From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 200: Wearing Sexy Attire

Chapter 200: Chapter 200: Wearing Sexy Attire

Bai Yurou also didn’t dare to speak. With so many eyes on her, Nan Qiao could only scold her silently, and she could only keep it all inside.

Nan Qiao always felt that the incident was inextricably linked to Bai Yurou, but she had no evidence.

Unsubstantiated allegations are slander.

The rest of the Bai Family had gone to deal with the situation, and soon, only Nan Qiao and Bai Yurou were left in the house.

Bai Yurou was the first to speak, insinuating something to her, "Sister, your medical knowledge is truly impressive. You couldn’t tell at a glance that Aunt Wang had been poisoned. If one didn’t know better, they might think you had foreseen the incident."

"Those with skills don’t need a heads-up to find strategies to deal with the situation, unlike some who are incapable of resolving it even when they know."

Bai Yurou: "..."

Bai Yurou, containing her fury, forced out an awkward smile, "What Sister said is absolutely right. I hope Aunt Wang will be fine, especially since you personally saved her. She’s sure to be safe and sound."

"Of course." Nan Qiao was confident.

"Then I won’t disturb Sister any longer."

Bai Yurou left with a smile, not wanting to engage in any more covert conflict with Nan Qiao, fearing she would reveal herself.

Nan Qiao sat in the living room, and Liu Feng brought her a fruit platter.

"Miss, I suspect that Bai Yurou is behind this. She has ulterior motives, rushing over so quickly today, and being so close to Aunt Wang the day before. If not her, who else could it be?"

Liu Feng added, "It’s just unclear what Bai Yurou wants to accomplish or why she would target Aunt Wang."

"I’m also very curious about what exactly Bai Yurou wants to do."

Nan Qiao picked up a piece of fruit and took a bite.

The juice filled her mouth, and Nan Qiao furrowed her brows tightly. She, too, wanted to know precisely what Bai Yurou was up to!

"Where has Bai Yurou gone?"

"She seems to have gone out," said Liu Feng.

It was now six o’clock in the evening. Bai Jingting and Bai Zhenyang had left for company matters, Grandpa Bai went to see Granny Bai, worried she might encounter danger again.

Chen Xinwan had gone to the hospital to make sure Aunt Wang was alright before she could be at ease.

So at this time, what could Bai Yurou possibly want to do?

Nan Qiao drove out, following Bai Yurou’s trail.

Hou Ze called Nan Qiao, "Boss, the system intrusion is complete. Bai Yurou is currently on He Xie Road, heading from west to east."

"Good, keep watch for me. I’ll switch to another outfit and then head there."

It would be too cumbersome to drive there, so Nan Qiao decided to ride a motorcycle.

She arrived at the warehouse, changed into a black tight-fitting short-sleeve shirt and black denim shorts, donned a helmet, and set off on the roaring motorcycle.

...

Bai Yurou arrived at the bar, flipped her long hair back, and confidently walked inside.

As she entered, a zealous waiter came to greet her, "Miss Bai, your company is already inside."

Bai Yurou handed out some money, and the waiter excitedly pocketed it, "Right this way, Miss Bai."

Bai Yurou proceeded further, and the waiter disappeared.

...

Li Yehan sat in the private room, with his friend Mo Shaolin by his side.

Mo Shaolin had just returned to the country and invited Ye Han to the bar’s private room to catch up.

"Ye Han, why aren’t you drinking? I’m inviting you for drinks, and you’re not giving me any face at all?"

Li Yehan held a glass of red wine, having not sipped a drop.

Instead, he lifted his left hand and glanced at the time on the watch on his wrist.

"Shaolin, don’t you need to adjust to the time difference after just getting back?"

What time was it, and they were still here drinking.

Mo Shaolin felt discontent and leaned in to look at Li Yehan, "Tsk tsk tsk, having a woman really changes a man. Li Yehan, are we still brothers?"

"Annoying."

Mo Shaolin, "Fine, fine, I’m annoying. If your Qiaoqiao came over babbling non-stop, you definitely wouldn’t say that to her."

Li Yehan glanced sharply at Mo Shaolin, his eyes as cutting as a knife, "You dare to compare yourself with Qiaoqiao?"

Mo Shaolin surrendered, "I definitely can’t compare to your precious Qiaoqiao. I’m just talking, okay? It’s my fault for running my mouth, I’ll shut up, happy now?"

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Li Xia was wearing a deep V-neck black slip dress, her wavy hair cascading down, and with her elaborate makeup, she looked sultry and charming.

"Sorry I’m late."

Mo Shaolin’s eyes nearly popped out, unblinking as he stared at Li Xia, "Xiaxia, not late at all, how could you be?"

Li Yehan, who was holding a wine glass, put it down, his gaze indifferent as he looked at Mo Shaolin, "Wasn’t it supposed to be just the two of us?"

Li Xia quickly spoke up, eager to explain, "Brother, don’t blame Brother Lin, it’s not him who asked me to come. I heard you were having a gathering here tonight so I came on my own."

Li Yehan exuded a frosty aura all over, his merciless eyes focused on Li Xia, his words biting like fire, "Jiang Ningzhu! You and I are not family, don’t call me brother, it’s disgusting!"

Li Yehan, angry, stood up and strode outward.

Li Xia rushed in front of Li Yehan, blocking his path.

The stubborn girl raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, she looked at him weakly, her eyes seductive, the expanse of skin beneath her collarbones inciting the imagination.

"Brother Ye Han, why are you treating me this way? I never thought my arrival would anger you so much, I didn’t come to provoke you, really I didn’t."

The pitiable Li Xia made Mo Shaolin’s heart ache.

"Ye Han, Xiaxia doesn’t have any ill intentions, just calm down a bit, sit down and have a drink, okay?"

Li Yehan glared coldly at Mo Shaolin, "Are you blind, because I’m not."

Mo Shaolin, "..."

He didn’t understand, why was Li Yehan so hostile towards Li Xia?

Why let the wrongs of the older generation anger the next?

Li Yehan grabbed a throw pillow from the table and pressed it against Li Xia, violently pushing her away without touching her skin.

The frail Li Xia, how could she withstand Li Yehan’s strength? She was pushed to the ground, her delicate and tearful eyes watching Li Yehan.

The skin normally hidden by fabric was now exposed a bit, looking especially alluring.

However, Li Yehan didn’t even glance at the so alluring Li Xia.

Li Yehan hurried away, as if there was a torrential flood or ferocious beast chasing after him.

Suddenly, Li Yehan stopped his stride, without turning his head, he said to Mo Shaolin, "Don’t come finding me for no reason in the future!"

He didn’t want to be friends with someone who was blind.

Mo Shaolin, "..."

What had he done wrong?

Mo Shaolin pulled Li Xia up from the ground, sighing helplessly.

"Xiaxia, I’ve told you before, you should not meet with Ye Han. Maybe every time he sees you, he’s reminded of your mother’s marriage to the family, the death your mother was forced into."

Li Xia threw herself into Mo Shaolin’s arms, sobbing, "Brother Lin, I’m sorry."

The girl in his arms cried, holding onto his body, convulsing with sobs, and Mo Shaolin didn’t know how to be angry with her.

All his words turned into a single sigh.

Mo Shaolin’s hand didn’t go to Li Xia’s back but instead pulled her out of his embrace, "Xiaxia, how about I go talk to Ye Han alone?"

Li Xia shook her head, wiping away tears, "Brother Lin, I will find my brother myself, you wait for me."

Without looking back, Li Xia ran out.