Plunder-Chapter 75 - Wait for Me

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Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Wait for Me

Chapter 75 -75: Wait for Me

Zhou Jin’an held Qiao En’s hand and strode towards the Maybach.

At the car door, Qiao En stopped him.

“Mr. Zhou, you can’t go.”

She lifted her gaze, her gentle eyes pouring over Zhou Jin’an’s stern cheeks.

She knew the importance and urgency of matters.

In the face of baseless slander, he had chosen to stand by her side.

True or false, trust or distrust, his standing by her side made Qiao En immensely grateful.

In clear matters of right and wrong, he had protected her thoroughly, and she had to consider his dignity as well.

“Director Zhou just left, you are the eldest son, you cannot be absent from the mourning hall. Mrs. Zhou and the second young master are targeting me, I can leave, but you can’t. So many eyes in Zhou Residence are watching you, relatives and guests will also come to offer condolences, how can it be okay for you not to be there?”

She spoke every word with Zhou Jin’an’s best interests in mind, but never considered herself.

Zhou Jin’an’s brow furrowed deeply, his brooding gaze enveloping Qiao En.

If she was still considering him, then she must have him in her heart.

His heart warmed, he reached out and pulled Qiao En into his embrace.

“I’m sorry for the grievance you’ve suffered.”

His embrace was warm and solid, like a mountain, like a harbor.

Qiao En wrapped her arms around his waist, lifting her small face and squeezing out a full smile.

“With you here, I’m not aggrieved.”

With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

Zhou Jin’an found no other words to say; he just held Qiao En tighter.

“Thank you.”

Qiao En also felt a warm current inside, coveting his warmth, but had to let go.

“You’re suffocating me, let go, let go.”

Qiao En playfully scolded.

Zhou Jin’an quickly released her.

She reached out to straighten his tie and tugged at the collar of his shirt.

“You don’t need to worry about me, that dirty water will not splatter on me. You’re sick, you need to take care of your health, don’t get too worn out, remember that?”

She prattled on like his little wife.

Zhou Jin’an stood quietly, the frost in his eyes gradually melting.

“Yeah, I remember.”

He lifted his hand, tucking a stray hair behind Qiao En’s ear, his burning fingertips caressing her slender cheek.

“I’ll come find you once I’m free.”

“Okay,” Qiao En replied.

She smoothed out all the wrinkles on his jacket, her docility making it hard for him to leave her.

“I will definitely vindicate you.”

Zhou Jin’an couldn’t help it, and opened his arms again to pull Qiao En into his embrace.

“Okay.”

After hugging for a while more, Qiao En pushed Zhou Jin’an away.

She grabbed his arm, urging and pushing him to leave, “Stop dilly-dallying, hurry and go back.”

Zhou Jin’an took a step, then finally walked inside.

Qiao En then instructed Cheng Lu, “Assistant Cheng, Director Zhou is still feverish, remember to remind him to take his fever medicine and be careful not to let him overexert himself.”

“Don’t worry, I will take good care of Director Zhou. Call me anytime you need something.”

Cheng Lu nodded at Qiao En, then caught up with Zhou Jin’an and entered Zhou Residence.

Central Hospital.

Qiao En, carrying a roast chicken, went to Qiao De’s hospital room.

A strange doctor was in the room, conducting a routine check-up on Qiao De.

All this time, Qiao De’s primary doctor had been Ding Hao.

Qiao En couldn’t help but feel suspicious, but she didn’t ask further.

“Sis, where have you been these days? You didn’t answer calls, didn’t reply to messages, do you know we were really worried about you?”

Qiao De complained.

Qiao En set down the roast chicken and made an excuse.

“I had to travel on short notice, I left in a hurry and didn’t get a chance to tell you, and then my phone broke.”

Qiao De uttered a meaningful “Oh.”

Then, with a smirk, he said, “You’re lying to me again. Do you think I’m still a child? You haven’t been around these past few days, and neither has Doctor Ding. Did you two go off for a secret rendezvous?”

