From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

Nan Qiao, with an awkward face, closed her laptop, and Bai Zhenyang and Chen Xinwan came back to their senses.

Chen Xinwan quickly stepped forward, both shocked and delighted, "Daughter, what did you get? This is too magical. Daughter, how many more surprises do you have that we don't know about? How come my daughter is so amazing!"

Bai Zhenyang, "Qiaoqiao, are you the expert?"

Nan Qiao knew she couldn't hide it; she had not expected the two to come back so soon.

Nan Qiao explained softly, "I once studied with that expert for a while; these simple tasks, I can handle."

Chen Xinwan lamented again, "My dear daughter, what kind of life have you been living before? My poor girl, you've suffered so much..."

Bai Zhenyang looked at Nan Qiao with a loving gaze, also full of tenderness: "Qiaoqiao, from now on, dad and mom will definitely not let you suffer any more."

Nan Qiao, feeling the couple's goodwill, was touched in her heart.

She had thought that the two would question and doubt her, but she hadn't expected that they would trust her so much.

Nan Qiao said to Bai Zhenyang, "Give me your phone for a moment, I'm going to install an app on it so you can monitor the ward. If you spot any suspicious people, you can take necessary action immediately."

Bai Zhenyang quickly handed over his phone; Nan Qiao opened it, and after some operations, she discovered that someone had planted something on Bai Zhenyang's phone.

Nan Qiao quickly cleaned the virus from Bai Zhenyang's phone and reinforced the firewall before setting up the monitoring display.

Bai Zhenyang, watching his daughter's operations, committed them to memory.

The three of them dealt with the situation in the hospital and left.

No sooner had Nan Qiao left than someone at the hospital reported the matter.

...

The message reached Bai Yurou's ears.

The girl stood by the window, watching the morning sun rise bit by bit, just like her position, she too was climbing up little by little.

"Miss, the master and madam brought a girl here. They stayed in the ward for a long time, no idea what they were doing."

Bai Yurou's regular features revealed a hint of ruthlessness, yet her tone was truly approachable, contrasting sharply with her appearance.

"I know."

Bai Yurou hung up the phone and took out another cell phone to turn on an app, attempting to eavesdrop on Bai Zhenyang's phone.

Just as she opened it, she discovered that a virus had been planted.

Bai Yurou: !!

She immediately turned off the phone, feeling a chill all over.

She paced back and forth in the room.

"They couldn't possibly know about Grandma's condition, could they?"

"No, it's impossible for them to know! No one in the Bai Family practices medicine, even if they did, they couldn't possibly know about the poison in the old lady's body."

While pacing, Bai Yurou muttered to herself, her heart anxious and uneasy, fearing that everything would be revealed.

She took out her phone and called someone: "It looks like we've been exposed."

After sending the message, she quickly booked a flight back home.

This time, she was determined to take back everything that belonged to her!

...

The night sky was dotted with stars.

After her bath, Nan Qiao sat on the sofa and sent out a message: "Is the lab ready?"

"Boss, don't you trust me? Everything's ready, just waiting for you to come and check it out."

Nan Qiao, "Okay, tomorrow at ten in the morning."

"Got it, boss, don't be a stranger."

Nan Qiao sent another message to someone else: "How is the preparation of the medicinal materials?"

"Boss, everything's prepped and I'll deliver them to Houzi tomorrow. Boss, shall we have lunch tomorrow?"

"Sure, you guys pick the time and place, my treat."

After giving her instructions, Nan Qiao finally lay down in bed.

The comfortable bed, the soft quilt, and the pink puffy plush toys were all beside the pillow.

Everything was so beautiful, everything was so unreal.

She had never imagined that she could meet her birth parents, let alone that she wasn't Zhou Hongqi's child.

Indeed, in a normal family, who would treat their own child like that?

Nan Qiao lay in the comfortable bed and fell asleep.

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In the hospital ward, Old Mr. Li flew into a rage.

"Li Yehan, you're really useless! At your age, to not even have a partner, are you trying to kill me with anger?"

Li Yehan sat in a chair, his long legs crossed over each other, with nowhere to rest his lanky limbs.

