From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 188 Artificial Respiration

Chapter 188: Chapter 188 Artificial Respiration

Nan Qiao didn’t want to avoid the call, but she dared not answer it.

Before she had even reached Shui Jing Island, without removing her disguise, how could she possibly take the call?

Nan Qiao sent a message in reply: I’m having a meal with a client, I’ll call you back later.

Li Yehan: What are you eating? Send me a picture to have a look.

Nan Qiao: "..."

Nan Qiao: The client is still here, it’s not convenient to take photos. I’ll contact you in a while.

As Nan Qiao looked down to text, Lan Yi asked with a smile, "Jingjing, chatting with your boyfriend, eh? Is your boyfriend as handsome as Xiao Yan?"

Nan Qiao looked up, "Have you seen his face beneath the mask?"

"Of course, I have, though it was during his youth. Many years have passed but with his foundation, he wouldn’t turn ugly, he is surely still as handsome as ever."

Nan Qiao sat on the deck, staring at the blue sea, "No matter how handsome, he’s not my type."

The ship sailed on the sea, the ocean breeze carrying the moist, salty air, a familiar feeling lingered in her heart.

Lan Yi sat by her side, looking at the grown girl.

"Jingjing, why not just stay on the island? Someone will care for your food, clothing, lodging, and travel. You could just go fishing, travel around the world, how nice would that be?"

"I have other things to do, I can’t stay here for now. Master, why not come with me to Jing City? After being at sea for so long, don’t you want to walk on land?"

Lan Yi shook his head, "I still prefer life at sea. Once you go outside, there’s too much noise, too many things and it’s too tiresome, I don’t like it very much."

Nan Qiao didn’t insist, respecting his choice.

Nan Qiao asked again, "Master, the masked Island Master, what is his identity? I haven’t met him before, so how did he become the new Island Master?"

"Jingjing, you have met him."

That startled Nan Qiao; when had she ever met this man?

"You were eleven years old, the first time I met you, when you and your master came by boat nearby and were attacked by pirates. You fell into the water, and it was he who rescued you. You couldn’t swim; it was he who gave you artificial respiration..."

At that point, Lan Yi stopped talking.

How could he have blurted that out!

Back then, Xiao Yan hadn’t worn a mask yet, a handsome young face, exceptional skills, quite matched with Nan Qiao.

Lan Yi dared not speak further, and Nan Qiao was completely dumbfounded.

She couldn’t remember this incident at all!

In her mind, there was no impression whatsoever!

"How can I not remember? I know about the pirate encounter, but I don’t know about this! Artificial respiration? Impossible!"

Oh my God!

"Jingjing, you’re overreacting. He wasn’t taking liberties with you but saving you. It was an emergency, and he had no choice but to act that way."

Nan Qiao⊙▃⊙

Lan Yi explained awkwardly, "He also cautioned us afterward not to tell you about this. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have spoken carelessly and let this slip."

The more he thought, the more vexed Lan Yi became; he wished he could melt into the air.

"Master, have you seen him without the mask?"

"I have, and your mentor has as well. Later, he disappeared to Demon Island, reportedly picked up by his family. Until now, this is only the second time I’ve seen him."

Nan Qiao nodded thoughtfully; she had actually forgotten about this incident.

Seven years had passed, and she truly couldn’t recall it.

...

Nan Qiao returned to her residence and removed her disguise.

She found a dimly lit spot and returned the video call.

Li Yehan connected quickly; his location was also quite dark.

The two stared at each other through their phones.

Nan Qiao: "It’s so dark where you are, where are you?"

"I’m sleeping, and you?"

Nan Qiao: "I’m also sleeping."

You hide from me, I hide from you.

Seeing Li Yehan’s face reminded Nan Qiao of what Lan Yi had said.

Their eyes met, yet neither spoke.

Li Yehan finally broke the silence, "I think I can hear the sound of the waves over there."

Nan Qiao quickly covered her head, "You must have heard wrong; that’s the noise outside. How could there be waves here?"

Li Yehan: "Qiaoqiao, when you cover your head, I can’t see you anymore."

Nan Qiao: "When are you coming back?"

"In about five days, I’ll try to return earlier. Qiaoqiao, do you miss me?"

From under the blanket, the stillness was permeated by Li Yehan’s magnetic voice, slowly reaching her ears.

Just then, a knock sounded.

"Miss Shui Jing, Mr. Lan asks you to come over."

Nan Qiao, wary of Li Yehan hearing it, quickly said, "Li Yehan, I still have things to do, I’ll hang up now and talk to you later."

After hanging up, Nan Qiao responded, "I’ll be right there."

Wearing the human skin mask, she headed over to where Lan Yi was.

Lan Yi was waiting for Nan Qiao at the newly cleared land, next to him were the saplings of the Demon Flower.

"Jingjing, Xiao Yan has delivered the stuff; see if it can be planted."

Nan Qiao knelt down, taking a careful look at the saplings.

"I’ll try."

Nan Qiao alone planted the sapling into the soil and followed the manual to water and loosen the soil.

After three hours of busyness, Nan Qiao and Lan Yi finished these tasks.

"Master, let’s come back this time tomorrow. If there are signs of survival, then it’s a success."

If the sapling gradually withered, Shui Jing Island would not be able to continue the development of planting Demon Flowers.

"Jingjing, the herbs you need have all been delivered to the lab, you should have a look."

"Okay, Master, I’ve made a few outfits for you, sent them to your bedroom. Also, the tea from Jing City, see if you like it. If you do, next time I’ll send you more."

"Jingjing, you are so thoughtful, much more so than my foster son."

Nan Qiao grinned, smiling, "I’m my master’s caring little cotton-padded jacket."

Lan Yi laughed, "Your Brother Qingran heard that you were back and has been nonstop hurrying back, he should land on the island in about two hours."

Mentioning Brother Qingran, Nan Qiao was quite pleased.

When Nan Qiao initially came to Shui Jing Island, Lan Yi had this foster son.

One day, someone attempted to harm Nan Qiao; this foster son braved danger to block a knife for Nan Qiao, after which Lan Yi acknowledged him as his foster son.

It was from then on that Nan Qiao would disguise herself, wearing a human skin mask in presence of others.

...

The day Lan Qingran returned to Shui Jing Island, his face was filled with joy.

"Take the items carefully into the young lady’s room, be gentle, don’t damage the goods. If you damage them, your lives are at stake!"

"Yes, Eldest Young Master."

Lan Qingran was slightly tanned, with a buzz cut, a height of a meter eighty-five, a well-proportioned face providing a sense of security.

He strode over to meet Lan Yi.

"Foster father, where’s Jingjing?"

Lan Yi teased with a laugh, "Qingran, you’ve come back and haven’t even greeted me, your first words are about your sister Jingjing. Your sibling affection is indeed strong, stronger than with me."

Lan Qingran smiled without speaking, and Lan Yi gestured behind him, "Isn’t Jingjing coming now?"

Lan Qingran turned around impatiently, his eyes and brows filled with joy.