Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 493 - 482 Lin Yun Will Be Banned from the

Qiao Jing lightly raised her finely shaped eyebrows and glanced at a still bewildered Zeng Xiangyang.

“Go find a place to hide.”

Seeing the situation, a fight might break out soon; she needed to have Zeng Xiangyang hide in advance.

She didn’t care that Lin Yun often said hurtful things about her, after all, that child’s nature was just like this, and he didn’t really have any bad intentions.

Usually impulsive like a powder keg, Zeng Xiangyang now became unusually calm, furrowing his brow tightly, he moved next to Qiao Jing and whispered.

“Master, Lin Yun can’t fight. After this match, he has to participate in the World Competition. If it gets out that he fought, he’ll be banned from competing! Lin Yun, don’t be impulsive!”

After hearing Zeng Xiangyang’s words, Qiao Jing furrowed her brows, her indifferent expression turning very grave.

“I understand, you go first.”

This matter concerned Lin Yun’s competition, and they couldn’t let the child mess it up.

Zeng Xiangyang anxiously looked several times at Lin Yun, who was heated, and before leaving, he repeated.

“Master, you must not let Lin Yun fight, and if a fight happens, it mustn’t get out.”

Qiao Jing nodded, her cold gaze falling on Blondie.

“Hmm.”

After receiving Qiao Jing’s assurance, Zeng Xiangyang hesitantly headed toward the back kitchen, hiding before immediately pulling out his phone and calling Zhan Qipei.

“Cousin! I’m sending you my location now! Come quick to the BBQ restaurant, someone wants cousin-in-law’s WeChat, and she won’t give it, it’s about to turn into a fight!!”

Zhan Qipei furrowed his brow, his thin lips pressed into a straight, cold line, and he floored the accelerator, sending the speed soaring to 200km/h.

“I’m on my way.”

He had only been away from Qiao Jing’s side for a moment, and someone was already plotting against his wife.

It seemed that he would have to accompany her everywhere except when she was at work.

Before Zeng Xiangyang could even speak, the phone abruptly rang with the busy tone of “du du du—”.

When he heard his cousin’s cold voice, he couldn’t help but shiver.

His cousin truly lived up to the rumors, the nickname ‘living King of Hell’ was not in vain.

Zeng Xiangyang hid inside the kitchen, peering through the transparent glass, quietly observing the situation outside.

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows tightly and looked at Lin Yun who was confronting Blondie.

“Lin Yun, ignore them, come back.”

Blondie and his gang were probably local thugs, and only acted so arrogantly because they had the numbers.

But she still couldn’t let Lin Yun and this group of thugs get into a fight; if the incident were to be exposed, leading to Lin Yun being banned from competing…

She wouldn’t let that happen.

Lin Yun snorted coldly and turned back to look at Qiao Jing.

“Xiao Qiaoqiao! Didn’t you hear him speaking so rudely? I’m completely ignoring everything else to help you, and you don’t even thank me, yet you still want me to just let it go?!”

He didn’t know why he felt so angry when he heard someone speaking to Qiao Jing so rudely.

Although he despised Qiao Jing, that didn’t affect his desire to help Qiao Jing get even.

Qiao Jing saw Lin Yun starting to revert to his old habits and was somewhat speechless as she twitched the corner of her mouth, giving him a reminder.

“The competition.”

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If it hadn’t been for Zeng Xiangyang reminding her, she wouldn’t have even known that professional players could get banned for fighting.

Luckily, Zeng Xiangyang had told her beforehand, or the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Lin Yun’s movements suddenly stopped, and he was fixed in place, motionless like a wooden figure.

“Oh.”

He had almost forgotten about his own competition, his mind clouded by Qiao Jing…

Blondie saw that the two of them were busy chatting and ignored him completely; he kicked over a chair to assert his presence.

“You two have time to chat here? Seriously, you ungrateful! And you, woman, didn’t even bother to inquire about my reputation. I offered you my WeChat as a courtesy; if it weren’t for your looks, I wouldn’t give you the time of day.”

The surrounding lackeys chimed in.

“You ungrateful bitch! Riding on your looks, you must have slept with quite a few, right? Would sleeping with our boss for one night kill you?”

“Exactly, never seen someone so disrespectful before. The other women were all eager to throw themselves at our boss, but you, what, you think you’re something special?”

“…”

As Lin Yun sat next to Qiao Jing, he clenched his fists tight when he heard Blondie’s words and immediately stood up.

“Xiao Qiaoqiao! Don’t stop me this time! Their mouths must’ve just come out from eating shit in the toilet! A bunch of thugs who should be working in factories screwing bolts instead of causing trouble?”

Blondie was infuriated by Lin Yun’s words, signaling his fellow thugs.

“Damn it! Attack! I’ll make sure this cocky brat is searching the ground for his teeth today!”

Blondie and his lackeys rushed forward all at once, reaching to grab Lin Yun’s clothes.

The anger ignited in Lin Yun, and his fist was about to hit the first thug’s face when a slender hand reached out and grabbed the nearest thug.

Qiao Jing effortlessly controlled a thug with one hand and pulled Lin Yun behind her with the other.

“Just stay here.”

She couldn’t let Lin Yun get banned because of her. For a professional athlete, having the opportunity to compete in a world competition was hard-earned, and to miss it over something like this…

Without a doubt, that would be a lifelong regret.

No sooner had her words fallen than a “crack—” resonated through the air.

Immediately followed by a pig-like scream reverberating around them.

“Ah—! Boss, my hand is broken!!”

Qiao Jing released the thug’s hand and kicked the man over, her expression cold, her gaze sharp as a knife’s edge settling on Blondie.

“Are you sure you want to start something?”

If all went as expected, she alone could handle these few people, but…