From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 192 Coming to His Bedside

Chapter 192: Chapter 192 Coming to His Bedside

She wasn’t ready yet!

She had also promised Lan Qingran to stay another day.

Li Yehan would be back tomorrow, what was she to do?

Nan Qiao gave a light cough and said with a smile, "Li Yehan, I have something to tell you. I went out too, not long after you left, I also left Jing City. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry."

Li Yehan: "..."

Li Yehan’s deep gaze fixed on Nan Qiao, somewhat surprised as he looked at her.

Nan Qiao embarrassingly met his gaze and then smiled sweetly.

With such a sweet smile, it made it impossible for Li Yehan to be mad at her.

"Qiaoqiao, you’ve been very naughty, hiding such important things from me," Li Yehan said, helpless.

"I came to see my master, it’s been a long time, and my master misses me as well."

"Do you think you could come see me if I miss you?"

Nan Qiao: "I could!"

She misspoke...

Nan Qiao was somewhat worried, Li Yehan wouldn’t actually ask her to come over, would he?

Thinking this, Nan Qiao became restless, fearing Li Yehan would nod in agreement.

Li Yehan also hadn’t expected Nan Qiao to agree, but he couldn’t have her come over now either; he was also concerned about revealing his identity.

Both of them had the same thoughts, and now it was all up to Li Yehan and his ability to respond (make things up).

Li Yehan: "Still, I’d rather you didn’t come. I can’t bear to have you travel so arduously. Qiaoqiao, I can’t bear to see you suffer. If anyone should suffer, it should be me."

Nan Qiao: "..."

"Li Yehan, why do I feel like you are avoiding my gaze? Tell me the truth, where are you really?"

Li Yehan: "Qiaoqiao, I’m not lying to you. It’s just too troublesome and too hard to come here."

Nan Qiao: "Li Yehan, give me a twirl and let me see what’s in your room. You haven’t hidden a woman there, have you?"

"Qiaoqiao, you’re the only one in my eyes. I don’t care for anyone else."

"Then do a twirl."

"Qiaoqiao."

Nan Qiao was silent, just looking straight at him with her distinct black and white eyes.

Li Yehan: "..."

He really knew how to make trouble for himself!

Li Yehan had no choice but to spin around, showing the neatly kept room.

"See, it’s just me alone."

At a glance, Nan Qiao felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Why did she feel like she had been here before?

Her memory was not very clear.

It was daytime now, and it seemed like she couldn’t see clearly in her memory?

Just as Nan Qiao was about to speak, Li Yehan asked, "Qiaoqiao, where is your master? When I go back, I’ll see if it’s on the way to pay a visit."

Nan Qiao: "My master has social anxiety, can’t meet strangers."

Li Yehan: "Alright then."

The sound of knocking at the door arose, and Li Yehan said, "Qiaoqiao, I’ll call you later."

Nan Qiao hummed in response, and Li Yehan hung up the call.

Old Liu said to Li Yehan, "Those obstinate uncles were on the verge of fighting at the door."

Li Yehan: "What happened?"

Time rewound half an hour earlier.

The uncles were restless because Li Yehan hadn’t replied to their messages.

One by one, they sneakily prepared gifts to find Li Yehan and put in a good word for themselves.

Coincidentally, several of them arrived at Li Yehan’s place and bumped into each other.

They looked at each other and then looked at the gifts they were carrying, what was there not to understand?

And so, one called the other a traitor, and he retorted that he was the actual traitor.

They argued endlessly, making Old Liu respect their behavior.

Hearing the whole process, Li Yehan: "..."

Were they sure they weren’t there to make jokes?

Li Yehan went to check on the situation, and the five uncles were still blaming each other.

"Old Li, you really have no shame. Cursing the Island Master behind his back, and now you’re here giving gifts, even behind my back! After all the trust I placed in you!"

"And you have the nerve to talk about me? Aren’t you also here sneaking around, giving gifts to the Island Master? Do you even have a face to accuse me?"

"Yes, I have no face, but you do. You’ve trampled yours underfoot, haven’t you!"

Li Yehan had a headache from all the noise, saying that three’s a crowd for women, but five men together was all drama, each more dramatic than the last.

Suddenly someone sharp-eyed shouted that the Island Master was coming, and immediately the room fell silent.

Li Yehan’s icy gaze swept over the five elders present, his voice indifferent: "Why so quiet now? Weren’t you all good at talking? Continue, let me hear what you were saying."

The five elders still dared not make a sound, as if they’d gone mute.

Li Yehan continued, "I don’t accept gifts; take your things back. Focus on the island, that’s what counts. I only value individual ability and cooperation!"

After saying that, Li Yehan left and paid them no more attention.

The five elders looked at each other awkwardly, somewhat at a loss.

Does he really not accept gifts?

If not gifts, then what does he want?

He doesn’t want women, doesn’t want money; the Island Master’s thoughts are hard to guess!

"I think we should go back. I gave a gift hoping that our lives here would be a little easier, not to defect."

"Old Li’s right, that’s what I meant too. I gave a gift to the Island Master for all of our sakes. Remember, we are all in the same boat."

"I meant the same!"

"So did I!"

"So did I!"

The five elders, who had been arguing constantly, now walked away in perfect harmony.

...

The next day, early in the morning, Li Yehan got the nutrient liquid. He had people sprinkle it according to the instructions, then proceed with the planting.

After waiting another two hours and seeing no wilting in the seedlings, Li Yehan let out a sigh of relief.

Old Liu: "Island Master, Miss Lan Shui Jing is really amazing. Compared with Miss Nan Qiao’s medical skills, I wonder who is a bit more impressive."

Old Wu: "You’re silly; of course, Miss Nan Qiao is even better! Without Miss Nan Qiao making a move, with her around, one person is worth two!"

Old Liu: "..."

Xiu’er, is that you?

Li Yehan glanced at Old Liu, clearly dissatisfied with his words.

Old Liu scratched his head awkwardly, wishing he could turn back time.

Old Wu continued, "Island Master, I suggest you stay another night to observe the situation. In case something uncontrollable happens, you can still find Miss Lan Shui Jing."

Old Liu: "Island Master, Old Wu makes sense. It’d be safer to stay and monitor the situation for one more night."

Li Yehan looked at the seedlings, considered the timing, and finally agreed, though unwillingly.

...

The moon hung high, and the salty sea breeze blew into the room.

Nan Qiao lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Sitting up, she looked out the window at the sky, when suddenly something occurred to her.

"No, that’s still not right!"

Nan Qiao got dressed, put on the Human Skin Mask, and set out on her own.

Taking advantage of the night, she arrived at Demon Island.

Her agile movements in the darkness resembled a nimble little fox.

Familiar with the way, she reached Li Yehan’s room, climbed through the window, and approached the bed...