From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

Fu Qingyan's actions attracted Rong Yan's serious attention.

Ever since she learned that Fu Qingyan used her blood as medicine for him, Rong Yan's feelings toward her grew rapidly.

"Yanyan, haven't I told you not to use your blood for me anymore? Didn't you listen and hurt yourself again?"

Rong Yan circled his desk, trying to hold Fu Qingyan's hand.

Fu Qingyan evaded him, smiling as she explained, "No, you misunderstood."

"Give me your hand, let me see."

Rong Yan once again reached for Fu Qingyan's arm.

Fu Qingyan attempted to escape, but Rong Yan didn't give her the opportunity, catching her hand.

He gently rolled up her sleeve, revealing fresh wounds, which shocked Rong Yan.

"You still say you didn't deceive me, Yanyan, you don't have to go to such lengths." Rong Yan's voice trembled slightly.

"Rong Yan, I want you to get better soon. It's just a little blood, it doesn't hurt me. Compared to the heartache of watching you sick, this pain is nothing." Fu Qingyan lowered her sleeve.

"I'll help bandage the wound; the blood is seeping out, it must be treated to prevent infection."

Rong Yan pulled Fu Qingyan to sit down and took out a medical kit to treat her wound.

Fu Qingyan sat as Rong Yan knelt down.

Cautiously and gently, he bandaged the wound, feeling uncomfortable and guilty seeing her in this state.

Fu Qingyan lowered her head, closing the distance between her and Rong Yan.

Rong Yan caught a whiff of a fragrant scent, subconsciously lifting his head, coming face to face with Fu Qingyan.

Their lips almost touched, startling him backward, blushing to his ears.

Fu Qingyan laughed, "Rong Yan, are you afraid of me eating you? I'm not a demon, why are you so afraid of me?"

Rong Yan's face showed a hint of embarrassment as he smiled awkwardly, "My legs went numb, I didn't kneel properly."

Rong Yan stood, his legs indeed numb, and overexerted himself, falling backward.

Fu Qingyan pulled him back in time, used force, bringing him into her embrace, and they both fell onto the sofa.

Rong Yan's mind went blank, left only with softness, feeling so unreal it mesmerized him.

Rong Yan was startled and wanted to get up.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qingyan's arm hooked around his neck, preventing him from leaving.

Fu Qingyan's bright eyes gazed at Rong Yan with deep affection, her gaze tender and shy.

"Rong Yan, you seem very scared of me."

Rong Yan swallowed, never anticipating things to develop this way, unable to respond, his mind seemingly ceasing to function.

"I'm not afraid of you." Rong Yan said dryly.

"If you're not afraid, why can't you look directly at me? In the end, you're still scared of me." Fu Qingyan teased with a coquettish smile.

Rong Yan needed to get up, "We should get up and talk properly."

Rong Yan's resistance made Fu Qingyan feel defeated.

"It seems I lack charm." Fu Qingyan laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I..." Rong Yan wanted to explain but didn't know what to say.

The situation turned awkward.

Fu Qingyan: "I'll leave now."

Fu Qingyan left dejectedly.

Rong Yan watched her go, didn't call her back, and instead went into the bathroom to splash cold water on his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Rong Yan suddenly found himself disgusting.

"Rong Yan, Rong Yan, this is an office, not your bedroom. How can you succumb to temptation like that, do you deserve Mr. Qiao's nurturing?"

Rong Yan slapped himself, sobering up.

The slap on his face, Rong Yan washed again, finally calming down a bit.

...

When Nan Qiao knocked on Rong Yan's office door and entered, he noticed Rong Yan's face was not quite right, as if someone had slapped him.

Nan Qiao: ?

"Rong Yan, did you force Fu Qingyan?"

Force... up?

The information was overwhelming, leaving Nan Qiao unable to cope; this was too crazy!

Rong Yan panicked, stuttering and blushing, "Mr. Qiao, don't misunderstand, nothing happened."

"Nothing happened, what's with your face then? Wasn't Fu Qingyan the one who hit you?"

"No, she didn't hit me; I hit myself..."

"What!" Nan Qiao was dumbfounded.

Work stress overwhelming? This, hitting himself? Self-abuse?

Nan Qiao suddenly thought Rong Yan might need a psychologist.

"Why did you hit yourself?"

Rong Yan was embarrassed, not knowing where to start explaining, stood and offered Nan Qiao some water to ease the awkwardness.

"Mr. Qiao, have some water."

"I'm not thirsty. I want to know what happened between you two."

Rong Yan wanted to explain, but Nan Qiao insisted on getting to the bottom of the matter, wanting the truth from her.

Rong Yan had to blush and skimp over the events.

Rong Yan looked as if he'd done something wrong, deeply regretting it.

"Mr. Qiao, I know I shouldn't start a workplace romance, I did wrong. Rest assured, I won't make the same mistake again!"

Nan Qiao: "..."

Both so young, when sparks meet, it's understandable to encounter issues.

But in the office, it's crucial to be mindful indeed.

"Be cautious, if others see it, they might feel I'm biased, which isn't good for the company's growth."

"Mr. Qiao, I understand."

Nan Qiao asked, "Did Fu Qingyan cut herself and bleed as medicine for your illness?"

Rong Yan nodded.

Nan Qiao: "She's deeply in love with you indeed."

Rong Yan: "Mr. Qiao, I've kept so much from her, I'm unworthy of her sacrifices."

"I understand your difficulty. Once the wedding show ends, I'll transfer you from the company to the headquarters."

Rong Yan was speechless from shock, "Mr. Qiao, you want me to work at headquarters?"

That's Huai Xi headquarters!

All internationally renowned designers are there!

Rong Yan had never thought he could work at headquarters.

"Mr. Qiao, can I really go to headquarters? I'd rather not, I'd just embarrass you."

Rong Yan suddenly felt insecure.

"Rong Yan, your skills are undeniable. If you weren't capable, I wouldn't recommend you to work at headquarters. Keep this quiet, complete your duties well. You have some time before moving to the headquarters, spend this period handing over your tasks appropriately."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiao."

Rong Yan was immensely grateful to Nan Qiao, who continually provided him opportunities.

And him, could he live up to Nan Qiao's nurturing?

...

Nan Qiao was still in the office when she received a call from Hou Ze.

"Boss, I checked surveillance around Qing University's market, no direct footage captures the area or shows anyone causing trouble."

Hou Ze sent the surveillance footage he investigated to Nan Qiao for her to review.

Nan Qiao watched the videos Hou Ze sent but couldn't find any problems.

"Boss, I'm checking the school forum for videos recorded by students, to see if anything crucial can be found."

Nan Qiao also opened the school forum to review the surveillance videos.

As she clicked on one of the videos, she made a discovery.