From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 292: Fallen Into It?

Nan Qiao drove to find Lan Qingran, who, the hotel informed her, had already checked out.

Nan Qiao pulled out her phone from her pocket, intending to call Lan Qingran. Just then, her phone rang. It was a message from Lan Qingran.

Lan Qingran: "Jingjing, seeing you live so happily puts my mind at ease. I’ve returned the car to Li Yehan and gone back to Shui Jing Island. Jingjing, don’t bother to see me off. Jingjing, I only wish for your happiness, to be happy forever, always."

Nan Qiao replied to Lan Qingran: "Brother Qingran, when I have time, I’ll bring my family to visit Shui Jing Island. Take care on your journey, and give my regards to Master."

Lan Qingran didn’t reply to Nan Qiao’s message.

Nan Qiao, holding her bag, walked towards where the car was parked.

At that moment, she saw a familiar figure in her eyes.

Li Yehan was there.

Nan Qiao tilted her head to look at Li Yehan, walking up to him: "How did you know I was here?"

Li Yehan seemed to be able to pinpoint her location precisely - did he have clairvoyance?

"I heard that Lan Qingran had left, and you didn’t tell me about it either. So I suspected it might have been a silent departure. That’s why I came here to see if I might find you. Indeed, Qiaoqiao and I have always been fated."

Taking Nan Qiao’s hand, Li Yehan said in a low voice, "Qiaoqiao, you are going to drive me to the office."

"How did you get here?" Nan Qiao asked.

"The driver brought me here, but he had something come up suddenly and drove off."

Nan Qiao: "..."

She wasn’t so sure.

"Qiaoqiao, I really didn’t drive."

Nan Qiao pointed at her car: "Get in the car, then."

Li Yehan took the driver’s seat and had Nan Qiao sit in the passenger seat.

"I’ll drive."

Nan Qiao handed him the car keys.

Li Yehan drove while Nan Qiao sat in the passenger seat.

Throughout the drive, Li Yehan was in a good mood, whistling from time to time.

Nan Qiao leaned forward to look at him: "You seem very happy. Did you win the lottery?"

Li Yehan raised his eyebrows, joyfully saying, "My rival has left and given up on pursuing you. I’m happier than if I’d won the lottery."

Nan Qiao couldn’t help but laugh and cry at once: "How do you know Brother Qingran has given up?"

"He left so abruptly; he must have seen the sincerity of my feelings for you and chosen to back off." Li Yehan braked at a traffic light.

Looking at the smiling Nan Qiao, Li Yehan emphatically stated, "Qiaoqiao, you can only be mine."

Li Yehan’s deep eyes were sincere. Nan Qiao looked down, feeling somewhat uneasy under his gaze.

"Li Yehan, please drive."

Li Yehan continued to drive, his expression visibly joyful.

He drove Nan Qiao all the way to her company’s entrance and told her, "Qiaoqiao, I’ll take your car to work and come to pick you up when you’re off."

Nan Qiao could see Li Yehan had been hinting at this all along.

Having work to tend to upon returning to the company, Nan Qiao didn’t say much more and got out of the car to leave.

Li Yehan, driving Nan Qiao’s car, was filled with joy.

...

On his way to work in the car, Li Yehan saw Mo Shaolin’s figure.

Mo Shaolin was standing with Huo Siyu, and although Li Yehan couldn’t make out what Huo Siyu was saying, he could see the anger on her face.

Li Yehan parked the car at a space on the side of the road and went over to see what was happening.

One was his friend, the other a friend of Nan Qiao’s; he hoped the two could coexist peacefully.

Although he knew it would be hard for them to get along calmly.

Li Yehan strode over, hearing Huo Siyu cursing Mo Shaolin.

"Mo Shaolin, can’t you stop following me? Although I haven’t recovered my memory, I won’t like you the way I did before."

Mo Shaolin looked terrible, as if he hadn’t slept for several days.

He looked at Huo Siyu as if she were his medicine, the kind that could put him to sleep.

"Si Yu, can you please come home with me first? Since you left, Bobby has stopped eating and sleeping; he’s becoming a silly dog."

Huo Siyu’s heart softened at the thought of Bobby.

When she woke up, beside seeing Mo Shaolin, she also saw a Golden Retriever named Bobby.

Bobby was very fond of Huo Siyu; even frequently bringing Li Xia over from Mo Shaolin’s place couldn’t win Bobby’s attention.

What Bobby liked was his master, Mo Shaolin, and Huo Siyu.

Huo Siyu’s heart softened again.

Thinking of Bobby, Huo Siyu said to Mo Shaolin, "I’ll take Bobby back home with me, I’ll take care of him. I have money; I can support Bobby."

"Si Yu, Bobby is my dog. He grew up under my watch. If you take him away, what will I do when I miss him?"

Huo Siyu: "..."

"Mo Shaolin, what do you suggest? I can’t possibly go back with you. If you want Bobby to be happy, then let me bring him home."

Mo Shaolin thought for a moment and said to Huo Siyu, "If I miss Bobby, can I visit him at your place?"

"No, if you want to see him, have your servant come pick him up. Mo Shaolin, I truly don’t want to see you, nor do I want any contact with you anymore. Isn’t Li Xia the one you like? Why come to me?"

Huo Siyu, riding her electric bike and wearing a helmet, looked at Mo Shaolin unhappily, "Move aside, good dogs don’t block the way!"

Mo Shaolin didn’t move, looking at Huo Siyu with a pitiful gaze.

To his surprise, Huo Siyu turned and left.

Mo Shaolin wanted to follow, but was stopped by Li Yehan calling out, "Shaolin, why did it have to come to this?"

Mo Shaolin turned his head, his face looking forlorn, "Ye Han, even you’re making fun of me." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"I’m not making fun of you, I’m telling the truth. Huo Siyu obviously doesn’t want anything to do with you, why do you still pursue her? Didn’t you say you didn’t like her?"

Mo Shaolin: "..."

...

The two sat down at a nearby coffee shop.

Mo Shaolin ordered an iced Americano and gulped it down.

Li Yehan: "..."

"Shaolin, are you self-harming? You don’t mean to use this look to gain Huo Siyu’s pity, do you?"

Mo Shaolin: "..."

Mo Shaolin ordered two more iced Americanos, leaned back in his chair, and sighed heavily.

"Ye Han, ever since Si Yu left, I’ve been unable to sleep. Even with sleeping pills, my sleep is restless."

Li Yehan was a bit surprised and asked, "It looks like you still like Huo Siyu."

Mo Shaolin didn’t even know what was going on with himself, which is why he had sought out Huo Siyu today, wanting to talk to her, to see her.

Li Yehan ordered a cup of coffee, took a sip, and teased with a laugh, "Mo Shaolin, you’re in too deep."

"Impossible, she’s not the one I like," Mo Shaolin explained.

"How can you be so sure she’s not the one you like? If you don’t like Huo Siyu, why did you look for her today? And using Bobby as an excuse to see her, do you believe it yourself?"

Mo Shaolin’s face looked even worse, he couldn’t be sure what was really going on inside his heart.

"I’m speaking the truth, Bobby really does miss her, he’s restless. I consulted a pet doctor; they said Bobby has lovesickness."

Upon thinking this, Mo Shaolin laughed at himself, "Lovesickness in a dog, could it be because of a person?"

Li Yehan glanced at him, put down his coffee cup, "Exactly, how could a dog’s lovesickness be because of a person?"

Li Yehan said and left. The suddenly aware Mo Shaolin shouted after Li Yehan, "Li Yehan, aren’t we good brothers? Are you indirectly cursing at me?"