From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 113: The Car Door is Already Locked

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: The Car Door is Already Locked

Mr. Li laughed at the remark, "Old Zhang, I’ve always said you have a sharp eye. Indeed, you are spot-on—this is Ye Han’s future wife!"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Nan Qiao: "I’m not..."

"It’s temporary, but won’t it be permanent later?" Old Zhang smiled as he spoke.

Nan Qiao: "..."

"Grandpa Li, Grandpa Zhang, there are still matters to attend to at the company, I’ll go handle them first, goodbye."

Nan Qiao grabbed her bag and ran off, meanwhile sending a message to a friend to meet at another place.

Mr. Li said to Uncle Fu, "Ah Fu, hurry and send the young lady her milk tea, Qiaoqiao loves drinking milk tea."

Uncle Fu: "Yes."

Uncle Fu took two cups of freshly made milk tea and had the bodyguard deliver them.

It wasn’t that Uncle Fu couldn’t deliver them, but the bodyguard was more cost-effective.

His old arms and legs couldn’t outrun the young lady!

...

Nan Qiao, holding two cups of milk tea, arrived at another coffee shop.

After waiting for ten minutes, Huo Siyu arrived.

Huo Siyu had long hair and was dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.

Her legs were white and long, straight, and slender.

As soon as she appeared, the other two customers in the coffee shop all looked over.

Huo Siyu ran up to Nan Qiao, excitedly saying, "Qiaoqiao, it’s been so long!"

"Xiao Yu, you’re exaggerating, it’s only been a month."

"Qiaoqiao, to not see you for a day feels like three autumns have passed. I miss you every day I don’t see you," Huo Siyu excitedly hugged Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao smiled and pushed her away, "Where’s the thing I asked for?"

Huo Siyu took out a bag from her purse and handed it to Nan Qiao, "Everything’s in here. The trip was exhausting, Qiaoqiao, you have to treat me to dinner tonight."

"Sure, you pick the place and time, send it to me later, and I’ll bring Ah Ze and Ah Nian. We can all go together," Nan Qiao placed the items in her bag.

"Xiao Yu, you should go home first. Your uncle and aunt called me, asking where you are and when you can visit them."

Huo Siyu, showing impatience, waved her hand, "They went to you again. I’ll talk to them later. I am not a three-year-old child that can get lost. Since I finished my exams, I can go wherever I want, they are too controlling."

"Xiao Yu, I won’t allow you to speak like that. Your parents care about you because you’re their daughter. They love you dearly, and you must not be impolite to them; I don’t like it," Nan Qiao frowned.

Huo Siyu sat next to Nan Qiao and grabbing her hand, she cooed, "Okay, I’ll listen to you, don’t be mad. I’ll visit my parents in a bit, alright?"

Nan Qiao nodded, smiling indulgently, "That’s a good girl."

"Alright, go visit them soon, don’t keep them waiting. Remember to bring gifts, they will definitely be happy."

As Huo Siyu listened to Nan Qiao’s ongoing advice, she didn’t get angry or annoyed, but instead smiled and nodded, then left.

Nan Qiao organized her things and was getting ready when someone sat down across from her.

A familiar presence. Without even looking up, Nan Qiao knew it was Li Yehan.

Li Yehan was still dressed in a suit, exuding a noble aura as always.

"Qiaoqiao."

His magnetic voice, paired with his exceptionally handsome face, was hard to ignore.

Nan Qiao teasingly asked, "Li Yehan, what kind of coffee could possibly bring you here personally?"

Li Yehan, with a thin-lipped smile and doting eyes, looked at Nan Qiao, "Is that person your friend?"

Nan Qiao frowned, "Are you having people follow me?"

"Secretary Zhao went to buy coffee and saw you laughing and talking with a lady, being very intimate."

"That’s my friend," Nan Qiao said.

Li Yehan’s expression turned dark, like he was caught in a tempestuous storm, ready to burst at any moment.

According to what Secretary Zhao said, Nan Qiao was very intimate with that person, who even held Nan Qiao’s hand.

Li Yehan stood up and walked over to sit next to Nan Qiao, taking her hand.

He covered over the traces left by Huo Siyu.

"Li Yehan, you’re not jealous, are you?" Nan Qiao incredulously laughed.

Jealous of a woman?

Huo Siyu isn’t even a man.

Li Yehan leaned closer, his body pressing against hers, as Nan Qiao kept stepping back until there was no more room to retreat.

Nan Qiao pushed him, "Li Yehan, this is a café, what are you trying to do?"

Li Yehan’s crimson lips curved up slightly in a wicked smile, "What do you think I want to do?"

Nan Qiao pushed him away, "I still need to go back to the office."

"I’ll take you there."

"No need."

Li Yehan grabbed Nan Qiao’s hand and gently held it, leading her forward.

"I’ll take you," Li Yehan’s voice was very soft, as if he was afraid that Nan Qiao would refuse.

Li Yehan walked to the door and said to Secretary Zhao, holding two cups of coffee, "You go back by yourself."

Secretary Zhao: "..."

Truly unbelievable!

Secretary Zhao watched helplessly as Nan Qiao sat in the passenger seat of Li Yehan’s car, with Li Yehan driving personally.

As for Secretary Zhao, the glaring third wheel, he was left on the street to figure out his own way back.

Secretary Zhao: "No wonder they say love blinds reason. Boss, I may not have merits, but I do have hard work. Could you not drop me off at my office?"

...

Nan Qiao sat in the car, watching Li Yehan drive at a snail’s pace.

Nan Qiao lifted her wrist and checked the time, "Li Yehan, your car isn’t even as fast as an ant crawling, right?"

"Driving isn’t about speed; it’s about steadiness."

Nan Qiao, "I need to go to work, Li Yehan. Your speed is too slow, I want to get out."

Li Yehan, "The door is already locked, don’t be anxious, I’ll drive faster."

Nan Qiao: "..."

Li Yehan sped up and drove Nan Qiao to her company’s entrance.

Just as Nan Qiao was about to unbuckle her seatbelt, Li Yehan leaned over and helped her.

The seatbelt was undone by Li Yehan, and the two were very close, his face just inches from hers.

Nan Qiao’s clear black and white eyes looked at Li Yehan, who was also looking at her.

Her pale skin, her moist eyes filled with panic.

Li Yehan reached out and pinched her chin, "Are you so afraid of me?"

"You’re so close, of course, I’m scared of you," scared that he would make a move.

"What are you scared of? Scared that I’ll kiss you?" Li Yehan raised an eyebrow.

Seeing Nan Qiao’s dodging and panicked eyes, Li Yehan’s desire to possess grew even stronger.

Since Nan Qiao was worried about being kissed, then he would kiss her until she no longer feared.

Li Yehan’s uplifting lips revealed a congenital confidence.

Nan Qiao, he was determined to have her!

Li Yehan was a man of action, doing as he said.

Without hesitation, Li Yehan kissed Nan Qiao’s moist red lips, with both conquest and possession.

Nan Qiao: !!

Li Yehan’s conquering kiss came again, bringing a familiar sensation to her heart, deepening memories for Nan Qiao.

She pushed at Li Yehan with both hands, but couldn’t push his strong body away.

Nan Qiao’s body fell backwards, the seat put down by Li Yehan, and she lay on the chair, her eyes wide.

Li Yehan’s kisses were like spring rain, fine and lingering, touching every inch of her skin...