From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 158 Your Lipstick is Smudged

Chapter 158: Chapter 158 Your Lipstick is Smudged

Nan Qiao clutched his large hand, and Li Yehan’s work came to a halt.

Nan Qiao’s lips shone, and she looked at him with frightened eyes, "What are you trying to do?"

Li Yehan looked at her and asked in a low voice, laughing, "What are you afraid of?"

Nan Qiao stuttered and couldn’t utter those few words.

Li Yehan rubbed her head and chuckled, "Afraid that I’ll eat you up?"

How could Nan Qiao not be afraid? When Li Yehan got flirtatious, she truly got scared.

"I need to go back now."

Nan Qiao opened the car door and fled in a panic.

Nan Qiao ran into the courtyard and walked forward.

She walked alone, and the evening breeze took away some of her heat.

But the temperature was high, and she still felt warm.

As she walked, the figure of Bai Yurou appeared in front of her.

Bai Yurou, seeing Nan Qiao’s flushed face and smudged lipstick, showed a hint of contempt in her eyes.

Bai Yurou crossed her arms, "The state of your lipstick doesn’t quite suit you, does it? Aren’t you afraid that our parents will see you like this?"

Nan Qiao opened her makeup case and reapplied her makeup without changing expression.

"Bai Yurou, you’re not here because you missed me and specifically waited for me, are you?"

Bai Yurou sneered, "You’re overthinking it. I came here to tell you, at tomorrow’s design competition, I will be one of the award presenters. You better perform well, and don’t you dare lose the competition."

Nan Qiao looked at her in disbelief, "You’re an award presenter?"

That was just too absurd!

She could be a presenter?

Nan Qiao’s expression wounded Bai Yurou’s fragile heart.

Bai Yurou asked angrily, "Nan Qiao, what do you mean by that? Are you looking down on me? Why can’t I be a presenter?"

Nan Qiao sized her up, "You wouldn’t happen to qualify for this because of your status as the Bai Family’s young lady, would you? You’re not a designer, and you have nothing to do with the design circle. Other than this identity, I can’t think of any other possibility."

Nan Qiao’s guess was spot on; indeed, it was because of that connection.

The Bai Family had a wide social circle, and having been the treasured daughter of the Bai Family for eighteen years, Bai Yurou’s social relations were also extensive.

Nan Qiao smiled slightly, "If I’m not wrong, our parents will be there tomorrow too, right?"

Did Bai Yurou want the Bai Family to witness her losing?

"Considering it’s your competition, as family, we will surely come to support you. Sister, don’t let our parents down."

"Of course not," Nan Qiao left with confidence.

Bai Yurou laughed derisively, "Well then, I’ll be waiting to see!"

...

Nan Qiao walked into the living room, where Chen Xinwan and Bai Zhenyang were discussing something.

Seeing Nan Qiao return, both of them quickly approached her with smiles on their faces.

"Qiaoqiao, your dad and I were thinking of going to your competition tomorrow to cheer you on; is that alright?"

Bai Zhenyang smiled without saying anything, his eyes full of hope.

Bai Yurou had told them that Nan Qiao had just come home, and it was her first time participating in a competition.

After missing out so many times before, how could they miss this one?

Certainly not!

Bai Zhenyang and Chen Xinwan thought they needed to show more concern for Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Chen Xinwan and Bai Zhenyang exchanged looks, triumphant.

"Qiaoqiao, you go upstairs and get a good night’s sleep. I’ve arranged for a beautician to meet you. She’s already waiting with Aunt Liu on the second floor. Get a beauty treatment and soak in a bath, so you’re ready for tomorrow’s competition."

Nan Qiao: ?

The beautician has arrived?

"Qiaoqiao, don’t you like it?" Chen Xinwan was frantic with anxiety.

Nan Qiao quickly said, "I really like it."

Chen Xinwan let out a long sigh of relief, urging Nan Qiao to go upstairs and relax.

...

The beautician was ready, waiting for Nan Qiao to come.

Nan Qiao lay down and closed her eyes.

An hour later, the session ended, and the beautician packed up her things and went downstairs.

Aunt Liu followed Nan Qiao into her room, speaking unhappily, "Miss, you don’t know how foul Bai Yurou’s mouth is, as if she’s eaten shit. One moment she’s saying the master and madam are going to watch you at the competition, the next she’s wondering if they’ll reveal Nan Qiao’s identity, and she’s absolutely distraught. She’s said every kind of mean and flattering thing imaginable, what will others say?"

Nan Qiao, leaning against the sofa, looked as pure and exquisite as a lotus emerging from clear water, delicate and beautiful.

"Let her say whatever she wants. If she dares get the family involved, she must have a foolproof plan to make sure our company doesn’t win the competition."

Aunt Liu turned pale with shock, "Miss, do you know how she’s going to deal with you?"

Nan Qiao shook her head, "No."

Aunt Liu grew even more frightened, "Miss, this won’t do. You need to come up with a plan quickly, we can’t let her gloat for long."

Nan Qiao stood up, "Aunt Liu, you should rest early, I’m going to take a bath."

Aunt Liu was overwhelmed with emotion. Right now, she wished she could go and scratch Bai Yurou’s face!

Aunt Liu walked out of the room, fuming. Not two steps out, she saw the triumphant Bai Yurou.

Seeing her smug look, Aunt Liu struggled to control her own hands.

Bai Yurou glanced at Aunt Liu with arrogant disdain, then, with a commanding tone, said, "Aunt Liu, I want soup dumplings for breakfast tomorrow, remember to make them."

Aunt Liu: "I’m the personal servant to the miss, if you want something, command someone else."

Bai Yurou was livid, "What do you mean? You’re just a servant in our house, and I am the precious young lady of this family. You should do whatever I tell you to."

Liu Feng stood firm, without averting her gaze, she faced her: "Fourth Miss, you seem to have forgotten, the madam said I only need to take care of the Miss. Tomorrow’s meal preparations for the Miss are quite elaborate, and I surely won’t have time to make soup dumplings for you as well. If you really want them, we can go ask the madam’s opinion, how about that?"

Bai Yurou dared not ask Chen Xinwan; she gritted her teeth, forced to swallow her anger.

Bai Yurou was about to retort when Liu Feng shut her up with a single sentence and made her run away.

Liu Feng seriously said to her, "There’s a piece of eye crud at the corner of your eye."

Bai Yurou was skeptical of her words, but when she touched it with her hand, what else could it be on her fingertip but eye crud?

Bai Yurou’s face flushed, and she quickly ran away.

Damn that Liu Feng!

With her mood lifted, Liu Feng cheerfully returned to her room.

...

Upon waking up in the morning, Nan Qiao looked at the table full of dishes, with the most noticeable being the plate in front of her arranged with two sausages and a fried egg to depict "100".

Liu Feng cheerfully said, "Miss, your company has a competition today. Eat this, and I guarantee a perfect score."

Nan Qiao: "Thank you, Aunt Liu."

Chen Xinwan poured Nan Qiao a glass of soy milk, "It has walnuts in it, good for the brain. Have a sip, Qiaoqiao."

Bai Yurou sat beside them, her heart soured as she watched them gather around Nan Qiao.

She used to live such days.

Now, everything had changed to Nan Qiao.

Bai Yurou sipped her soy milk discontentedly when Uncle Wang arrived.

Uncle Wang: "Madam, there are two police officers at the door looking for you."

Nan Qiao was startled. The police were looking for Chen Xinwan?

What had happened?