From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 529: Does Mr. Li have leverage against him?

Chapter 529: Chapter 529: Does Mr. Li have leverage against him?

Nan Qiao was eating a bun, and upon hearing Liu Feng’s words, her eyes curved into a smile.

"Aunt Liu, you’re so bold!"

Liu Feng was so praised that her fighting spirit soared, feeling endlessly energetic.

"Miss, I’ll hang up now. I have to keep working hard and keep a close watch on them at all times!"

Nan Qiao hung up the phone and continued eating with Li Yehan.

At the table, Grandpa Bai said, "Qiaoqiao, Yehan, your grandma and I have decided to go back home for a while. We’ll let your mom stay here with you for now."

With such a big incident, Grandpa Bai was also uneasy about leaving home unattended.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, you go home and check on things; don’t worry about me. I’m safe here, and Nan Shan is skilled in martial arts, he can also protect me. The affairs at home require your oversight."

Nan Qiao was also worried that if something really happened, it wouldn’t catch them off guard.

Ultimately, Grandpa Bai and Granny Bai took Chen Xinwan home first.

If anything happened on Nan Qiao’s side, they would rush over immediately.

After seeing them off, Nan Qiao sat on the swing, with Nan Shan gently pushing from behind.

"Master, this place isn’t as good as Qing Shan. There are no bad people in Qing Shan."

Nan Qiao looked up at the hazy sky and said softly, "I have family, friends, and a career here; I can’t just leave. Nan Shan, you can go back for a visit. Your senior brothers and sisters will take good care of you; your little friends are still there."

Nan Shan stopped pushing the swing and crouched down beside Nan Qiao like an injured puppy.

"Master, I won’t go, I won’t go back. Wherever you are, that’s where I’ll be."

Nan Qiao paused, speaking gently, "Nan Shan, do you remember the abandoned lab where I rescued you?"

Nan Shan’s body involuntarily trembled, a fear ingrained in his bones.

It was as if every day, every moment, he was enduring inhuman torment, which terrified him.

Nan Qiao reached out her hand, gently placing it on Nan Shan’s head.

The once agitated Nan Shan gradually calmed down.

Nan Qiao spoke softly, "Nan Shan, I don’t want you to recall those painful memories. I want to ask if you remember what the doctor who tortured you looked like?"

Nan Shan slowly raised his head, fear climbing out from the depths of his eyes.

"Forget it, if you don’t want to remember, we won’t." Nan Qiao concluded that this attempt had failed again.

Nan Qiao also wanted to know what the doctor conducting the experiments looked like, hoping to trace the truth and possibly find a way to heal Nan Shan.

Nan Qiao noticed that Nan Shan’s cognitive abilities were starting to weaken.

At this rate, Nan Shan’s physical functions would also deteriorate until they were life-threatening.

Thinking about this possibility, Nan Qiao felt uneasy.

Getting off the swing, Nan Qiao walked along the path, with Nan Shan following closely behind.

"Master, please don’t be upset. I’ll try to remember now."

"Nan Shan, I’m not upset. If you can’t remember, then don’t force it. The chef made hot pot; let’s go have some together."

Once food was mentioned, Nan Shan instantly forgot about what had just happened and cheerfully followed Nan Qiao for hot pot.

...

While Nan Shan was napping, Nan Qiao took a car to the laboratory.

Zheng Qinnian was also there and, upon learning of Nan Qiao’s visit, quickly came out to greet her, worried that anything there might affect the pregnant Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao sat in the office as Zheng Qinnian placed the data in front of her.

"According to the test results, Li Tianyi’s family has no connection with the poisonous insect. Their bodies are clean, without any traces of the poisonous insect."

This answer made Nan Qiao start to doubt herself. Was she overthinking things?

Nan Qiao said nothing, noticing Zheng Qinnian’s calm face, he sat down, voice low.

"Qiaoqiao, maybe we’ve all made a mistake."

Facing Zheng Qinnian’s calm demeanor, Nan Qiao smiled, "If we made a mistake, so be it. It’s actually better. If they really have an issue, Grandpa Li wouldn’t be able to bear it."

There were only two sons; if both were like this, who could handle it?

"Qiaoqiao, Director Nie’s team has used reagents to identify the criminal, who is now detained. Tomorrow, he wishes to invite you to a meal and asked me to see if you’d go."

"I’m not going. You know my current situation makes socializing inconvenient."

Zheng Qinnian slightly nodded, understanding that Nan Qiao’s current health condition didn’t allow her to go out for meals or drinks.

Just as they were talking, Nan Qiao’s phone rang with a call from an unknown number.

Nan Qiao answered, and before she could speak, she heard Mo Shaolin’s distressed and angry voice.

"Sister-in-law, can you come back and manage your disciple? He pulled down my pants to apply medicine on my buttocks. Sister-in-law, do you think this is appropriate?"

Nan Qiao, unable to hide her embarrassment, replied, "Not appropriate, indeed not appropriate. Hold on, I’ll come back now. If it’s really a problem, get Old Wu to distract Nan Shan with some good food."

"Sister-in-law, please hurry back. I fear my buttocks can’t hold out much longer."

Nan Qiao hung up and got up to leave.

Zheng Qinnian, also worried about Nan Shan’s condition, offered her a ride.

"You stay here and continue with the follow-up work. The driver brought me here, don’t worry."

Nan Qiao briskly walked out, the driver already waiting at the entrance.

She got into the car, urging the driver to speed up, to prevent any further issues with Nan Shan’s antics.

...

Meanwhile,

at the Li Family Manor.

Mo Shaolin stood against the wall, wrapped in a thick quilt.

Old Wu and Old Liu were holding onto Nan Shan.

Old Wu said, "Did he take some kind of stimulant? The two of us pulling on him can’t hold him back."

Old Liu added, "My arms are about to break; he has endless strength!"

Both of them were trained in martial arts, and there was no need to mention their strength.

But now, Nan Shan was nearly breaking free from their hold.

"Let go of me, I just want to apply the medicine as Master instructed, to heal faster."

Mo Shaolin retorted, "I don’t need you to apply anything, go away!"

Nan Shan stopped struggling, feeling heavy-hearted, "I don’t want to make Master angry, I want to atone."

Nan Shan feared that if he caused trouble, Nan Qiao would send him back to Qing Shan.

He didn’t want to go back; he wanted to stay with his master.

Mo Shaolin watched as Nan Shan’s mood fell, like a child who had done something wrong.

Mo Shaolin was sweating under the blanket he was wrapped in.

"Why didn’t you explain it clearly? I thought you had other intentions towards me."

Nan Shan stared blankly, "What kind of intentions?"

Old Wu & Old Liu: "..."

They couldn’t bear to look, really couldn’t.

Mr. Li was so strategic and shrewd, how could he associate with such a good buddy?

Did Mr. Li have some kind of hold over Mo Shaolin, forcing him to befriend this guy?

Old Wu and Old Liu exchanged glances, both thinking this explanation was highly probable.

Mr. Li, your hardship is truly understood!