Chapter 517: Chapter 506: Zhan Qipei’s Uncontrolled Jealousy Outburst

Zhan Qipei heard her, gathered his brows like misty smoke, and without saying another word, grabbed Qiao Jing’s wrist and walked outside.

“No need to change, forget about that outfit.”

What on earth was going on with his sister now? First she had his wife pretend to be her boyfriend, and now she wanted to take his wife to change clothes?

It made him think of the last time Ni Yue did something similar, taking the pretext of helping Qiao Jing change clothes to get handsy.

Zhan Nanqing picked up on the implication in Zhan Qipei’s words, and grew even more speechless, rolling her eyes dramatically.

“Brother, I’m taking Qiao Jing to change clothes, not helping her change, do you have to act this way? And you’re letting her go back like this when her hair isn’t even properly done?”

She wouldn’t mind helping Qiao Jing change, but the latter didn’t need her help at all.

Moreover, if she were to see Qiao Jing, a human charm king, in such enchanting scenes again, she wouldn’t be her brother’s sister anymore.

She’d have directly become her brother’s love rival.

Of course, these thoughts were only in her mind; she would never dare to say them out loud.

Zhan Qipei looked at Zhan Nanqing, his thin lips parting slightly.

“You should take a look at your own hair.”

On hearing this, Zhan Nanqing took out her phone, turned on the camera, and examined herself, only to find her hair looked like a bird’s nest.

If it weren’t for Qiao Jing tidying it up just now, it would certainly be messier.

Even though Qiao Jing’s hair was a bit disheveled at the moment because she had just taken off her wig, compared with Zhan Nanqing’s, hers was still less wretched.

After hearing Zhan Nanqing’s words, she casually reached up to sort through her long hair.

Zhan Qipei glanced at Qiao Jing, noticing that the woman was tidying up her hair, and gently helped smooth it with his hand.

“Let me help you, you can’t see.”

Qiao Jing considered it and realized that it was indeed inconvenient for her to fix her hair, so she simply let the man help.

Zhan Nanqing stood opposite them, watching Zhan Qipei tenderly and affectionately help Qiao Jing with her hair.

She closed her eyes, turned to look at the couch, and muttered in her heart.

Can’t bear to look, really can’t bear to look…

How come she always ends up encountering such public displays of affection wherever she goes?

Zhan Nanqing stared at the wig and the men’s jacket lying on the couch, recalling the image of Qiao Jing in men’s attire, and her heart involuntarily started racing again.

Isn’t there a popular saying online that with crossdressing there’s only zero or countless times?

For Qiao Jing’s male disguise, it’s also zero or countless times. If there’s another occasion in the future, she must see Qiao Jing in male attire again!

Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly grabbed the wig and coat and handed them to Qiao Jing.

“Wait! Qiao Jing, Lu Yingying and the others are still downstairs; what if you run into them? Can you wear this again for a while, and take it off after we go out?”

Zhan Qipei answered definitively,

“No.”

His so-called little sister had made Qiao Jing dress up as a man behind his back to be her boyfriend, that was one thing, but now to redo it all over again in front of him?

Qiao Jing furrowed her delicate brows, hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it.

“Okay.”

She needed to commit to the role completely; having kept up the disguise for so long at the gathering without being recognized, it would be a waste if she were spotted on her way back.

Zhan Qipei frowned his misty brows again, tightened his grip on Qiao Jing’s slender wrist, and his dark eyes were filled with stubbornness.

“No.”

Qiao Jing withdrew her hand, glanced indifferently at Zhan Qipei, and started fixing the wig.

“If we run into Zhan Nanqing’s friends later, then all my efforts to dress up as a man tonight would have been for nothing.”

After all, she had promised Zhan Nanqing, so she would try her best to fulfill it.

It was just a matter of staying in disguise for a little while longer, it’s not a big deal.

Zhan Qipei pursed his lips and said nothing more, his icy gaze falling on Zhan Nanqing.

“There won’t be a next time.”

Nanqing muttered softly with a hint of defiance, grumbling quietly,

“You say there won’t be a next time… surely there will be a next time…”

After all, she had been alone for a long time, and now that there was a “handsome guy” available, how could she let him go so easily?

Qipei narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Nanqing with an inquiring gaze.

“What did you say?”

Nanqing quickly waved her hands and changed the subject.

“Nothing… nothing… Qiao Jing, do you need help?”

If her brother overheard what she had just said, she definitely wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun.

The next time she needed Qiao Jing to cross-dress, she would have to keep it a secret from her brother.

Qiao Jing shook her head, put her wig back on, and reverted to her prior disguise.

“Alright, let’s go.”

She was still a bit sleepy at this point and needed to hurry home to sleep.

Zhan Qipei just watched his wife transform from a girl to a boy, feeling somewhat conflicted and a sense of ominous foreboding creeping into his heart.

His wife was already beautiful, but now she looked so handsome in men’s attire, what if women started falling for her too?

Nanqing had only walked a few steps when she caught a glimpse of her own makeup, specially brought but unused, in the corner of her eye.

She hesitated for a moment but then stopped in her tracks.

“Qiao Jing, you and my brother go ahead, I’ll catch up with you in a moment. I need to organize my makeup.”

These cosmetics were all luxury brands, and several of the lipstick shades were hot sellers that had sold out. She was somewhat attached to them.

Although her family was wealthy, she was now a working individual and understood that earning money was not easy.

Qiao Jing nodded. She had just opened the door when she met the eyes of a waiter aglow with intense gossip, alongside several bodyguards gathered at the door.

She furrowed her brows, a trace of confusion surfacing in her eyes as she turned towards the person beside her.

“What’s going on?”

She couldn’t shake the feeling that the scene unfolding before her seemed to be about capturing someone.

A momentary blankness crossed Qipei’s face, followed by a cough.

“Cough… It’s nothing, let’s go.”

He couldn’t very well tell Qiao Jing that he had brought these people to find her and incidentally catch the strange man who was with Nanqing, could he?

Qiao Jing didn’t ask any further, focused solely on getting home to sleep, and hastened her steps.

The waiter surreptitiously watched the two departing figures, feeling as if he had just stumbled upon the first big scoop of the day.

When he saw President Zhan looking tenderly at that “man,” he nearly thought he was going blind with age.

It wasn’t until the “man” spoke that he realized she was a woman, which meant she had to be President Zhan’s wife.

The couple might be loving, but why would Madam Zhan need to dress as a man?

Could it be some new kind of kink?

After the pair entered the elevator and the waiter was about to leave, he encountered Nanqing emerging from the room, and he felt as if thunder had struck on a clear day.

With his vivid imagination, he conjured up an elaborate emotional drama.

No wonder President Zhan was so angry when he saw the surveillance footage; it turned out Miss Zhan and his wife had been sleeping together.

Wait… Madam Zhan dressed as a man sleeping with Miss Zhan…?

Did he just stumble upon an explosive secret??

As soon as Nanqing stepped out of the room, she noticed the shock on the waiter’s face and asked with curiosity,

“Is there something wrong?”