From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 537 The 10th Generation Successor of the Wan Family

Chapter 537: Chapter 537 The 10th Generation Successor of the Wan Family

Li Yehan and Bai Jingting took the lead, letting Nan Qiao stay outside and react accordingly.

Nan Qiao obediently stood outside while Bai Jingting and Li Yehan went inside.

The woman who was originally lying in bed had many dark little bugs crawling on her body.

The wriggling little bugs made Bai Jingting think of maggots; could this woman have become infested with maggots?

Bai Jingting took out his phone, switched to silent mode, snapped a photo, and turned around to show Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao froze: "Is she the vessel for the poisonous insects?"

That is way too many.

"Qiaoqiao, don’t go in yet. Call Zheng Qinnian over and have him check the situation."

Zheng Qinnian: I’m really grateful!

Nan Qiao put on the protective suit: "Don’t worry, I know how to handle this."

Once fully geared, Nan Qiao went inside.

"Big brother, you should go out. You’re not in protective clothing; it’s not safe."

Bai Jingting was worried: "Qiaoqiao, call a few more people to handle it. Don’t go in."

"Big brother, these poisonous insects don’t attack humans. Their host is nearly dead, which weakens their attack power and makes this the best time to check."

Realizing the situation, Bai Jingting stood behind Nan Qiao, constantly on guard.

Fortunately, the room was large enough that Li Yehan could come in and stand without hindering Nan Qiao’s work.

Nan Qiao used tweezers to pick up the poisonous insects, placing them in a glass bottle and into a bag.

Then she checked the woman’s injuries; poisonous insects had crawled out from her chest, eating her flesh.

The woman was near death, and the poisonous insects inside her were the first to notice.

Needing food, they emerged to eat the woman’s flesh.

If they could eat a bit, they’d take it.

Nan Qiao opened the medical box and poured a bottle of medicine on the woman.

Pretty soon, the poisonous insects hastened to escape, not daring to linger on the woman’s body.

Bai Jingting was amazed: My sister is awesome!

This is too incredible!

Nan Qiao placed a special box on the ground; before long, the fleeing poisonous insects entered the box.

Once all the insects were inside, Nan Qiao packed away the box and fed the woman a pill.

The room windows were opened for ventilation, and the woman on the bed took the medicine.

Soon, the previously lifeless woman slowly opened her eyes.

Nan Qiao stood beside Li Yehan, still in protective gear, observing the woman on the bed.

The woman’s face was ruined, covered in wounds with no patches of healthy skin.

"Who are you."

The woman, lying in bed, heard a clear voice.

Though steady and calm, she felt an overwhelmingly powerful sense of pressure.

Forcing her to speak the truth quickly, wary of her life.

The woman opened her mouth; she found she could speak again, no longer as difficult as before.

"My name is Wan Sang. I am the tenth-generation heir of the Wan Family from the Miao Region."

Wan Sang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Nan Qiao’s face.

Such a cute, fair-skinned girl, clearly soft-hearted, is a good person.

In these times, there are still many good people!

Nan Qiao was slightly excited.

An excited heart, trembling hands.

Speak of the devil, and the devil appears!

Nan Qiao asked: "You know Jiang Linyu, right."

Wan Sang trembled, struggling to sit up.

"You know her too?"

Nan Qiao: "What a coincidence, she and I are enemies. The curse in her body, did you place it? Was it also you who prepared to curse me?"

Wan Sang froze.

From one wolf’s den, she had fallen into another?

Wan Sang shivered.

Looking at the smiling girl, Wan Sang felt only fear, retracting her previous thought.

This wasn’t a good girl; she was clearly a clever little fox!

A shrewd little fox!

Wan Sang was terrified, sensing her end was near.

Nan Qiao took a step forward, slightly bending: "Wan Sang, you must know many of Jiang Linyu’s secrets."

In Wan Sang’s sight was a beautiful face, skin smooth as silk, a gaze naive to the world, large eyes like grapes, dark and bright.

How could such a pretty girl be cunning?

"I..."

Wan Sang was about to speak when a violent cough interrupted.

Nan Qiao turned her body, laying her on her side.

Wan Sang coughed up black blood, but her spirit remained intact.

Nan Qiao spoke gently: "Continue to heal; once well, remember to repay me."

Wan Sang found herself staring into Nan Qiao’s ink-black eyes, full of anxiety.

Without waiting for Wan Sang’s reply, Nan Qiao’s tone turned cold: "Unwilling to tell me?"

"Willing, I’m willing, I’m willing for anything." Wan Sang hastily declared.

She wanted to live.

She wanted revenge!

She needed to surrender!

Serving anyone was service, as long as she could live.

Nan Qiao smiled: "Then show me, won’t you."

Li Yehan glanced sideways at Wan Sang, scaring her into quickly closing her eyes.

Invisible, thus not afraid.

She was the tenth-generation heir of the Wan Family; how did she fall into such a situation?

...

Nan Qiao walked back home, the sun had come up; although it was a bit cold, her mood was great.

"We are one step closer to the truth," Nan Qiao exclaimed joyfully.

"Our family’s Qiaoqiao is truly amazing." Li Yehan praised softly.

Bai Jingting glanced at Li Yehan; was this still the person he knew?

Listen to this gentle tone, it’s like night and day.

Bai Jingting internally grumbled, outwardly adding gentle praise: "Sister, you’re truly amazing. Few have your skills."

Li Yehan squinted at Bai Jingting: "Qiaoqiao’s skills are naturally unmatched by the average person."

Nan Qiao immediately sensed the tension between them and quickly intervened.

"Speaking of which, it’s thanks to you two for protecting me, allowing me to save people without worry."

Li Yehan and Bai Jingting were both pleased by the compliment.

Their just-aroused antennae were smoothed down by Nan Qiao with ease.

Li Yehan and Bai Jingting stood by Nan Qiao’s side like protectors.

The three continued walking, coming to face Liu Feng and Xiu’er.

With weapons in hand, the two hurriedly approached.

"Young mistress, how is the ghost lady? Shouldn’t we drive her out?" Xiu’er worriedly asked.

"Xiu’er, she’s not a ghost lady; she has a name. She will stay here temporarily to heal; prepare some light food for her. If you approach closely, be sure to wear protective gear first; let Xiao Sanzi deliver the food to her; it’s best you don’t get close."

Liu Feng glanced at the room, feeling a shiver down his spine.

"Young mistress, please minimize contact; it’s too dangerous. Safety first."

"I will be careful."

Xiu’er: "Young mistress, come quickly for some food. Freshly steamed buns and the mushroom vegetable buns and dried meat buns you wanted are ready."

"Let’s hurry back. I’m indeed hungry."

Nan Qiao got into the car, eager to return home and enjoy a warm bun.

Chen Xinwan and Bai Zhenyang were waiting by the door, anxiously watching for Nan Qiao’s return; upon seeing her, both sighed in relief.

Seeing their daughter, they felt peace at last.