From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 209: Showing Off to Whom?

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Showing Off to Whom?

Chen Xinwan didn’t want to continue this topic, afraid that Qiaoqiao would pressure herself.

"Ye Han, why don’t you come over and sit at our place? Liu Feng just made some midnight snacks; you can have some with us."

Nan Qiao, "Mr. Li said he’s still busy and needs to go back."

Li Yehan, "..."

Why is Qiaoqiao so eager to send him away? Could there be other reasons?

Li Yehan went along with Nan Qiao’s words, "Auntie, there’s a little issue at the company; I need to go back for a while."

Chen Xinwan, "Ye Han, although work is important, you must also take care of your health."

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I will take care of myself; Qiaoqiao wouldn’t want me to overwork. But I’m not tired; I just want to earn more money for Qiaoqiao to spend, hoping she’ll have endless money every day."

Nan Qiao, "..."

To talk is just to talk, why bring her into it?

Nan Qiao stood beside Li Yehan, walked straight over to Chen Xinwan, and linked arms with her, "Mom, if Mr. Li isn’t eating, I will. Let’s go, we’ll head back to eat."

Chen Xinwan enjoyed the intimate gesture from Nan Qiao and said with a smile, "Ye Han, then I won’t see you out."

"Goodbye, Auntie," Li Yehan said humbly and politely.

Chen Xinwan and Nan Qiao walked back.

Bai Yurou watched as Li Yehan quickly departed as if any longer would infect him with a disease.

Bai Yurou, "!!"

Did Li Yehan really not want to be near her that much!

She didn’t have a contagious disease!

Bai Yurou angrily watched Li Yehan leave, only able to see his figure disappearing from view.

...

Nan Qiao had three grilled oysters and a skewer of starch sausages, and she couldn’t eat any more.

"We had hotpot outside earlier, I’m too full to eat any more," Nan Qiao explained.

"It’s okay, don’t eat if you’re full."

Chen Xinwan handed her a cup of apple and hawthorn juice, "Take a few sips; it’ll help with digestion."

"Thank you, Mom," Nan Qiao said, taking it with both hands.

Bai Yurou walked in, saw the tender mother-daughter scene between Nan Qiao and Chen Xinwan, hurried over, and sat beside Chen Xinwan.

"Mom, you know me so well; I was just craving skewers; these are all my favorites," Bai Yurou said cheerfully as she picked up a skewer of roasted potato slices.

"Sister, you should have some too," Bai Yurou said politely.

Nan Qiao, "It’s okay; I’m too full after having hotpot with Mr. Li."

Bai Yurou, "..."

The skewer in her hand suddenly lost its appeal.

Bai Yurou felt that Nan Qiao was saying this on purpose, showing off to who knows who!

"Qiaoqiao, you go upstairs and rest. Take a hot bath and get a good night’s sleep. I bought some clothes for you while shopping today; they’re in your room. Check if they fit," Chen Xinwan said.

Nan Qiao said in surprise, "You bought me clothes again?"

"I can’t help myself whenever I see pretty dresses," Chen Xinwan said with a smile.

Chen Xinwan adored her daughter, and ever since they were reunited with Nan Qiao, she would sometimes buy her something, as if trying to make up for the lost eighteen years.

Even though she knew it was impossible to make up for lost time, she still wanted to buy.

"Qiaoqiao, don’t feel burdened. Mom bought you some pajamas and some business attire. Now that you’re working, if you go out for meetings, business attire would be suitable."

Chen Xinwan was considerate, and Nan Qiao reveled in her mother’s love, feeling warm inside.

"Thank you."

Chen Xinwan smiled indulgently, "Don’t mention it, darling Qiaoqiao, go get some rest now."

Nan Qiao nodded, said goodnight, and headed upstairs first.

Bai Yurou was jealous and resentful. Even though Chen Xinwan had bought her clothes too, she was just not satisfied!

If Nan Qiao hadn’t come back, she could have had twice as many clothes!

"Yurou, try on the clothes I bought you tonight. If they don’t fit, I’ll have the store send someone over to exchange them."

"Thank you, Mom. The clothes you buy will definitely fit. You know your daughter best, you’ve always understood me so well."

Chen Xinwan’s face was full of smiles; she was really enjoying her life now.

Bai Yurou inwardly pondered, how could she drive Nan Qiao away?

...

When Li Yehan got home, he opened a bottle of red wine, held his goblet, gently swirled it, and watched the blossoms of wine unfurl inside the glass.

Lao San entered and said with utmost respect, "Mr. Li, we’ve investigated and found that Bai Yurou has been keeping company with strangers all these years. However, every time someone meets her, it’s either an elderly person or a child, and it’s never the same person twice. This makes the investigation difficult."

Li Yehan had not expected that Bai Yurou was actually scheming to harm the Bai Family and take over their assets.

Fortunately, Nan Qiao had come back, otherwise one by one, the Bai family would have met their demise.

Li Yehan commanded, "Keep investigating. Look into everyone who has come into contact with Bai Yurou over the years. No matter how long it takes, keep at it!"

Anyone who dares to target Qiaoqiao’s family is targeting him, Li Yehan!

Lao San, feeling the oppressive air emanating from Li Yehan, quickly replied, "Yes, Mr. Li, don’t worry. I’ve dispatched a large number of people to investigate this matter. We will get to the bottom of it as soon as possible."

Lao San left to expedite the investigation, while Li Yehan’s brow furrowed deeply.

Such a vast conspiracy—who else could be involved?

Holding his wine glass, Li Yehan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes beneath his sharp brows seething with a killing intent.

Looking out over the vast Jing City, who else could have such capability?

...

Zhou Jingya was quite troubled lately. How had her life come to be like this?

She had finally become the true daughter of a rich family, so how had her luck turned so sour?

Zhou Jingya sat on the sofa, looking up and sighing.

These were anxious times.

She had to stand up tall!

Just then, Liu Yanfang came home holding a dress.

"Xiao Ya, try this on and see if it fits. I heard there’s a party tonight, and I managed to get an invitation. We should go and see if we can catch a wealthy husband."

Zhou Jingya shook her head, "I can’t go. What if Brother Zhengyang sees me?"

"Silly girl, you’re just too naive. If Lu Zhengyang was really dependable, he would have come to find you by now. It’s been so long since the incident, and he hasn’t shown up. What is he compared to Nan Qiao? At best, he’s just an illegitimate child who can’t show his face in public."

Zhou Jingya frowned, clearly torn and distressed.

"Xiao Ya, stop waiting for Lu Zhengyang foolishly. How could a man like him be worthy of you!"

After some thought, Zhou Jingya reluctantly nodded.

"Mom, I’ll go with you. But just so we’re clear, I’m not going to betray Brother Zhengyang."

Zhou Jingya’s expression gave her the appearance of some heroic woman, unyielding in her loyalty to Lu Zhengyang.

...

At this time, Nan Qiao also received an invitation.

Bai Jingting called her and said, "Qiaoqiao, attend the banquet tonight. You could meet kindred spirits. If I could, I’d love to tell everyone there that you’re my sister."

Bai Jingting couldn’t understand why Nan Qiao was unwilling to reveal her identity.

Was the status of the Bai family’s young mistress not good enough?