Plunder-Chapter 39 - Who Touched Her

Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Who Touched Her?

Chapter 39 -39: Who Touched Her?

Qiao En drove Ding Hao back to the hospital.

Along the way, he sat in the passenger seat, “busy” with his “business.”

“Hao bro, are you there? Do you miss Lun’s family?”

“Doctor Ding, may I call you?”

“Big Ding Ding, your little treasure just took a bath, want to video chat?”

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From the phone came various cooing and whispering of women, which made Qiao En’s skin crawl with goosebumps.

Ding Hao was slouched in his seat, legs crossed, feet swinging, rapidly responding on his phone screen with his fingers.

He was handsome, dressed in a white coat, yet he had a certain roguish air about him, which indeed drew the attention of girls.

Luckily, Qiao En was immune to him.

The car parked in the underground parking lot of the hospital, and with his task completed, Qiao En was ready to get out of the car.

Ding Hao was still engrossed in his heated chat on the phone.

“Doctor Ding, thank you for helping me out today.”

Qiao En reached for the car door.

Ding Hao didn’t even lift his head, his eyes stayed fixed on the phone screen.

Even though he was busy with the girls on his phone, he didn’t forget to try and strike a deal with Qiao En.

“How will you thank me?”

“I’ll treat you to late-night snacks.”

Qiao En replied promptly.

Ding Hao looked up at Qiao En and snorted from his nostrils, “You think you can get rid of me with just a late-night snack?”

“Two meals.”

Qiao En entered into bargaining mode.

Ding Hao rolled his eyes, and Qiao En shook three fingers, “Three meals?”

Just then, Ding Hao’s phone suddenly rang.

The screen displayed a contact name: Princess.

He quickly covered it with his hand, and a hint of nervousness appeared on his usually nonchalant face.

“Get out of the car first; I’ll let you know when I’ve decided.”

He hurried Qiao En out of the car impatiently.

As soon as Qiao En got out, Ding Hao immediately locked the doors.

Qiao En felt it improper to pry into someone else’s privacy, especially when that someone was Ding Hao.

So, she quickly left.

At that time, she didn’t know that the phone call was actually related to her.

At nine-thirty in the evening, the Zhou family mansion was brightly lit.

Usually, at this time, Mrs. Zhou would already be in bed asleep.

But tonight, she made an exception.

An Kexin sat on the couch, sobbing as if her heart was broken.

Doctor Liu, wearing a mask, was carefully treating a wound on An Kexin’s face.

The cut was small, but the lesion was large, with several areas already broken and swollen.

“Aunt Zhou, I really meant well. Secretary Qiao has been by Jin’an’s side for so many years; if not for her service, then at least for her hard work. She asked me to set her up, and I truly did put in the effort. That Song guy may not look great, but he has money and capability. If they got married, Qiao En wouldn’t have to work for anyone else.”

An Kexin rambled on, and Mrs. Zhou frowned and nodded repeatedly.

An Kexin was eager for Qiao En to get married, actually intending to cut off Jin’an’s wild hopes.

Mrs. Zhou had someone check on Song Lian, that man was crude and unreliable, and aside from being rich, there was really no other merit to him.

What’s most frightening, he was a mama’s boy with a mother-in-law who was a shrew.

For An Kexin to find such a “good” match for Qiao En, she indeed was using her “heart.”

It’s just that she might have been a little too enthusiastic, ending up with the opposite effect.

“Kexin, Aunt Zhou knows you have Qiao En’s best interests at heart.”

Mrs. Zhou agreed.

“Sss~”

Doctor Liu was applying medicine to An Kexin, and she suddenly gasped from the sting.

“Doctor Liu, be gentle.”

Mrs. Zhou chided affectionately.

“Aunt Zhou, I feel so wronged about this slap!” An Kexin continued to cry.

She recounted the events of the engagement party to Mrs. Zhou, including Zhou Jin’an’s appearance and Ding Hao’s intrusion, interspersing her tale with embellishments here and there.

“Kexin, Aunt Zhou will make decisions for you.”

Mrs. Zhou made her stance clear, but An Kexin quickly grabbed her in a panic.

“Aunt Zhou, please don’t mention this to Jin’an, it has nothing to do with him. It was my carelessness for not paying attention to that man, giving him the opportunity to take advantage.”

Her face was swollen and red, and the medication made it seem even worse.

A woman’s face is delicate and must not be touched, let alone struck.

Yet an hour ago, An Kexin had been hit.

The man struck her face and warned her to stay away from Qiao En henceforth.

Mrs. Zhou’s fury was far from quelled, and she dialed Qiao En with one decisive phone call.

“Come here immediately.”

Mrs. Zhou lost her temper, and Qiao En didn’t dare to delay, rushing over at once.

Upon entering the room, Qiao En saw An Kexin, who was crying bitterly in Mrs. Zhou’s arms.

“Come here.”

Mrs. Zhou commanded.

Although Qiao En sensed that something was amiss, she still did as Mrs. Zhou had instructed.

As soon as she got close, Mrs. Zhou raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

With a “smack”, Qiao En’s face reddened on one side.

“Ungrateful wretch.”

Mrs. Zhou scolded.

Seeing Qiao En get hit, An Kexin started playing the good Samaritan again, rushing forward to steady Qiao En’s arm.

“Secretary Qiao, are you alright?”

Their eyes met, hers filled with fragility and concern.

“Thank you for your concern, Miss An, I’m fine.”

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Qiao En pushed An Kexin’s hand away.

Mrs. Zhou’s unending rage was evident as she slapped the armrest of the sofa, scolding furiously.

“Inciting someone to harm Kexin, you really have some nerve!”

Qiao En was bewildered, she didn’t confess to things she hadn’t done.

“Madam, I did not.”

“You didn’t?”

Mrs. Zhou raised her hand once more, and with a “smack”, another slap mark appeared on Qiao En’s fair face.

An Kexin immediately rushed over, shielding Qiao En.

“Aunt Zhou, please don’t hit Secretary Qiao anymore, she is surely not that kind of person.”

Mrs. Zhou was so angry her face turned an iron shade, “What kind of person she is, am I not clear about it? Ungrateful thing, Kexin arranged your marriage for your benefit, and you dare to harbor such malice behind her back, it’s utterly despicable!”

Mrs. Zhou’s voice boomed like a bell, striking at Qiao En’s heart with each word.

For her own good?

How so?

A cold smile surfaced in Qiao En’s heart.

Is it that anyone can trample and humiliate her at will, using the pretext of doing it for her good, treating her like putty to be shaped however they please?

“Madam, I truly did not incite anyone to harm Miss An.”

Qiao En’s eyes were clear as crystal, she knew the consequences of defying Mrs. Zhou, yet she did it anyway.

“Secretary Qiao, quickly apologize to Aunt Zhou, her health is poor, she must not be angered.”

An Kexin started playing the good Samaritan again.

A clear gaze swept over An Kexin, as a smile suddenly formed at the corners of Qiao En’s lips.

In that moment, Qiao En suddenly thought An Kexin was pitiable.

To win Zhou Jin’an’s love, she lowered herself, trying her best to please.

No, she was not just pitiable, she was tragic.

Her tragedy lay in the fact that she lost herself and still didn’t receive Zhou Jin’an’s favor.

Qiao En just stood there, her back straight as a rod.

What Mrs. Zhou hated most was Qiao En’s upright posture.

She grabbed a teacup and hurled it at Qiao En with force.

Qiao En didn’t take hits lying down; she sidestepped ever so slightly, and the teacup flew past her ear, crashing elsewhere.

Ironically, it just so happened to hit the person standing in the entryway.