Old Mr. Li was so angry because Zhou Hongqi had called the Li family to propose they continue with the arranged marriage, only for Li Yehan to take the call and coldly reject it.

Old Mr. Li took a deep breath, still feeling his breath constricted.

"How am I supposed to face Brother Zhou in the netherworld after you do this?"

Li Yehan replied, "So you'd trade my happiness for that? Didn't you even say you liked Miss Nan Qiao?"

This...

Old Mr. Li pondered and finally conceded that a forced union would not be sweet. Since Li Yehan had his own mind, how could he control him?

"Fine, since you don't want the marriage, we'll break it off. But you must give the Zhou Family some compensation. That way, a hundred years from now, I won't be too embarrassed when I meet Brother Zhou."

Li Yehan stood up and left without looking back.

"You little rascal, are you even listening to me!"

Even as Old Mr. Li furiously scolded, Li Yehan didn't turn back.

Uncle Fu brought Old Mr. Li a cup of tea and consoled him, "Master, don't be angry with Young Mr. Ye Han. Look, Young Mr. Ye Han has already agreed to pursue Miss Nan Qiao, hasn't he?"

Old Mr. Li: ??

"Ah Fu, how can you tell?"

"Young Mr. Ye Han himself said it. Didn't you say you found Miss Nan Qiao a better choice? Master, who knows, by next year you might be cradling a great-grandchild. Maybe even twins? A grandson and a granddaughter both."

A smile spread across Old Mr. Li's face, "Ah Fu, you're absolutely right. That blockhead Ye Han can scheme with the best of them in the business world, but when it comes to love, he's just hopeless."

Uncle Fu replied, "Master, you needn't worry about Young Mr. Ye Han. When a man meets the woman he likes, he'll surely come around."

Comforted by these words, Old Mr. Li took out his phone and sent Li Yehan a list of pointers.

At that moment, Li Yehan, sitting in his car, kept receiving notifications on his phone.

Opening them, they were all messages from Old Mr. Li.

"Ye Han, according to what I've read online, when inviting a girl into your car, you should say, 'Princess, please get in.'"

"When dealing with girls, be generous. We're so wealthy, you cannot afford to be stingy. Always respect the girl's wishes, never do anything coercive!"

Old Mr. Li sent a whole list of rambling instructions, afraid that Li Yehan would fail to win over Nan Qiao.

Li Yehan read it all but didn't reply to Old Mr. Li.

...

The next morning, Nan Qiao woke at five o'clock.

She ran downstairs for half an hour, practiced a set of martial arts, then went back to her room to shower and change.

When she took the elevator downstairs, Nan Qiao saw a lady standing by two rows of racks, who respectfully said, "Good morning, Fourth Miss."

Nan Qiao: ?

Nan Qiao walked down the stairs, her delicate face as though sculpted by a master artist. Her jewel-like eyes sparkled brilliantly, containing stardust.

"Who are you?" Nan Qiao asked.

The woman replied, "Good morning, Fourth Miss. I am the designer responsible for your outings. Tell me your schedule for the day, and I'll help you match outfits and do the styling."

As she spoke, Chen Xinwan also came out of the elevator, smiling brightly at Nan Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, why are you up so early? Is the bed at home not comfortable? Mom will go with you today to pick out a new bed. Try them out and whichever you like, we'll buy."

Nan Qiao said with a smile, "No need, I'm used to getting up early."

Chen Xinwan was still not reassured, worried that Nan Qiao was too shy to speak up.

It seemed necessary to get Qiaoqiao a comfortable new bed after all.

Chen Xinwan continued, "Qiaoqiao, this is the designer Mom found for you, to match your outfits according to your needs and even design the clothes you want."

Nan Qiao gently refused, "Thank you, it's not necessary to go to such trouble. I'm used to wearing sportswear."

Persistent as she was, Chen Xinwan eventually had to let the designer leave with the clothing.

The exiting designer was still in shock, unable to believe it. This was the new found heiress of the Bai Family?

What about Bai Yurou? She'll definitely be abandoned, right?

But this beauty they've found, there's no way you can tell she came from an obscure place.

Just then, a servant came in and said, "Madam, Miss Yurou has returned."

Nan Qiao's eyes turned towards the outside, she too was curious to see what this Bai Yurou was like.

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