Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 540 - 529: Qiao Jing Hits the News, Romance Revealed

“Do you need company to drink soup? Are you a kindergartener?”

She knew Zhan Qipei was clingy, but it wasn’t this bad before; she didn’t expect the dog of a man to need her company even to drink soup now.

Even kindergarteners in school don’t need company to eat, yet Zhan Qipei, such an adult, actually had the nerve to ask for her accompaniment?

Zhan Qipei took the thermos, preparing to pour a bowl of soup for Qiao Jing.

“This should be a soup to nourish the body, I’ll pour you a bowl too.”

Qiao Jing pursed her red lips and stopped him.

“This soup was specially made by Madam Zhan for you, to nourish your body.”

Zhan Qipei paused, and when he opened the thermos and smelled the strong medicinal scent, his eyes narrowed with complexity.

“Specially made for me? Another kidney tonic?”

For a man like him, being suspected by his own mother of having kidney problems did complicate his feelings somewhat.

But he couldn’t prove that his kidneys were fine.

For Qiao Jing’s sake, he endured.

Qiao Jing nodded, looking at Zhan Qipei’s complicated expression; she suppressed the urge to curl up the corners of her lips.

“Yes, Madam Zhan is very concerned about your kidneys, worried about your kidney function.”

Regarding the misunderstanding that Su Manhan had caused Zhan Qipei to be mistakenly labeled with poor kidney health, she felt a bit sympathetic toward him.

After all, such a misunderstanding could be quite frustrating for a man, especially for Zhan Qipei, who also couldn’t explain himself.

Hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes deepened, and he curved his lips into a smile.

“You know whether my kidneys are good or not, don’t you?”

Qiao Jing felt her ear tips starting to heat up again; she furrowed her brows and stood up, ready to leave.

She didn’t expect Zhan Qipei, the dog of a man, to speak seriously.

If she stayed longer, who knows what kind of indecent things she would hear from Zhan Qipei’s mouth.

Zhan Qipei put the lid back on the thermos and draped his coat over Qiao Jing.

“I’ll take you back.”

Qiao Jing looked down at the man’s oversized jacket on her; it was just the right size to cover most of her skin that was exposed to the air, so she simply wore it.

After changing her clothes in the dressing room, Qiao Jing went straight back to the research institute.

She walked toward her laboratory as usual, but she noticed that the researchers along the way were looking at her with cautious eyes.

And yet, they were taking out their phones every now and then to take a look?

Normally, the researchers at the institute wouldn’t play with their phones during work hours; nobody would break the institute’s rules.

But today, everyone uniformly took out their phones from time to time to check something—what was going on?

After noticing the anomaly, Qiao Jing furrowed her brows and looked at a few researchers who were playing with their phones.

Upon meeting Qiao Jing’s gaze, the researchers immediately put away their phones.

“Good afternoon, Professor Qiao!”

After her gaze lingered on the staff for a few seconds, Qiao Jing withdrew her eyes and nodded slightly.

By the time she arrived at her research office, Zhan Nanqing, who should have been working, was sitting on the sofa, idly fiddling with her phone.

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows tighter, feeling increasingly puzzled.

Why was everyone at the institute acting so strange today?

And they were all on their phones, seemingly looking at something.

Qiao Jing quickened her steps, came beside Zhan Nanqing, and saw that the latter was typing away furiously.

The phone screen displayed an interface—was that… Weibo?

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She didn’t get a close look at what Zhan Nanqing was viewing; she only knew that Zhan Nanqing hadn’t even reacted despite her having walked over and stood next to her.

Qiao Jing’s hand rested on Zhan Nanqing’s shoulder, and her lips parted slightly.

“What are you doing?”

Zhan Nanqing jerked with fright, nearly having a heart attack as the phone slipped from her hand and landed on the sofa.

“Ouch! Qiao Jing, you scared me to death. How come you walk without making a sound?”

Without waiting for Qiao Jing to reply, Zhan Nanqing picked up the phone again and continued typing.

She was swamped with work, currently battling it out with the keyboard warriors online on behalf of Qiao Jing!

Qiao Jing slightly narrowed her eyes and glanced at the time, then reminded:

“It’s past the lunch break now. What happened online today? Was there some important economic news? Why is everyone on their phones?”

She was curious what kind of news was so compelling that all the institute’s researchers were focused on their phones.

And Zhan Nanqing now appeared to be utterly busy, although it was unclear what she was discussing.

But Qiao Jing remembered that Zhan Nanqing had never been interested in economic news. How could she possibly be watching that kind of news?

After hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Zhan Nanqing sighed with extreme annoyance.

“How could that be? What does economic news have to do with our institute? What could possibly be so important that it has our entire institute’s attention, if not for you, Professor Qiao?”

It seemed her sister-in-law was solely focused on work and cared a great deal about the country’s affairs. But then again, that made sense.

No wonder Qiao Jing could become such a big shot. Perhaps this was the difference between a bigwig like her and a rookie like herself.

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows, looking down at herself.

“Me?”

When had she ever become involved with Weibo?

She never showed her face in public, and aside from matters involving the institute, she would never appear on Weibo.

Seeing that Qiao Jing still looked completely unaware, Zhan Nanqing handed over her phone.

“Here, see for yourself. Everyone at our institute has opened a Weibo alt to help clear things up for you and Lin Yun’s female fans. But, speaking of which, how do you know Lin Yun? And you even went out to eat with him! Does my brother know about this? Did he turn into the god of jealousy again?”

She and the other researchers had been laboring in Weibo’s comments section all day to clear Qiao Jing’s name, but Lin Yun’s female fans wouldn’t hear a word of it, nearly driving her to explode on the spot.

Qiao Jing accepted Zhan Nanqing’s phone and her gaze fell onto the screen.