From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 545 Nan Qiao, I Remembered Something

Chapter 545: Chapter 545 Nan Qiao, I Remembered Something

Old Mr. Li arrived at the Bai Family with something.

Nan Qiao was about to go out.

Upon learning that Old Mr. Li had arrived, she decided not to go out for the moment.

Soon, Old Mr. Li came in with Uncle Fu.

Behind Uncle Fu was a bodyguard carrying something; the bodyguard handed it to Uncle Fu and left.

Old Mr. Li and Uncle Fu entered, both putting on shoe covers at the entrance to avoid dirtying the floor.

These shoe covers wrapped around the shoes immediately when stepped into. Very convenient.

"Grandfather, why have you come? If you need something, you can just call me; I’ll go back to see you."

"You need to rest too, and I had nothing much to do; just treating it as a stroll." Old Mr. Li sat down.

Uncle Fu handed a box to Nan Qiao: "This is a gift from the master to you."

Nan Qiao accepted it and, seeing such a thick ginseng, naturally recognized its value.

"Grandfather, this gift is too precious, and you need it more than I do. In critical times, it can save lives."

"Precisely because it can save lives, I brought it over for you. I heard about the poisonous insect situation, Qiaoqiao, you must be careful."

Old Mr. Li’s greatest wish is to hold a great-grandchild.

As long as he can see the child’s birth, even if it means dying afterwards, he’d be content!

"Grandfather, you really don’t need to worry. Take the ginseng back; I also have ginseng here."

Last time, Old Mr. Li also gifted her ginseng.

Today’s piece is surely Old Mr. Li’s last treasure.

No matter his intention, whether it’s due to affection for the child in her belly, Nan Qiao felt grateful.

"Qiaoqiao, just accept it. I don’t lack money; I can buy more later." Money can make anything happen.

With so much money, buying ginseng is not a difficult task.

Eventually, Nan Qiao accepted the invaluable ginseng again.

Nan Qiao thought about how to return the favor to Old Mr. Li.

After chatting for a while, Uncle Fu handed another contract to Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao looked at the words on it bewilderingly, thoroughly surprised.

"Grandfather, are you giving me a factory?"

"Raising children nowadays is entirely different from our times. Nowadays, raising children is meticulous; food and drink must be carefully chosen. So I bought a factory; its production line is for making baby sanitary wipes and diapers. You can inspect it first; if the quality isn’t good, you can find someone to redesign and buy materials again."

"Thank you, Grandfather. Your gifts are all too precious." Nan Qiao felt uneasy holding them.

"Qiaoqiao, you’re my granddaughter-in-law, and you’re the Young Lady of our Li Family. My possessions can’t be taken with me when I die, they’ll be divided among you all eventually. I’m giving them to you, so just keep them."

Old Mr. Li stood up intending to leave, fearing that Nan Qiao might try to return the gifts.

"Qiaoqiao, I should go back now; make sure to rest more."

After a few reminders, Old Mr. Li left with Uncle Fu.

Nan Qiao walked Old Mr. Li out, holding the contract in her hand, feeling overwhelmed with favor.

Liu Feng said: "Young Lady, Old Mr. Li really treats you well. It’s obvious he sincerely cares for you."

As for the child, it’s indeed the Young Lady’s offspring.

What Old Mr. Li presents is an expression of love, starting with Nan Qiao, leading to the child.

Liu Feng understood this very clearly.

Nan Qiao found Liu Feng’s analysis amusing.

"Young Lady, please don’t laugh; I’m stating facts. You’re so astute and sensible; it’s only natural for him to love a younger generation like you."

Listening to Liu Feng, Nan Qiao heard nothing but praise.

No matter what she does, Liu Feng would only do one thing: offer compliments.

"How is Wan Sang doing?"

Liu Feng replied: "Her spirits are much better than before; her words express gratitude towards the Young Lady."

"I’ll go check on her." Nan Qiao handed the contract to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng placed it in the large apron pocket, convenient for carrying items.

...

Wan Sang could come out to soak up some sun. The warm sunlight shone on her, yet Wan Sang didn’t feel warm, still feeling cold.

The poisonous insect crawled out from her wound, with half its body inside the wound and half outside, giving a horrifying sight.

Liu Feng wasn’t seeing the poisonous insect for the first time, yet she was frightened and didn’t dare approach.

Not daring to approach, she restrained Nan Qiao, not wanting her to go near.

Nan Qiao waved her hand: "It’s okay."

Liu Feng knew Nan Qiao’s capability; looking at the nauseating poisonous insect, Liu Feng could only retreat a few steps.

Wan Sang let down her sleeve, covering the poisonous insect on her arm to avoid scaring others.

Monitoring Wan Sang, Xiao Sanzi said: Fine, I just have to not be afraid!

But indeed, he was very afraid!

Such things truly are frightening!

Wan Sang forced a smile: "You came."

This ’you’, called in such manner, made Nan Qiao feel old.

Moreover, Nan Qiao discovered that Wan Sang seemed not to hold out hope for survival in her own situation.

"You don’t need to be so scared; I don’t intend to kill you. Wan Sang, I’m keeping you because you are still useful. You are the tenth-generation descendant of the Wan Family, and you have great practical value. Those people who wanted to find you using the poisonous insect, I stopped them."

Wan Sang forced a smile: "Thank you."

Despite surviving the ordeal, Wan Sang dared not become careless.

"If those people sent the poisonous insect after me, and if it truly was Mei Tian Sha Zi as you said, then the person commanding me must have been her too. Once she finds her enemies, she will definitely seek revenge for herself!"

Nan Qiao asked: "You should have the contact information of the person who meets them, right? Have you seen their appearance? Do you remember?"

Saying that, Nan Qiao took out a sketchpad.

"If you do, you describe, and I’ll draw." While there’s time, just depict it first.

Wan Sang: "..."

She didn’t expect Nan Qiao to be so prepared and so capable.

Witnessing this, Wan Sang was genuinely flabbergasted.

Is there anything this girl couldn’t do?

Wan Sang’s thoughts drifted, and Nan Qiao waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

Wan Sang returned to reality in an instant, smiling at Nan Qiao: "Nothing much, let’s proceed. I’ll describe, you record."

Wan Sang told Nan Qiao everything she knew, meticulously describing the physical features and the body.

Wan Sang spoke in detail, and Nan Qiao drew effortlessly.

The collaboration worked, and soon Nan Qiao sketched out a man.

"Is it like this?" Nan Qiao flipped the sketchpad for her to see.

Wan Sang glanced and was utterly astonished.

"You’ve drawn it exceptionally well."

Nan Qiao: "Seems like I got it right."

Nan Qiao took a picture of the portrait and sent it to Hou Ze, asking him to investigate and identify this man as soon as possible.

Having done these tasks, Nan Qiao felt much relieved.

"Rest well, remember to take your medicine. You’re safe residing here, so don’t worry." As Nan Qiao prepared to leave, Wan Sang called her.

"Nan Qiao, I remembered something."