From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 189: If I Don’t Care for You, Who Will I Care for?

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: If I Don’t Care for You, Who Will I Care for?

Lan Qingran ran over and lifted Nan Qiao up, swinging her around in a circle.

"Jingjing, you’re finally back."

Nan Qiao was set down and looked up at him, "Brother Qingran, you seem to have gotten tanner."

Lan Qingran replied, "Being exposed to the sun and wind at sea, it’s inevitable to get a bit tanned. If Jingjing doesn’t like it, from now on, Brother Qingran will obediently apply sunscreen and wear a hat, so I won’t tan."

Nan Qiao chuckled, "I’m just teasing you, Brother Qingran. Even if you’re darker, you’re still very handsome."

Lan Qingran rubbed his head, looking a bit shy, but still dotingly gazed at Nan Qiao.

"Jingjing, I’ve brought you a gift, I’ll take you to see it."

Lan Qingran grabbed Nan Qiao’s hand, and they ran outside together.

The two of them were running fast, the sea breeze lifting Nan Qiao’s hair strands, while Lan Qingran’s eyes were filled with laughter.

...

In Nan Qiao’s room, she took off the stifling mask.

Once the mask was removed and Nan Qiao turned around, her clear, bright eyes seemed to be filled with the stars of the Milky Way.

Lan Qingran stared at the brightly beautiful Nan Qiao, momentarily losing himself.

Nan Qiao waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"Brother Qingran, what’s wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing, I’m fine."

Lan Qingran quickly bowed his head, taking out the dresses, accessories, cosmetics, and gold jewelry he had bought, dumping them all out at once.

"Brother Qingran, you bought so much. It must have cost a lot of money. You should save some money, I already have enough stuff, you don’t need to buy any more."

"Jingjing, I earn money just to buy things for you. Whatever you like, I’ll buy it all."

Lan Qingran added, "Jingjing, I’m your Brother Qingran, if I don’t dote on you, who will I dote on?"

Nan Qiao said with a smile, "I’ve also bought things for you, come and take a look."

Nan Qiao designed several sets of clothes, among them was a black suit, specially purchased with matching tie and cufflinks, and also a watch with a compass.

"This watch is waterproof, try it on."

Lan Qingran stretched out his arm, "Jingjing, help me put it on. I’ve never worn this kind, I don’t really understand it."

"Then I’ll help you put it on, pay attention, okay?"

Nan Qiao reached out, and Lan Qingran started to record with his phone.

"What are you recording?"

Lan Qingran smiled, "I’m recording the process, so next time I can learn to do it myself."

Nan Qiao looked up, a smile on her face, which Lan Qingran captured in the video as well.

After putting on the watch, Lan Qingran liked it more and more.

"Jingjing, the watch you bought is really nice, I like it a lot, thank you."

"You’re welcome, as long as you like it."

Lan Qingran pointed to the suit with concern, "Jingjing, I don’t know how to tie a tie either."

Lan Qingran had never worn a suit before, naturally, he didn’t know how to tie a tie.

"Then go put on the suit first, and I’ll help you tie the tie later, you’ll learn how to next time."

Lan Qingran nodded smilingly, "Alright, I’ll go take a shower and change now, Jingjing, wait for me a bit, just a bit."

Lan Qingran ran swiftly, almost as if his feet were catching the wind.

Nan Qiao sat on the carpet, opening the box to look at the gifts Lan Qingran gave her.

The ones that were too valuable she sorted together, planning to have Lan Yi return them to Lan Qingran when they left.

After organizing for half an hour, Lan Qingran came in.

The business suit added a touch of noble elegance to Lan Qingran’s figure.

His tall frame and slightly tanned skin made him look even more detached.

It was the first time Nan Qiao had seen Lan Qingran in a suit, a totally different image from his usual self.

Nan Qiao remained silent, while Lan Qingran began to feel uncomfortable, asking with a lack of confidence, "Jingjing, do I look strange in a suit?"

"Not strange at all, it looks good, very handsome. Brother Qingran, you look really dashing in a suit, it suits you well."

Reassured by Nan Qiao’s approval, Lan Qingran’s face brightened with joy, "Jingjing, as long as you like it."

"Jingjing, teach me how to tie a tie."

"Alright."

Nan Qiao held a tie in her hands, and Lan Qingran bent down cooperatively to make it easier for Nan Qiao to help him tie it.

The tie went around Lan Qingran’s neck; he remained half-squatting, hoping to make it more comfortable for Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao’s slender fingers danced before Lan Qingran’s eyes, and in a moment the tie was knotted.

"Brother Qingran, take a look in the mirror," Nan Qiao said with a sense of accomplishment.

Lan Qingran looked at his reflection in the mirror, with Nan Qiao standing by his side.

He took out his phone and captured this rare moment.

When he turned his head to Nan Qiao, his face showed difficulty, "Jingjing, I think I forgot to record it. Could you teach me once again?"

"Sure, this time you should pay attention."

Lan Qingran called a younger brother over to do the filming.

He half-squatted again, moving close to Nan Qiao.

He untied and retied the knot smoothly and efficiently.

The younger brother standing aside was almost flabbergasted.

Lan Qingran was like an untamed wild horse, and Nan Qiao was the specialist horse trainer taming him.

In front of Nan Qiao, Lan Qingran behaved like a lovable little puppy.

What a sight to behold!

"Alright, just practice more when you’re back. If it doesn’t work out, you can always ask your maid to help you; I’m sure she can do it too."

Lan Qingran replied, "I’ll learn it myself. Jingjing taught me, and I’m definitely going to get it right."

The two shared a smile, creating a beautiful scene.

The younger brother captured the moment of their shared smiles, recording the beautiful memory.

"Young Master, the Island Master from Demon Island has arrived. The Island Master wants you and the young lady to go over."

"We’ll be right there; you go on ahead."

Lan Qingran took his phone to check the photo album.

His album contained either the landscape photos he sent to Nan Qiao or the shots he took of her clandestinely.

There was nothing else.

"Brother Qingran, you go ahead; I’ll put on the mask and then follow."

"No problem, I’ll wait for you. My foster father is over there, and I’m not great at socializing."

Upon hearing this, Nan Qiao quickly put on the Human Skin Mask and left with Lan Qingran.

...

Inside the living room.

Lan Yi spoke to Li Yehan, the atmosphere exceedingly chilly.

Lan Yi asked, Li Yehan answered.

Li Yehan asked, Lan Yi answered.

Other than that, nothing was said.

The arrival of Lan Qingran and Nan Qiao eased the tension between the two men.

Li Yehan looked over and saw Nan Qiao and Lan Qingran walking shoulder to shoulder.

For some reason, he felt uncomfortable, as if provoked, and his eyes felt uneasy.

Lan Yi cheerfully said, "Qingran, this is Lord Yan from Demon Island."

And then, "Lord Yan, this is my adopted son Lan Qingran, also Jingjing’s brother."

"Lord Yan, welcome to Shui Jing Island," Lan Qingran began.

After a perfunctory greeting, Lan Qingran gently said to Nan Qiao, "Jingjing, you should sit over there; standing is so tiring."

Nan Qiao smiled, nodded, and sat on the chair farthest from Li Yehan.

Li Yehan: "..."

Did Lan Qingran harbor some animosity towards him?

What had he done to deserve this?

Unaware of the smoldering tensions between the youth, Lan Yi began, "Lord Yan has come this time for the planting of the Demon Flower. We’ve just taken Lord Yan to see it, and the seedling hasn’t withered even after two hours. Jingjing, it’s all thanks to you."

Li Yehan’s gaze fell once again on the unremarkable-looking Nan Qiao.