From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 88: Tampering

Bai Yurou’s face was marred with wounds, and her knee was injured; she could no longer stand and was thus confined to a wheelchair for the foreseeable future.

She watched helplessly as Li Yehan and Nan Qiao steered the conversation towards the horses, and she quickly interjected, "Dad, Mom, the horse I was riding, I always ride it whenever I go there. Today, it seemed spooked and was ramming into everything. I suspect that someone tampered with the horse."

Bai Zhenyang said, "I’m dispatching people right now to investigate this matter."

Nan Qiao suggested, "Maybe we should check all the horses that everyone has ridden."

Chen Xinwan nodded in agreement, "Right, check them all. Qiaoqiao went there too, so it’s better to conduct a thorough investigation to set our minds at ease."

"Okay, we’ll do as Qiaoqiao suggests and check them all."

Bai Zhenyang took out his phone to send a message, and Bai Yurou panicked.

The horse Nan Qiao rode was not like the others.

If anything were discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable!

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but felt that her behavior might be too telling.

In the end, Bai Yurou remained silent.

She took out her phone and kept her head down, playing with it.

Nan Qiao glanced at Bai Yurou and said to Li Yehan, "We should go. There are too many people here, and it’s affecting Yurou’s rest."

Li Yehan nodded, "I’ll follow your lead."

Chen Xinwan also left; she had a meeting to attend later and planned to have Mrs. Fang stew some soup to bring for Bai Yurou at the hospital.

Not to mention Bai Zhenyang, the company was particularly busy, and the eldest and second child had yet to return.

Only Bai Yurou was left in the ward, her eyes growing increasingly vicious.

...

Li Yehan and Nan Qiao walked out of the hospital together.

Nan Qiao said to Li Yehan, "I have something else to do, I need to go now."

Li Yehan grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "In such a rush?"

Their eyes met, Nan Qiao’s filled with a touch of panic.

Nan Qiao thought to herself: Li Yehan’s eyes, could they see even a dog affectionately?

"Li Yehan, I really have things to attend to."

"Even tonight?"

Li Yehan’s demeanor made Nan Qiao realize she couldn’t just brush him off, nor could she refuse him outright.

Nan Qiao proposed, "How about I treat you to dinner tonight?"

Li Yehan smiled, "Good, I’ll wait for you. I have a surprise, see you tonight."

Nan Qiao turned down Li Yehan’s kind offer to drive her and took a car to the lab herself.

If Li Yehan were to drive her there, her cover would certainly be blown.

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Upon arriving at the lab, Nan Qiao found Zheng Qinnian and Hou Ze already there.

Both men were in white lab coats, Hou Ze beaming with energy.

Zheng Qinnian, with his silver-framed glasses, exuded a sort of scholarly decadence.

Looking at the pleasant faces of the two, Nan Qiao was suddenly reminded of Li Yehan’s face.

It must be said, the Creator is not always fair; some features, like Li Yehan’s face, are unforgettable.

Hou Ze waved his hand in front of Nan Qiao’s eyes, "Boss, are you okay? You keep staring at me like that, you’re not secretly in love with me, are you?"

Nan Qiao burst into laughter, "Houzi, do you know who bought the painting?"

Hou Ze shook his head, "No clue, the money came from an overseas account; it’s hard to trace."

Zheng Qinnian remarked, "Could it be someone from your family? The Bai Family adores you so much, them buying a portrait of you isn’t out of the question."

Hou Ze: "Boss, you’re the precious daughter of the Bai Family, a daughter of the wealthiest. Your parents finding you, naturally they’d give you the best of everything. If you were my daughter and wanted the moon in the sky, I’d try my hardest to fetch it for you!"

Nan Qiao: "..."

She kicked him, "What are you talking about?"

Zheng Qinnian nudged him with his elbow, "Did your mouth slip? With the way you are, still dreaming about having a daughter? I think you’re fated to only have sons."

Hou Ze was clearly displeased, "I want a daughter, I don’t want a son. Zheng Qinnian, stop your crow’s mouth!"

As the two started to bicker, Nan Qiao quickly played peacemaker.

"Enough, Ah Ze, how’s the investigation I asked you to do going?" Nan Qiao asked.

Hou Ze: "When I went to the horse farm, I couldn’t find any clues."

Zheng Qinnian: "How is that possible? Qiaoqiao, you texted him at the earliest time."

Hou Ze: "I really did check; there was nothing wrong with those horses. No suspicious people were found on-site either. I’m really curious about this. If Bai Yurou was behind it, the person she’s working with must be very skilled."

Nan Qiao was also surprised. Did Bai Yurou know all along that she wasn’t the Bai Family’s biological daughter?

"Check all of Bai Yurou’s records from birth up till now, every single one."

Hou Ze nodded, "Okay, I’ll start the investigation right now."

Hou Ze left the lab to personally handle it.

...

Nan Qiao and Zheng Qinnian spent three hours on their research, and it was five o’clock in the afternoon.

Zheng Qinnian, having taken off his lab coat, handed her a glass of water, "Here, drink some water."

"Thanks." Nan Qiao finished the water in one go.

Zheng Qinnian hesitated but then said to Nan Qiao, "Qiaoqiao, we’re going to Hou Ze’s place for dinner tomorrow, shall I pick you up?"

"No need, I’ll drive myself there."

Zheng Qinnian: "How about I treat you to dinner tonight?"

With her bag on her back and a gentle smile, Nan Qiao said, "I’ve already made arrangements with Li Yehan; he’s been helping me, so I’m inviting him to dinner. Ah Nian, maybe next time, next time I’ll treat you."

Zheng Qinnian smiled, "Alright, Qiaoqiao, let me drive you to the restaurant."

"Okay."

Nan Qiao sat in Zheng Qinnian’s car, chatting and laughing with him just like in the past.

When the car arrived at the restaurant, Nan Qiao got out on her own.

Standing outside the car, she smiled at Zheng Qinnian still seated inside, "Ah Nian, thank you."

"You’re welcome."

Nan Qiao waved and headed for the restaurant.

Zheng Qinnian watched her leave, seeing that Nan Qiao had not yet entered when she was caught by Li Yehan, who had walked over.

Li Yehan turned his head, his desire for possession intense, and with a challenging glance at Zheng Qinnian, he took Nan Qiao’s hand and led her inside.

They were seated at a spot on the restaurant’s top floor; the starry sky tonight was exceptionally beautiful.

"Li Yehan, aren’t you usually quite busy? Why aren’t you now?"

"I’m busy too."

"Busy with what?"

"Busy thinking about you."

Nan Qiao: "..."

Where did Li Yehan learn these sweet nothings?

Their gazes met, and amidst the sparks, Nan Qiao’s phone rang.

She took out her phone and, upon seeing the familiar number, chose to answer.

"Miss Nan Qiao, where are you? I’ll send a car for you. The master has fainted; I’ve given him the life-saving pills you provided. But you know the master’s condition; could I trouble you to come over?"

"I’m on my way now. Li Yehan is with me; we’ll be there together."

Before Nan Qiao could explain, Li Yehan, holding her hand, led the way forward.

Their pace was swift. Li Yehan intended to slow down to wait for Nan Qiao, but she was no slouch herself.

Together, they arrived at the mansion where the elder Mr. Li resided.