Chapter 752 - 752 738 Zhao Xuans Wishful Thinking (2)_1

Chapter 752: 738, Zhao Xuan’s Wishful Thinking (2)_1 Chapter 752: 738, Zhao Xuan’s Wishful Thinking (2)_1 He only saw her as a friend, but who would have expected her to suddeny fall for him?

Jian Luo nodded without hesitation, “Yeah, you used to switch girlfriends faster than you did your clothes.”

“Black Jack, you better control him.” Bai Jue looked at Black Jack, “You might as well change your name to ‘Jian Gossip’.”

“That’s barking up the wrong tree, if you hadn’t looked so miserable, I wouldn’t have asked.” Jian Luo shot him a daggered look.

“Bai Jue, you’re falling for her?” Black Jack, who had remained silent, glanced at him and asked casually.

“Not at all.” Bai Jue denied without thinking.

“I rejected her, how could I possibly have feelings for her.”

Black Jack laughed, “If you didn’t have feelings for her, why did you drink so much wine?”

He had so many women around him before, but none of them could make him act like last night.

If there wasn’t something fishy going on, Jue Jue would never believe it.

With a weak explanation, Bai Jue replied, “We are just friends. I hurt a young lady’s feelings by refusing her, so I’m just frustrated, I drank some wine to vent.”

“Tell the truth, who is it and do we know her?” Jian Luo held Bai Jue’s neck and persistently pushed for an answer.

There weren’t many female friends close to him, and most were also known by Black Jack. Who could make Bai Jue feel so frustrated?

Bai Jue replied calmly, “You don’t know her.”

“You’re boring, I’ll ignore you,” Jian Luo released Bai Jue and went back to sit next to Black Jack.

“Enough with the gossip. I’ll head out for a while, let’s meet at the racetrack later.” Bai Jue put on his coat, grabbed his car keys, and left.

Watching his figure disappear at the entrance, Jian Luo leaned against Black Jack, “Black Jack, don’t you think Bai Jue is hiding something from us?”

“What’s the rush? Eventually, if he’s got someone, he’ll introduce them to us one day,” Black Jack casually ruffled Jian Luo’s hair, contemplatively.

Jian Luo, “I guess you’re right.”

“Let’s clean up, have breakfast, then go shopping for our godson.” Black Jack had already put himself in the godfather position, regardless of whether Jingwu agreed or not.

Anyway, he didn’t want to be called aunt.

“Great.” Jian Luo immediately got up and ran upstairs at the mention of shopping for the babies’ stuff.

— Cut-off Line —

At An Family Mansion, Beijing

Zhao Xuan sat on the sofa, her gaze slightly downward, as if she was thinking about something.

“Madam!”

The voice of the servant came from the doorway.

Zhao Xuan snapped back to reality and saw that Zhou Qi had returned.

She stood up, greeted her, and took her bag from her.

“Mom, are you back?”

Zhou Qi was taken aback by her enthusiasm, she looked at her in confusion, “Axuan, what are you doing at home? You said you had an appointment today.”

“Mrs. Li wasn’t feeling well, so I decided to come home early.” Zhao Xuan put the bag on the sofa and helped Zhou Qi sit down.

Zhou Qi looked at her and thought her attention was somewhat excessive.

“Axuan, is there something you want to tell me?”

Zhao Xuan’s gaze darkened slightly, she sat beside her, “Nothing much, mom, I heard that you went to visit Xiang Cheng, how is he doing?”

Upon mentioning Xiang Cheng, Zhou Qi sighed deeply, “The doctor says Xiang Cheng’s condition has worsened. He won’t last long if this continues.”

It was only due to the An Family’s financial support that he could still receive treatment. If it was a normal family, Xiang Cheng wouldn’t have survived till now.

Heh, he could die in a few years for all I care, as long as he’s alive now. Zhao Xuan thought to herself.

To hold An Man in check, Xiang Cheng was her best bargaining chip.

“Mom, you’ve been unwell lately, having to look after the house and also worry about Xiang Cheng. It might affect your health given the long run. I have an idea, here me out.”

Zhou Qi looked at her in surprise, “What idea?”

Since when did she start considering my casue for concern? What’s the wind blowing today?

“I’ve discussed it with Achong. I’d handle Xiang Cheng, so you won’t have to visit the hospital frequently, and we would take care of Xiang Cheng’s treatment expenses,” Zhao Xuan said understandingly.

“Afterall, An Man is Achong’s younger sister, my sister-in-law, if we can’t help her while she’s in jail, at least we can help her son.”

Fearing Zhou Qi might suspect something, Zhao Xuan mentioned Achong here and there in their conversation.

As expected, Zhou Qi looked even more puzzled after hearing her say that, “Axuan, why did you bring this up all of a sudden?”

An Man has been in prison for such a long time, she never cared for Xiang Cheng’s affairs, but now she suddenly wants to help him, which made her suspicious.

“A while ago, Jian Qing was targeting the An Family and Achong and I couldn’t easily interfere. But now that moment has passed, Achong and I cannot bear to see An Man and her son being ignored. After all, we’re family, if we can help, we should.” Zhao Xuan quickly replied.

“Mom, please accept this as Achong’s and my goodwill.”

Zhou Qi stared at her for a moment, still uncertain, “Axuan, you know the situation with Xiang Cheng, are you sure you want to help?”

“Mom, what are you talking about, she’s my sister-in-law, and our families were very close before, how can I just stand by and watch her son’s misfortune unfold?” Zhao Xuan’s eyes teared up as she spoke.

“I’ve long wanted to help An Man, but I was afraid that Jian Qing would hurt Yunyun, so I didn’t dare to help directly. Now that Jian Qing is pregnant, she won’t have time to mess with us, so Achong and I thought of finding a good doctor for Xiang Cheng.”

Zhou Qi saw the tears welling up in her eyes, and the doubts in her heart gradually disappeared. She patted her hand and said, “Axuan, I appreciate your and Achong’s kind intentions. If you’ve said so, later on, I’ll give you Xiang Cheng’s hospital records and documents. It’ll cause you trouble to take care of him from then on.”

“Don’t worry, Mom, I will,” Zhao Xuan wiped away her tears and sneered in her heart.

Heh, An Man, your son is in my hands now, let’s see what tricks you want to play.

…

JK International

On the top floor, the CEO’s office

Jian Qing looked at the time. It was just after ten.

It’s still quite some time before King Jing Wu wraps up his meeting.

Regardless, she’d best go out to eat.

She closed her book, tossed it on the sofa, and slowly got up, supporting her waist.

Since her belly started showing, her waist had occasionally been aching. Jing Wu would often massage her waist and legs during his free time, and the Quan family had already gotten used to this.