From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 203: Who Hurt You?

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Who Hurt You?

"Bai Zhenyang, why didn’t you tell Qiaoqiao before doing these things? Act first and report later? You are really good at this!"

Chen Xinwan was very angry; it was all Bai Zhenyang’s fault!

"Darling, I was just afraid that Qiaoqiao was too tired. She is so young, dealing with so many things every day, drawing design graphs, and doing research. I sent someone over also because I was worried about Qiaoqiao being exhausted. My intentions were good. And I have said, Qiaoqiao is in charge of the company, and he was only there to assist."

Bai Yurou stepped forward to help Bai Zhenyang speak: "Mom, Dad meant well. Qiaoqiao is reasonable and understanding, she definitely won’t be mad."

Chen Xinwan didn’t want to talk to Bai Zhenyang; she sat angrily to one side.

Bai Zhenyang thought for a moment, sat next to Chen Xinwan, and asked softly, "Should I go find Qiaoqiao and apologize to her?"

"You better not appear in front of Qiaoqiao lest you anger her. Bai Zhenyang, you must talk to Qiaoqiao before doing anything in the future, even if you think it’s for her own good."

Bai Zhenyang: "Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. I definitely won’t make the same mistake again."

Bai Yurou sat next to Chen Xinwan, continuously persuading her and saying many good words.

"Mom, if I were Qiaoqiao, I definitely wouldn’t be mad if Dad was this considerate towards me; I would even thank Dad. Qiaoqiao is so understanding; she definitely won’t be mad."

"Dad, Qiaoqiao will understand as well, you were just worried about her being too tired, looking out for her. Dad, I will go talk to Qiaoqiao tomorrow and let her know how much you care for her."

With each sentence from Bai Yurou, the issue seemed not to be a problem anymore.

Nan Qiao, standing on the third floor, overheard all this.

Nan Qiao smirked and suddenly realized something.

Nan Qiao went back to her room and called Fu Xingyao to ask why he hadn’t informed her that someone else had gone to the company.

Fu Xingyao hung up; Nan Qiao frowned and made a video call.

The call rang for a long time, but Fu Xingyao didn’t pick up the video.

Frowning, Nan Qiao sent Fu Xingyao a message: "Fu Xingyao, answer the video!!"

The two exclamation marks were enough to express her anger.

Fu Xingyao had no choice but to answer the video call, his face still injured and dirtied, leaving Nan Qiao shocked.

"What happened, who hurt you? How did you end up like this?"

Fu Xingyao’s mouth was also injured, looking very disheveled.

"I..."

"Fu Xingyao, I want to hear the truth!" Nan Qiao’s stern, forbidding expression made it impossible for Fu Xingyao to hide anything.

"Mr. Qiao, after you left on your trip, the company sent a new leader here. He instructed us not to disturb you and he’d handle the company’s matters. I was making a call in the stairwell when someone pushed me; I ended up with a minor concussion. There are no cameras in the stairwell, so we can’t find out who attacked me."

Nan Qiao: "!!"

She was indeed eager to meet this impressive leader now!

"You didn’t contact me like that? Fu Xingyao, where was your mind? Such a serious incident happened, Rong Yan didn’t contact me, and neither did you; I thought you had betrayed me!"

"Mr. Qiao, I definitely would not betray!"

Fu Xingyao explained further: "Rong Yan went home. He probably didn’t tell you because he didn’t want you to worry."

"What?"

Fu Xingyao continued, "After Gao Yuan arrived, he criticized Rong Yan’s designs. Finally, Rong Yan submitted another one, but it was still criticized, and they told him to go home to reflect and not be arrogant just because he got first place. I have seen Rong Yan’s designs; he indeed was defying Gao Yuan. He probably couldn’t stand Gao Yuan and just went on leave."

Nan Qiao: "..."

"Gao Yuan really thinks he runs my company," Mr. Qiao complained. "Fu Xingyao, I’m telling you one last time, you must inform me immediately, no matter what happens!"

"Yes, Mr. Qiao, it’s my fault this time."

Fu Xingyao was filled with fighting spirit when he heard Mr. Qiao say this. He knew Nan Qiao would surely avenge him!

When Mr. Qiao steps in, he counts as two men.

"Take a break, I’ll notify Rong Yan to get to work tomorrow!"

Nan Qiao hung up the phone and dialed Rong Yan’s number.

Rong Yan picked up immediately, as if he had been waiting for Nan Qiao’s call all along.

Holding his phone, Rong Yan exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Qiao! Mr. Qiao, have you returned?"

Nan Qiao replied, "If I hadn’t returned, how would I know you’d take a vacation from work and stay at home? Rong Yan, you seem quite capable now, not telling me about such a major incident."

"Mr. Qiao, it’s so great that you’re back. Mr. Qiao, you must back me up! That Gao Yuan is really something else. Does he think he owns the company? A new official applies three fires to his rulership; he’s trying to burn us all!"

"He can’t burn you. You run so fast; who could catch you?" joked Nan Qiao.

Rong Yan complained grievously, "Mr. Qiao, you don’t know, Gao Yuan pushed Secretary Fu down the stairs! Although there’s no surveillance footage or evidence, it must have been that bastard’s doing! Poor Secretary Fu, I was the one who called the ambulance!"

Nan Qiao frowned; if Gao Yuan dared mess with her secretary, she would mess with Gao Yuan!

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

"Be on time for work tomorrow."

Rong Yan was overjoyed, "Mr. Qiao, I’ll definitely be fresh and energetic at work tomorrow! Mr. Qiao, I’ll bring you breakfast. You like rolled flatbread, right? I know a place that makes it deliciously, and I’ll also bring you some freshly ground soy milk—it’s really tasty."

"Alright."

Nan Qiao was about to hang up when Rong Miao grabbed the phone and shouted, "Sister Qiaoqiao, when are you free for a meal? I’ve recently composed a piece of music; my brother has no musical talent. Ah, my idol is Master VV!"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Nan Qiao coughed twice, and Rong Miao asked with concern, "Sister Qiaoqiao, what’s wrong? Why are you coughing? Are you not feeling well? I’ll ask my brother to bring you some flower tea tomorrow, it’s good for the throat."

Nan Qiao replied, "Miaomiao, email me the music piece, Rong Yan knows my email."

"Sister Qiaoqiao, you’re amazing; you even understand music compositions, so impressive!"

Nan Qiao smiled and said, "I’ll find someone to review it for you, not me."

Rong Yan continued, "That’s still amazing of Sister Qiaoqiao—knowing people who understand music! It’s Sister Qiaoqiao who’s really impressive."

The sweet-talking girl was still in high school, learning many musical instruments and liked to compose and write songs in her free time.

"Miaomiao, go to bed early. Remember to review the math notes I organized for you."

Rong Miao’s voice rose a few pitches, "Sister Qiaoqiao, you’re truly amazing, the notes you arranged are even better than what the teacher explained. Sister Qiaoqiao, I will study hard. Writing songs won’t disrupt my studies, and studying won’t disrupt my music writing, hehe."

Nan Qiao too really liked the adorable young girl.

"Rest early."

"Okay, Sister Qiaoqiao, my brother has already sent the music piece, make sure to check your email, bye."

After hanging up, Nan Qiao turned on her computer, downloaded the file from her email, saved it, and started listening.

Others didn’t know, but Nan Qiao was also proficient with various musical instruments.

After listening, Nan Qiao quickly gave some feedback and sent it to Rong Yan’s phone, suggesting the young girl make the revisions according to her advice.