“Sis, Doctor Ding is such a nice guy, both mom and dad like him a lot. I heard from the nurses that Doctor Ding’s family is really rich. If you marry him, you won’t have to worry about anything in the future.”

As Qiao De ate his roasted chicken, he babbled non-stop.

Qiao En grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

“Stop talking nonsense all day long. I didn’t go out with Doctor Ding, I was actually on a business trip for work.”

Her skill at lying had diminished, and she didn’t fool Qiao De.

“To explain is to conceal.”

“Sis, when can I start calling Doctor Ding my brother-in-law?”

Doctor Ding ardently pursued Qiao En, his efforts known throughout the entire hospital.

Behind the scenes, the nurses joked with Qiao De, calling him “little brother-in-law.”

Qiao De was quite pleased with that.

“Never can you call him that.”

Qiao En rolled her eyes and walked out carrying a laundry bin.

Evening.

Qiao En accompanied her father to physical therapy.

The waiting room was broadcasting the news.

Qiao En glanced at it unintentionally.

“Chairman of the Ding Corporation embroiled in an economic dispute, police have intervened for investigation.”

In the footage, Ding Yuanyi was being led away by the police from the Ding Corporation building, surrounded by a large crowd of onlookers, creating quite a spectacle.

During her time as a secretary, Qiao En had interactions with the Ding Corporation.

Ding Yuanyi was unassuming and steady, focusing on commercial real estate development. Throughout his career, he and his corporation had not stirred up any negative press.

However, the business world is like a battlefield, where interests clash.

Whether Ding Yuanyi had walked into trouble on his own, or if a competitor had set a trap for him, dealing with economic disputes was never easy.

Having stayed in Nanchen, Qiao En was not surprised by such matters.

Yet, as the camera panned, she unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

It was Ding Hao.

He was mixed in with the crowd, hopping and jumping, extremely agitated as he tried to stop the police from taking Ding Yuanyi away.

Qiao En’s mind raced as she connected the two men.

She had heard people mention that Ding Yuanyi had a rebellious son who had no interest in business but loved causing trouble.

Because he had spent years abroad, the people of Rong City knew very little about him.

Qiao En finally realized, belatedly, that Ding Hao was not just a doctor; he was also the son of the property tycoon, Ding Yuanyi.

But, no matter who he was, it had nothing to do with Qiao En.

She had already made her choice.

Early the next morning.

Just as Qiao En had finished buying breakfast and was returning, she unexpectedly ran into An Kexin outside her father’s hospital room.

She looked extremely anxious, like an ant in a hot pot.

“Secretary Qiao, please come with me to the Zhou Residence,” she implored.

An Kexin was wearing a fitted black dress and her dark hair was done up in a bun behind her head. She wore light makeup with no jewelry, and the dark circles under her eyes spread wide, as if she had been up all night.

Qiao En did not know what An Kexin was aiming for.

But one thing was clear to her, she should not go to Zhou Residence.

“I’m sorry, Miss An, but I really don’t have time today,” Qiao En said.

Clutching her breakfast, she tried to walk past An Kexin into her father’s hospital room, but An Kexin suddenly grabbed her arm.

“Secretary Qiao, you should really come. Ding Hao has brought a crowd to make trouble at the Zhou Residence; Mr. Zhou has just passed away, and if this continues, it will turn into a public scandal throughout Rong City. As his girlfriend, he will listen to you. Can you please help persuade him? We can deal with everything else after Mr. Zhou has been laid to rest, okay?”

“What is he doing at Zhou Residence?”

Qiao En asked, puzzled.

“It’s a long story, but it seems to involve you. Secretary Qiao, you know the saying, ‘it takes the person who tied the knot to untie it.’ Please, come with me, or else it will trouble Mr. Zhou,” she pleaded.

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This matter concerned Zhou Jin’an.

Qiao En could not care less about anything else at that point.

She went with An Kexin to Zhou Residence.

However, upon arrival, she found that the situation was far more serious than she had imagined.