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A dramatic turn of events!
Zhan Ruiting's head instantly drooped down.
Zhan Qipei's pupils suddenly brightened, and his lips uncontrollably lifted into a smile. His smile grew wider and wider until finally, his chin even seemed to tilt upward slightly.
This woman, her taste isn't bad at all.
"Ah—" Zhan Yuanshan sighed.
Others might not know Qiao Jing's thoughts, but how could Zhan Yuanshan, who'd lived for most of his life, not figure it out?
Qiao Jing's choice of Zhan Qipei wasn't because she had feelings for him but because she didn't want the trouble of dealing with Zhan Ruiting and planned to easily extricate herself once the agreed-upon time came.
As Zhan Yuanshan was thinking this, Deng Chi and his wife, accompanied by a young man, approached.
"Miss Qiao," Deng Chi greeted Qiao Jing cheerfully.
Qiao Jing frowned, thinking that Deng Chi approached her because of Deng Yunran's matter.