yourself.”

He also remembered Qiao Jing saying she wanted to take Zeng Xiangyang as a disciple, and somehow he didn’t quite hope the young cousin would do too well.

But he wasn’t that petty. If the boy did well, it would relieve his aunt, but he couldn’t have too much contact with Qiao Jing.

After hearing Zhan Qipei’s words, Qiao Jing furrowed her brows slightly.

“Send him my contact information; it’s too much hassle if he has to contact your aunt and then get in touch with him afterward.”

She couldn’t help but feel a bit of anticipation about how much Zeng Xiangyang would score, especially since the kid had solemnly promised her last time, and she wondered if he could deliver.

Zhan Qipei pressed his thin lips together.

“No.”

Qiao Jing’s eyes showed a hint of helplessness, and she took out her mobile phone, pretending she was going to call Su Manqian.

“If you won’t send it, should I just call and ask?”

Zhan Qipei showed a helpless expression on his face and after a full minute of silence, he took out his own phone.

“I’ll send it to you.”

If Qiao Jing called to inquire, his aunt might think he was being petty.

Qiao Jing opened the WeChat contact card that Zhan Qipei sent over and saw that Zeng Xiangyang’s profile picture was an anime cartoon character.

But… why did it look so familiar to her?

She didn’t click on Zeng Xiangyang’s profile picture but sent a friend request.

Qiao Jing stood up, glanced at the prop sword on the table,
“I’m going to take a shower and rest. You can stay here and practice your swordplay.”

Without waiting for Zhan Qipei to reply, she quickened her pace back to her room.

When Qiao Jing came back to her room after her shower, she saw the messages from Zeng Xiangyang displayed on her phone screen.

In the time it took her to take a shower, Zeng Xiangyang had sent dozens of messages.

“Master, my results come out tomorrow, and I’ll definitely meet the goal you set for me. I’m sure I can become your apprentice!”

“What are you up to, Master? Are you busy?”

“Master, I’ve finished all my exams, can you take me for a few rounds of King’s Glory?”

“Master, Master! Why don’t we bind the master-apprentice relationship in King’s Glory? I bought you a King’s Glory account!”

“…”

After seeing this varied assortment of messages, Qiao Jing felt somewhat of a headache coming on and rubbed her forehead before replying to the other party.

“Wait until the results are out before you call me Master. How much for the account? I’ll transfer it to you.”

Earlier, it was Zeng Xiangyang waiting for her reply, but now it had become her turn to wait for Zeng Xiangyang’s response.

However, what she was more concerned about was the account Zeng Xiangyang bought. Though his family was wealthy, that didn’t mean money should be wasted. She could easily create a new game account herself.

Just as Qiao Jing was about to put down her phone to read a few medical books, she received a reply from Zeng Xiangyang.

The other party shared a live streaming link, along with a voice message.

“Master! I’ll get back to you later, this is my favorite pro player, Star’s Yun. My WeChat profile picture is of him! I’m currently watching him play a practice match against another team!

“In preparation for tomorrow’s national competition, everyone on Star has undergone closed training and they must be amazing now! The match just started, do you want to watch it with me, Master?”

Zeng Xiangyang’s tone was full of excitement and eagerness, it almost felt like it could spill out of the phone and reach her.

On hearing the name ‘Yun,’ Qiao Jing furrowed her brows.

No wonder she found Zeng Xiangyang’s WeChat profile picture vaguely familiar; it was the mischievous kid who used to live next door to her in the countryside.

Lin Yun.

That guy, when he was young, he was the king of the kids in their village. He was always up to no good, doing things like raiding bird nests and fighting with dogs. In short, he was a real nuisance.

Eventually, he caused trouble for her, and she wasn’t an ordinary kid. Dealing with such a brat, she never held back and beat him to the point where his own mother couldn’t recognize him.

After that, the kid kept challenging her, demanding one-on-one fights every couple of days.

Later on, he became obsessed with gaming and joined a professional esports team right after high school.

When she moved, she heard he had gone to play in professional competitions. After that, they never met again, but the brat had her contact information and used to message her every day.

It only stopped recently because he had gone for closed training.

Originally, Qiao Jing wasn’t interested at all, but Zeng Xiangyang kept persistently messaging her.

“Master, Yun is super skilled! His jungle and ganks are so strong. If they win first place in the national competition tomorrow, they’ll go abroad for the next match. Come on, Master, watch it with me and we can discuss!”

“Me, me, me– Damn! Master, Yun is actually picking up his phone right now, it looks like he’s messaging someone. I’ve never seen Yun message anyone before a match!”

Immediately after, Qiao Jing’s phone rang.

She exited the chat with Zeng Xiangyang and found a message from Lin Yun.

“The Great Lord is finally free! Xiao Qiaoqiao, due to training, I couldn’t bother you these days, such a pity. But now that I’m free, you won’t have a moment’s peace!”

“I have a match tomorrow, and I’ve left three front-row tickets for you. Whether you come or not is up to you. If you don’t, you can either use the tickets to wipe your ass or just throw them away, whichever you prefer.”

When Qiao Jing saw the name “Xiao Qiaoqiao,” her temples throbbed abruptly.

“I’ve said it before, don’t call me by that name.”

Lin Yun had misheard her name before, and finding it amusing, refused to correct his mistake, continuing to call her by that nickname.

However… these three tickets…

If Zeng Xiangyang’s results tomorrow are impressive, she could take him to see the match up close.

She could also get his signature for Zeng Xiangyang. Lin Yun, in times of boredom, had made a bunch of his own autographed items that he wanted to give to her, but she had refused them all.

Lin Yun didn’t listen to Qiao Jing, still hoping she would come, and followed up with another message.

“Xiao Qiaoqiao, I’m telling you, I’ve already given you the tickets. If you don’t come, that’s on you. Those three tickets are fought over by everyone; if you don’t show up, you’re really missing out!”

Just as Qiao Jing was about to reply to Lin Yun, a voice call popped up, sent by Zeng Xiangyang.

She glanced at the medical books on her desk and after hesitating for a while, she ultimately decided to accept the call.

“What’s up?”