Chapter 516: Chapter 505: Qiao Jing Caught Red-Handed by Zhan Qipei

When had his sister’s judgment of people become so poor?

The surveillance video only showed the man’s back, his face completely unseen.

This man’s figure appeared quite thin. Was he really a match for his sister?

Zhan Qipei’s thin lips were pressed into a straight line, devoid of any curve. The hand holding the phone gradually tightened its grip, the knuckles turning a pale white from the force.

“When you checked in this morning, weren’t there two of you? Are there no other cameras?”

Now he didn’t know where his sister was off to with some random man, and his wife had also disappeared?

The waiter was startled by Zhan Qipei’s icy aura and stammeringly began to speak:

“During the check-in… it was only Miss Zhan alone. Later, I indeed saw another woman with Miss Zhan, but we really did not see them come out.

President Zhan… what you are viewing now are the latest two pieces of footage; there are more further back.”

Zhan Qipei coldly glanced at the waiter, then shifted his gaze back to the phone screen.

It wasn’t until he scrolled to this morning’s footage and saw Qiao Jing’s figure on the phone screen that his dark eyes briefly sparkled, his expression somewhat softened.

The waiter, seeing this, felt the suffocating pressure surrounding him ease somewhat.

Once Zhan Qipei saw the door open again and the people who emerged were Zhan Nanqing and a “strange man”, his face darkened once more.

Because the footage didn’t capture the two people from the front, he couldn’t clearly see the man’s face.

His wife? Where was his conspicuous wife?!

Could she still be inside the room, not having come out?

Then where had this man sprung from?

Had he been hiding in the room ahead of time?

The waiter once again felt that intense suffocating atmosphere press down, scarcely able to maintain his professional smile.

His emotions at this moment were like a roller coaster ride.

His heart couldn’t take it anymore.

Zhan Qipei, with a brooding face, went straight to the door of the room Zhan Nanqing had booked.

His brow furrowed, he placed the card on the sensor.

A “beep” sound.

The room door opened, revealing a pitch-dark interior, unclear to the eye.

The waiter standing outside was extremely curious, but didn’t dare to peek inside.

The bodyguards stood guard at the door.

Zhan Qipei had just stepped inside when he smelled a strong odor of alcohol and immediately turned on the room lights. There he saw two people lying on the bed and two pieces of clothing on the sofa.

His face darkened further, and he swiftly approached the bed, his cold voice breaking the silence.

“Zhan Nanqing.”

He wanted to see who exactly Zhan Nanqing was mingling with.

Upon hearing the noise, Qiao Jing on the bed quickly opened her eyes and, wary, sat up.

She paused upon seeing the man in front of her, her voice still tinged with sleepiness.

“Zhan Qipei? What are you doing here?”

When Zhan Qipei realized the so-called “stranger” was Qiao Jing, he was stunned for a few seconds, his previously dark expression quickly softening.

“How come… You rest well, I’ll go and close the door for you.”

He didn’t yet understand the whole situation, but letting Qiao Jing continue to sleep seemed right.

As for Zhan Nanqing, who was sleeping in a total mess beside her, he couldn’t be bothered with her for now.

No wonder he felt the man’s silhouette in the surveillance gave him a strangely familiar sensation; it turned out to be his own wife.

Nothing in the world is as important as his wife.

Having said this, Zhan Qipei quickly went to the room door and, without a word, shut it.

The waiter outside jumped, blinking in shock.

He hadn’t seen it wrong, had he? Just now, on President Zhan’s face…

Was that tenderness???

One moment his face was gloomy, and the next it had turned into an expression soft as water?

Wasn’t there another man in the room?

How could President Zhan change expressions so quickly?!

Inside the room.

Qiao Jing had already sat up and reached to remove her wig, casually fixing her own hair.

“How did you come here? What time is it now?”

She was really too sleepy just now, only managing to take off her coat and put down her phone before collapsing on the bed to sleep.

But, how did Zhan Qipei find this place?

She remembered that she and Zhan Nanqing hadn’t mentioned anything about the gathering.

It was precisely because she was worried that Zhan Qipei would be jealous that she didn’t tell him, but now, he had found his way here himself.

Zhan Qipei glanced at the wig on the floor, pursing his thin lips.

“It’s almost eleven now, why the male disguise today?”

When he first saw Qiao Jing, he was still somewhat unsure whether the person was actually his wife.

After all, Qiao Jing’s disguise just now was too much like a boy’s.

He had even thought, when did they get a male version of Qiao Jing?

Qiao Jing looked at Zhan Nanqing, who was lying beside her, sound asleep, and helplessly touched her forehead.

“Today she had a college reunion, and she asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend.”

She originally didn’t want Zhan Qipei to know about this, but since he was already here, there was no way to keep it a secret, so she might as well be upfront about it.

Just then, Zhan Nanqing slowly woke up, frowning and reaching around irritably, complaining:

“Why is someone talking, buzzing and buzzing…”

The first person she saw was Qiao Jing, just as she was about to turn over and continue sleeping, she saw Zhan Qipei standing by the bed.

Zhan Nanqing suddenly shivered, sitting up from the bed like a carp flipping over, wide awake.

“Brother? What are you doing here?!”

When she first saw her brother, her heart inexplicably felt guilty since she was almost falling in love with Qiao Jing, ready to be her brother’s new romantic rival.

Her first reaction was that it felt like she had been caught in the act.

Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes deepened as he gazed at Zhan Nanqing with a profound look.

“You asked Qiao Jing to be your boyfriend?”

This was clearly his wife, yet his sister dared ask Qiao Jing to be her boyfriend?

Zhan Nanqing coughed, involuntarily moving a little closer to Qiao Jing.

“Uh… yeah… just helping out, brother, you don’t know, someone said your sister is an eternal singleton! Can you tolerate that?”

Zhan Qipei spoke expressionlessly:

“Why can’t I tolerate it?”

Zhan Nanqing’s expression stiffened for a moment, rolling her eyes speechlessly.

As expected, her brother only had eyes for Qiao Jing.

She shouldn’t have expected her brother to side with her.

Qiao Jing, seeing Zhan Nanqing’s hair as messy as a chicken’s nest, reached out to tidy it up for her.

“Let’s not talk about this now, it’s very late, let’s go home.”

She had originally planned to rest upstairs for a while before going home, but now that Zhan Qipei had come, they could go straight back.

Zhan Nanqing straightened up her appearance and got off the bed.

“Qiao Jing, wait a minute, your clothes are still in the bathroom, I’ll take you there to change.”