From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

A dilapidated electric tricycle with several cardboard boxes inside, as if collecting scrap, was parked at the entrance of the villa.

The middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat had dirty marks on his clothes, resembling engine oil.

When the driver of the tricycle saw Nan Qiao standing at the door, he was stunned and blurted out, "You must be the Fourth Miss."

The girl in front of him had eyebrows like a painting and eyes like stars, her moist eyes revealing a hint of cold pride amidst their purity.

She was dressed in simple sportswear that somehow exuded an innate nobility.

Nan Qiao's appearance bore some resemblance to the lady of the house and combined the strengths of both the lady and the gentleman, so the driver recognized her at first sight as the Fourth Miss he was meant to take home.

Fourth Miss?

Not only did Nan Qiao pause, but even Liu Yanfang, who had come out to settle scores with Nan Qiao, was taken aback.

Liu Yanfang hadn't expected someone to address Nan Qiao as the Fourth Miss.

She lives in a small county town, how could she be a Miss?

Liu Yanfang snickered, "The Fourth Miss? Ridiculous!"

The driver didn't hear Liu Yanfang's words, seeing only her haughty demeanor, like a battle-ready hen.

The driver approached Nan Qiao and respectfully said, "Fourth Miss, I am the family driver here to take you home. I apologize for being late. The car broke down nearby, and though I called a mechanic, I had to borrow the mechanic's tricycle, afraid of missing the time to pick you up."

Zhou Hongqi and Zhou Jingya, who had come out of the villa, were dumbfounded and filled with mockery.

Nan Qiao, with her upright posture, clearly a trained individual, was not just an ordinary uncle.

But in Liu Yanfang's eyes, the man was in dirty clothes and riding a battered tricycle, pretending to be a driver. She chuckled disdainfully.

Zhou Jingya walked over to Liu Yanfang and clasped her arm, "Mom, is this sister's dad?"

Uncle Wang frowned deeply, "How could I possibly be the Fourth Miss's father? I am merely a driver for the Bai Family."

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Zhou Jingya's lips as she released Liu Yanfang and walked up to Nan Qiao, looking down on her with disdain, "Sister, why don't you just go back with your scrap-collecting dad? Some people are so poor they can't handle wealth and can only live a lowly life, right Sister?"

Nan Qiao turned her head; being five feet eight inches tall, she towered over five-foot-three-inch Zhou Jingya, looking down at her with slightly raised lips, "Zhou Jingya, I didn't expect you had that much self-awareness. Your cheap life really can't bear wealth."

Zhou Jingya was stunned!

She felt like tearing up Nan Qiao's mouth!

Nan Qiao couldn't even bother to give her a glance, planning to ride in the tricycle to see what her biological parents were like.

If they were like the Zhou Family, she wouldn't stay.

Nan Qiao walked up to Uncle Wang and said in a cold voice, "Uncle Wang, let's go."

"Miss, please get in," Uncle Wang said awkwardly, making a gesture of invitation.

There was no choice; he couldn't borrow a car and had to ride in a tricycle.

Uncle Wang awkwardly explained, "Apologies for the inconvenience, Fourth Miss. I could only borrow a tricycle at the last minute. Once the car is fixed, the situation will be different."

The servants peeking at the doorway were dumbfounded.

"The Bais are so hypocritical. He's pretending to be a driver while he's Nan Qiao's biological father."

"Yeah, how pretentious can they get, living at a garbage dump?"

"If you're going to pretend, at least show up in a proper vehicle, not some broken tricycle!"

"Such bad luck!"

Uncle Wang: ...

Hearing these crude words said so openly, especially with the Zhou Family not objecting, it seemed the Fourth Miss had a hard time in this house.

Uncle Wang retorted unhappily, "Times change every thirty years. How can you look down upon us? Our Fourth Miss is exceedingly noble, not someone you servants can judge!"

Nan Qiao didn't expect Uncle Wang to stand up for her, moved by his gesture.

Nan Qiao's icy gaze turned to the servants as a playful smile played on her lips, "You should think about how long you can still work at Zhou Hongqi's house! He's about to go bankrupt, can he still afford to pay you?"

Uncle Wang raised an eyebrow, loving the way the Fourth Miss spoke.

"Wow, going bankrupt, huh!"

The servants, displeased, wanted to argue when Uncle Wang looked down on them with a fierce look, "The Miss has arrived; move aside!"

Uncle Wang pulled out the keys, started the vehicle, and drove off with Nan Qiao, leaving the servants eating dust.

What's happening?

Is the Zhou Family going bankrupt?

Typically fake!

...

The tricycle continued down the asphalt road for a while before suddenly stopping.

Uncle Wang turned around, still respectful, "Fourth Miss, please get off. Once the car is fixed, I will drive this vehicle to take you home."

Nan Qiao hopped down as Uncle Wang was transferring money to the mechanic.

When Nan Qiao saw the car Uncle Wang was referring to, she was astonished.

Wasn't this a Rolls Royce? Moreover, a custom edition, the only one in the world, and even the license plate was a series of eights.

If Uncle Wang had driven this car to the Zhou Family, probably their eyeballs would have popped out, maybe even audaciously asking her biological parents for child support.

Imagine what Liu Yanfang and Zhou Jingya would think once they knew!

Uncle Wang, unaware of Nan Qiao's thoughts, smiled as he spoke to the mechanic, "Thank you all for your help, and for lending me the tricycle."

"You're too polite."

The mechanic realized, someone who could drive such a car, with a license plate full of eights, must be either rich or noble, a truly top-tier person!

As the mechanic took back his tricycle keys, he watched Uncle Wang and Nan Qiao depart, then posted on his social media.

Caption: The world of the wealthy is too lavish!

Accompanied by a picture he took of the car getting fixed, and a blurred photo of Nan Qiao getting into the vehicle.

This post was seen by Zhou Hongqi.

He had his car repaired by this mechanic before, and they had added each other as friends for convenience.

Just then, a servant came and said, "Ma'am, when Nan Qiao left, she didn't take any family money with her. Everything in her room, even her clothes, is still there."

Liu Yanfang scoffed, "That's more like it. If she dared take anything from the house, I would definitely call the police to catch her! Throw away all the clothes she wore, they are an eyesore!"

"Understood," the servant replied.

After the servant left, Zhou Hongqi handed his phone to Liu Yanfang, "Yanfang, isn't this Qiaoqiao? That driver isn't driving a tricycle; he's driving a Rolls Royce!"

Liu Yanfang scoffed dismissively, "Impossible! How could Nan Qiao be the daughter of a wealthy family, a girl who rides in luxury cars; it must just be someone wearing the same clothes as Nan Qiao."

Zhou Jingya exclaimed, "That's too much of a coincidence."

Zhou Jingya felt upset inside.

Liu Yanfang laughed coldly, "Unless, she is the daughter of the richest man!"

At the same time, Nan Qiao also learned about her parents' status, and was once again stunned.

She was actually the daughter of the richest man??