The Favored Heiress
Chapter 295: Buying a Shirt for My Boyfriend

Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Buying a Shirt for My Boyfriend

She put the straw into the cup and held it out to Li San, saying, "Who else can I turn to, when it was you who picked me up in the first place? Big Brother, you are my rebirth parents."

The term "rebirth parents" really grated on his ears.

Li San looked at the cup of water in front of him, glanced at Nan Xin, and pursed his lips with a frown, "Don’t drink it, take it away."

Nan Xin, puzzled, still put the cup of water down and probed, "Angry? I was just joking."

Li San didn’t make a sound and slowly closed his eyes.

When he was unconscious, he clearly heard this woman say she liked him; not only that, but it seemed she had even stolen a kiss from him.

Damn, could it be that he was out of his mind, all imagining it himself?

...

After a while, the hospital room fell silent again. Li Qiao waited a few seconds before slowly sauntering in.

Nan Xin sat at the head of the bed, hand propping up her cheek, tracing Li San’s features with her gaze.

Upon hearing the sound, she stood up guiltily as if caught in the act.

"Baby, you’re here!"

Li Qiao looked at her with a faint light in her eyes, but there was a hint of roguishness deep within them.

Li San also opened his eyes at the right moment, looking darkly at Nan Xin.

The atmosphere between the two seemed a bit off.

Li Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth and stretched out her hand to take out several bottles of experimental medicine and hand them to Nan Xin. "This is the lab-developed miracle drug, with oral and topical varieties, remember to use them as explained."

Nan Xin took the pile of white bottles; they had no markings, only blue explanatory labels attached. She nodded, "Okay."

Li Qiao glanced at the annoyed Li San and then at Nan Xin, whose eyes flickered. Waving her hand, she turned to walk out while throwing a vague remark, "I have something else to attend to, I’ll take my leave, you two continue."

Continue what?

Nan Xin licked her lips, feeling a bit irritated.

She wondered if she had revealed something inadvertently.

At that moment, there was a noise from the bed. Nan Xin turned to look and exclaimed, "Boss, what are you doing? The doctor said you can’t get up."

Li San coldly said three words, "Restroom."

Nan Xin put down the bottles and quickly pressed down on Li San’s shoulders, "Don’t move, I’ll ask the nurse if we can insert a catheter."

"Nan Xin!" Li San’s hands braced against the edge of the bed, his teeth clenched as he said, "You want me to use that thing?"

"Then... what else?" Nan Xin placed her hands on her waist.

Fire flashed in Li San’s eyes, but after a moment, he eased his tone, raised his eyebrows at Nan Xin with a sinister smile that seemed far from well-intentioned, "You come."

...

After leaving the hospital, Li Qiao did not return to the laboratory building.

She sat in her car and made a phone call to Luoyu.

"Miss Li." Luoyu answered the call with respectful formality.

Li Qiao leaned her elbow on the car window and asked in a light voice, "Is Master Yan at the Mansion?"

Luoyu glanced at several people sitting in the Mansion’s living room and replied in a softer voice, "Yes, at the Mansion. Master Qiu and Young Master Ou are also here."

At that, a playful light surfaced in Li Qiao’s eyes.

Now that her third brother was awake, the matter between him and Ou Bai indeed needed to be resolved.

Li Qiao didn’t say much. After hanging up the phone, she planned to make a trip to the South Sea Mansion.

But on the way, she suddenly changed lanes and turned into the side road of Starlight World Mall.

Meanwhile, in the South Sea Mansion’s living room, the atmosphere was far from good.

Shang Yu, Qiu Huan, and Ou Bai were seated on diagonally opposing sofas, with several contracts lying on the black and gold marble coffee table.

Luoyu and Liuyun stood off to the side with their hands behind their backs, eyes staring straight ahead.

At that moment, Ou Bai’s gaze fell on the folder. After a long pause, he looked incredulously at Shang Yu, "Shaoyan, what do you mean by this?"

Qiu Huan, with his legs crossed and leisurely smoking, blew out a puff of smoke, "What else could it mean? It’s to ensure you don’t die."

"Shut up, I wasn’t asking you," Ou Bai shot him a cold glance and turned back to Shang Yu, "Why are you suddenly making me go to British Imperial to film?"

After the incident at the border, he had planned to take a break from acting to rest and recuperate.

So why was Shaoyan suddenly sending him to British Imperial? Was it to exploit his labor?

At this time, Shang Yu sat opposite Ou Bai, with his right leg resting over his left, he loosened his shirt collar, his voice deep, "Don’t want to go?"

Seeing the indignant look on Ou Bai’s face, along with the scar on his chin, Qiu Huan found him rather ferocious-looking.

Therefore, kicking across the coffee table, Qiu Huan interjected, "Are you stupid? You almost killed Li San this time. If they don’t send you away, aren’t you afraid of him seeking revenge once he’s out of the hospital?"

Ou Bai faltered, clearly not having considered this relationship.

His expression was murky as he looked at Shang Yu, not knowing what else to say.

It wasn’t just to protect him, but also a disguised form of punishment.

Seeing that Ou Bai wasn’t speaking, Qiu Huan, unable to guess his thoughts and glancing at the indifferent Shang Yu, added, "Ou Bai, I’m not being nosy, but don’t think that sending you overseas to film is superfluous.

Li San may not have significant influence in the South Sea, but because he was shot due to you, he definitely won’t swallow his anger.

Let me put it this way—for someone like Li San, if he wants to make a move against you, he wouldn’t think twice about taking on a hundred Ou Families.

So, you shouldn’t feel wronged by Shaoyan’s actions. You are the one at fault, and you must accept that. Even if you’re reluctant, you have to endure it."

...

On the other side, at the men’s clothing section on the fifth floor of Starlight World Mall, at the TA brand store,

Li Qiao selected three top-tier black mother-of-pearl buttoned shirts and sat in the VIP area after paying with her card, waiting for the clerk to pack them up nicely.

She was flipping through a brand magazine in her hands, feeling quite pleased.

Li Qiao didn’t know what brand of shirts Shang Yu usually wore and wasn’t very familiar with men’s clothing.

But this luxury store had over two hundred years of history and was considered a brand that served the old European Royal Family. A single shirt cost over three hundred thousand, with exquisite craftsmanship that very much suited Shang Yu’s noble and proud demeanor.

It wasn’t even ten minutes before the store clerk politely handed Li Qiao the specially crafted leather bag and escorted her to the door with meticulous service, "Miss, we welcome you to shop with us again."

Li Qiao looked down at the black leather bag containing the shirts. It was indeed very exquisite. After thanking the clerk, she left the counter.

The clerk watched her leave from the shop entrance, thinking to himself: This girl must be wealthy, spending over a million to buy three identical men’s shirts.

Li Qiao carrying the leather bag, stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for level B3.

As the elevator descended to the first floor, the door opened, and two men walked in side by side.

Only two people were in the elevator cabin at the moment, Li Qiao and another cleaner.

The moment the two men steadied themselves, they exclaimed, "Miss Li."

Li Qiao lazily lifted her eyelids, looking at the somewhat familiar face, unable to recall.

The man, seeing Li Qiao looking blank and unacquainted, quickly introduced himself, "Miss Li, do you remember me? I’m Jing Ruian."

Hearing his surname, Li Qiao nodded her head as a sign of recognition.

The second son of the Jing Family, one of the Five Giants.