LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 192 - 185 Qiao Jing was Attacked by Fans
Chapter 192: Chapter 185 Qiao Jing was Attacked by Fans
Zhan Corporation’s President?
Is that true?
They had met the president of Zhan Corporation in the States because of an endorsement matter involving Ming Youling.
At that time, Ming Youling even made some small talk with the other party, and then, just this morning, photos of the two of them together somehow made it onto the internet, causing quite a stir.
Strange, didn’t they just meet once? How come their relationship suddenly seems so good? Could it be that Ming Youling was secretly chatting up the guy from Zhan Corporation without telling anyone?
If that were the case, their status would rise along with Ming Youling’s.
In order to show off her special relationship with Qipei, Ming Youling deliberately put him on speakerphone, letting her assistant and makeup artist listen in, so they would be even more polite to her in the future, as she might very well become Mrs. Zhan of Zhan Corporation.
A “beep” sound indicated the call connected.
“President Zhan, do you need something?” Ming Youling suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked in a voice feigned to be both coy and gentle.
Underneath Ming Youling’s anticipatory mood, Qipei’s cold and dark voice came through the phone.
“Right now, make a public clarification that I have nothing to do with you. You have five minutes. If you don’t announce it by then, I’ll make sure you disappear from the entertainment industry immediately.”
Ming Youling was scared stiff.
She thought and thought, but she never imagined the situation would turn out like this.
“Okay, I’ll clarify right away, that— it’s just fans and netizens making wild guesses, I didn’t mean anything else—”
Ming Youling didn’t finish speaking before the call was cut off.
Her face turned red and purple with embarrassment; she was too ashamed to look at her assistant and makeup artist.
Without looking, she knew they must be laughing at her internally.
Ming Youling regretted it. If only she had known, she wouldn’t have put it on speakerphone. Now she had made a big fool of herself.
However, what she couldn’t understand was why Qipei was so heartless toward her?
After Qiao Jing had taken a shower, she couldn’t sleep and was idly flipping through her phone when she came across Ming Youling’s clarifying Weibo post.
@Ming Youling, “Regarding the interview video from today, I see that many netizens have misunderstood, so I want to explain to everyone here: the person in the photo has nothing to do with me. It was only due to work that I got to know him.”
Ming Youling’s explanation did not win over the netizens; they thought she was afraid that a public romance would affect her work.
Otherwise, it could be her agency forcing her to make such a post.
So, the net result was that people became even more convinced about Ming Youling’s romance with the man in the photo.
The discussions about Ming Youling’s love life grew more intense over the following days.
That day, like usual, Qipei went to pick up Qiao Jing from the research institute.
“What would you like for dinner?”
Qiao Jing planned to stop by the supermarket to check out the fresh vegetables.
“Anything’s fine,” Qipei said truthfully. He used to be a bit picky, but Qiao Jing’s cooking was so delicious that even spinach, which he hated the most, became a delicacy under her exceptional culinary skills.
“Then I’ll just buy whatever looks good.”
As they arrived at the supermarket, Qiao Jing got out of the car and noticed people staring at her and Qipei.
It wasn’t just one person; a group of people was looking at them, pointing and whispering.
“Look, that guy, isn’t he the one from the photo?”
“It really looks like him; after all, you don’t see such good looks just anywhere on the streets.”
Someone took out their phone, brought up the photo, and started comparing.
“It’s definitely him! I’m certain, he looks exactly the same!”
“How strange? Wasn’t this man having a secret affair with Ming Youling? How come he’s with another woman?”
“You can’t deny it, this woman is really pretty, not at all inferior to Ming Youling.”
“To be fair, I think this girl is prettier than Ming Youling.”
“Hey, hey, hey, let’s get things straight, you two above are focusing on the wrong thing! This woman knew full well that the man was with Ming Youling and she still had the nerve to hook up with him.”
“Mistress! This woman must be the mistress!”
“…”
The scolding grew louder and louder, Qiao Jing found it hard not to hear.
Zhan Qipei heard it too.
At that moment, Zhan Qipei’s face darkened as if a storm was brewing, but he’d only taken a step when Qiao Jing’s voice stopped him.
“We came out to buy groceries, not to argue with a bunch of brainless mad dogs.”
Qiao Jing’s voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and those nearby heard it clearly; the faces of those who had just been cursing her turned an asphyxiated shade of purple.
“You’re the mad dog! Shameless! A mistress seducing someone else’s boyfriend, I despise people like you the most!” This passionate speaker was a fan of Ming Youling.
This female fan had already been bottling up fury, and incited by Qiao Jing’s words, she picked up a recently purchased egg and threw it at Qiao Jing’s face.
Qiao Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly, and just as she was about to dodge, her vision was suddenly blocked by a man’s broad shoulders.
“Smack—” the egg hit Zhan Qipei on the back.
Qiao Jing frowned, stepped out from Zhan Qipei’s arms, and went around to his back, where she saw a stain marring the white shirt. Her face immediately took on an imperious expression, which she directed straight towards the fan who had thrown the egg.
Upon locking eyes with Qiao Jing’s icy gaze, the female fan was so frightened she took several steps back, and then remembered how many people were there. What could she do to her? She couldn’t possibly beat her up, right?
“Apologize.” Qiao Jing’s expression was cold, her gaze was icy, and with her words, a terrifying low pressure descended.
The female fan backed away again and turned to run.
After stuffing the shopping bag into Zhan Qipei’s hands, Qiao Jing leaped forward with the speed of an arrow, leaving onlookers speechless.
In five or six seconds, Qiao Jing had caught up with the fan.
The female fan gasped in terror, but before she could turn around, Qiao Jing grabbed her by the collar.
The female fan was so scared that she lost her composure, thrashing and roaring like a wild beast.
“Let go of me! What gives you the right to grab me? Let go of me now! I’m calling the police!”
The female fan was terrified, she had genuinely not expected the frail-looking Qiao Jing, who seemed to be a weak damsel incapable of standing up to a breeze, to actually move so fast. Moments before, if she hadn’t seen it wrong, Qiao Jing had leaped over the railing, demonstrating agility that was astounding.
While the female fan was thinking this, Qiao Jing’s indifferent voice sounded in her ear.
“Call the police? Who started this?”
It had indeed been the female fan who threw the egg first. When Qiao Jing pointed it out, the fan knew she was in the wrong but still felt defiant.
“Who asked you to seduce Ming Youling’s boyfriend? You have no shame! You deserve it!”
Just then, Zhan Qipei approached, took out a little red book from his pocket.
The marriage certificate.
Zhan Qipei opened the red book and displayed it in front of the female fan.
The fan’s eyes almost popped out of her head.