From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

Rong Yan's answer made Nan Qiao feel a bit uncomfortable.

Why did it seem like she was talking bad about someone behind their back?

Nan Qiao calmly said, "She has also resigned, and I approved it. I have already assigned someone to investigate this incident, and the results will be out soon. Since you want to resign, leave with her. If I don't let you go, you won't be happy, and it will also affect your relationship."

Rong Yan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao."

"It's okay, all good things must come to an end, I understand. As long as you know what you're talking about, take one step at a time and move forward steadily, okay?"

Rong Yan grunted in acknowledgment, his voice hoarse, and couldn't say another word.

...

Fu Qingyan left holding a box, and as she reached the company entrance, she was called by Rong Yan.

Fu Qingyan turned around and saw Rong Yan also holding a box, looking stunned.

"Rong Yan, were you fired?"

Rong Yan: "I resigned on my own, Mr. Qiao didn't fire me, it was my own decision to resign."

"Are you crazy? You had a bright future ahead, you're too foolish."

Rong Yan smiled, "I'm not foolish, I just feel too ashamed to stay."

Fu Qingyan felt uneasy in her heart, she knew Rong Yan did it because of her.

She felt she owed Rong Yan.

Rong Yan said, "Let's go."

Rong Yan walked ahead, carrying his box.

Fu Qingyan followed behind with mixed emotions.

...

When Rong Miao found out Rong Yan resigned, it was the first time he got angry and chided Rong Yan.

Rong Miao carried a gift and went to the company to find Nan Qiao, successfully meeting her.

Rong Miao was awkward and embarrassed, "Sister Qiaoqiao."

"Miaomiao, you're here, have a seat."

Rong Miao sat down and placed the gift on the table.

"This is a hat and sweater I knitted myself, it's not worth much, please don't refuse, Sister Qiaoqiao," Rong Miao chuckled.

The young girl was very cute, with a round face and a blessedly cheerful smile.

Nan Qiao also liked Rong Miao's cheerful personality, every time she saw her, she felt both friendly and joyful.

"I love everything Miaomiao gives."

Nan Qiao opened the bag, revealing a goose-yellow cardigan and a red hat, both quite cute.

The bright colors were suitable for the cold, icy winter.

"I know about my brother's actions; Sister Qiaoqiao, my brother is just foolish, and for these foolish actions, I apologize on his behalf."

"Miaomiao, don't think too much. Let your brother take this time to reflect, it's not necessarily a bad thing."

Rong Miao whispered, "Sister Qiaoqiao, is my brother like this because of Fu Qingyan?"

Nan Qiao was taken aback, "Why do you say that?"

"Ever since my brother started dating Fu Qingyan, I feel everything changed." Rong Miao realized she phrased it wrong and quickly corrected herself, "Sister Qiaoqiao, I'm not saying Fu Qingyan is bad, I just think being in love is scary. Since he fell in love, my brother's actions and words are completely different from before."

Nan Qiao understood what she meant; people in love during the honeymoon phase naturally acted differently.

"Miaomiao, you don't need to worry, don't overthink," Nan Qiao assured her with a few words.

Rong Miao told her something.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, I found something. Once I saw Fu Qingyan pulling and tugging with a man with dyed yellow hair, I heard my brother say Fu Qingyan didn't have relatives or friends here, but she seemed familiar with him, not like a stranger."

Nan Qiao: "Does your brother know about this?"

"I didn't tell him, I hinted at it and he thought I had something against Fu Qingyan," Rong Miao said reluctantly.

At the end of it, she felt it was her fault.

Nan Qiao: "Maybe that person is Fu Qingyan's friend."

Rong Miao took a sketch out of her bag, "Sister Qiaoqiao, this is what I drew from memory, take a look."

Nan Qiao took it and jokingly asked, "Why didn't you just take a picture?"

Rong Miao's shocked expression was very cute, "I forgot..."

At the time, she was afraid of being discovered and ran off in a hurry, never thinking to take a photo with her phone.

Now hearing Nan Qiao say this, Rong Miao realized how she could have forgotten to take a picture.

Rong Miao chuckled, "Sister Qiaoqiao is still the smart one."

"Miaomiao, I'll have someone look into it first to see who this person is."

Nan Qiao was very curious about Fu Qingyan's matter.

Finding out about Fu Qingyan's past abroad was difficult; it was much easier to investigate her affairs locally.

...

Things on Nan Qiao's side were handled swiftly.

Fu Qingyan resigned, Rong Yan left, and the employees were on edge, knowing big changes were coming to the company.

How exactly it would change, nobody could tell.

With Rong Yan gone, who would take over the position of design director?

And how would they overcome the current difficulties?

As everyone pondered, Nan Qiao took decisive action, filing a lawsuit against the fabric factory owner.

The fabric factory owner accepted bribes, sold inferior goods, and tarnished Nan Qiao's company name, causing trouble and impact.

The fabric factory owner admitted to this, and there was evidence of his bribery.

Suddenly, gossip and speculation were rampant, with people wondering who was trying to harm Nan Qiao's company.

Today, news broke about that clothing company, tomorrow, another one.

These clothing companies were furious!

What was this about?

Clearly, someone was trying to foment discord, shift focus, and cover up the crime!

These clothing companies united, wanting to find out who the bastard causing trouble was.

Are they courting death?

The company was cleared out, Nan Qiao swiftly cut through the chaos, and while Fu Qingyan was on her phone reading the news, anger steaming.

Fu Qingyan put down her phone, her face turned grim with discomfort.

"Rong Yan, have you seen the news? Mr. Qiao clearly has the ability to solve the issue, but still let us go," Fu Qingyan lamented.

Hearing Fu Qingyan say this, Rong Yan lifted his head, picked up the black coffee in front of him, and took a sip.

The bitter taste spread in his mouth, leaving a unique feeling.

"Mr. Qiao didn't let us go, we resigned voluntarily, didn't we?"

Fu Qingyan: "..."

Rong Yan was just too loyal to Nan Qiao.

"Rong Yan, I can understand Mr. Qiao letting me go. But letting you go, I can't understand. You've contributed greatly to the company and have strong capabilities. If you leave, no one will help Mr. Qiao work."

Rong Yan: "There are plenty of capable people around Mr. Qiao, she doesn't lack one like me. If I don't resign voluntarily, how could I shamelessly stay in the company?"

He had his pride; he wasn't someone who was shameless.

Fu Qingyan: "..."

Was Rong Yan using these words to insinuate against her??

"Rong Yan, I'm saying this for your own good. If Mr. Qiao has no capable person around, who will help her work? I didn't mean anything else, I'm also thinking for Mr. Qiao."

Rong Yan: "Mr. Qiao's matters aren't for us to judge. Yanyan, don't discuss Mr. Qiao's affairs anymore."

Rong Yan really didn't like others talking about Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao was a good boss, who had discovered and nurtured him. No one should speak ill of her.

Fu Qingyan was frustrated, Rong Yan was such a fool.

Fu Qingyan stopped talking.

Someone else spoke.

"What a coincidence, you're both here?"