From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

The fabric factory owner requested to see Nan Qiao; he had something to say.

At the fabric factory owner's plea, Nan Qiao came to meet him.

Seeing Nan Qiao, the fabric factory owner was emotionally agitated and tearfully explained: "Mr. Qiao, I've been wronged. Although I signed the contract, I didn't know such a thing would happen beforehand. My secretary handled all the affairs afterward, and only after such a big issue emerged did I realize I was framed."

As he spoke, he was indeed a victim as well!

Nan Qiao: "Where is your secretary?"

"After the incident, I haven't seen him again. I told my lawyer about it and asked the lawyer to hire a private investigator to find my secretary as quickly as possible. All this might be their ploy; I've really been wronged!" The fabric factory owner expressed resentment and regret.

The person who betrayed him was his confidante, hurting him more than a stab to his heart.

Nan Qiao: "You wanted to see me just to tell me this?"

The fabric factory owner shook his head repeatedly: "Mr. Qiao, the reason I sought you is to help you find the real person targeting you. Those are the true culprits; I'm just the scapegoat. Mr. Qiao, if they can't deal with you this time, they'll definitely try every means next time. As long as you find my secretary and expose him, the truth will be revealed, and he can bear the corresponding losses, right?"

The fabric factory owner's heart was bleeding, as he too wished to bring this secretary out, cleanse himself of the false accusations, and minimize the losses.

"Tell me about your secretary. Has your secretary exhibited any strange behaviors recently, or met any unfamiliar people? Once you notice anything, inform me of everything."

With hope rising in his heart, the fabric factory owner began to talk nonstop to Nan Qiao.

He told everything he knew, and the heavy burden in his heart slowly lifted, as if he would soon be released without charges.

...

After understanding everything, Nan Qiao left the station and sat in her car.

"Houzi, did you hear that?" Nan Qiao held her phone in her hand.

Everything the fabric factory owner had just said reached Hou Ze's ears word for word.

As the leader of the intelligence group, Hou Ze had a comprehensive intelligence network, capable of quickly finding out some things.

"Boss, I heard everything. Just wait for my good news."

Nan Qiao hung up the phone.

Hou Ze went on to get busy.

Uncle Qin sat in the passenger seat, seeing Nan Qiao in the rearview mirror, wanting to speak but holding back.

Nan Qiao smiled and said, "Uncle Qin, feel free to speak up; it's not like I can't take advice, right?"

Uncle Qin was momentarily stunned, showing a benevolent smile on his face.

"Miss, there's something I don't quite understand. I wanted to ask you but felt that you are not someone who hesitates. You clearly have your reasons for doing this."

"What thing?"

"Regarding Fu Qingyan, you merely asked her to resign. Isn't this punishment too light?"

Nan Qiao smiled: "Uncle Qin, though I fired Fu Qingyan, it doesn't mean she only bears the responsibility of being fired."

Nan Qiao's sly smile put Uncle Qin at ease.

He thought Miss had become so forgiving that she wouldn't hold Fu Qingyan accountable for the losses.

Now it seemed that Miss remembered, just hadn't acted yet.

"Uncle Qin, I'm still me, unchanged."

Uncle Qin smiled because of Nan Qiao's words, and his mood improved significantly.

He had watched Nan Qiao grow up and step by step become bigger and stronger, just like watching his own daughter.

He would never have children in his life, so he truly loved Nan Qiao like his own daughter, always fearful of her suffering.

Nan Qiao took out two gift boxes from her bag.

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Dao, these are gifts from me to you."

Uncle Qin was a little surprised, and Uncle Dao, who was driving, was flattered to the point of nearly driving off course.

Uncle Dao: "Miss, we can't accept this; we don't deserve it."

Uncle Qin: "Miss, we can't accept your gifts; you've already bought us many things."

"You protect my safety, working so hard every day. What's wrong with me buying you something? You know, I'm pretty good at making money, not short of cash."

Nan Qiao spoke lightly, fearing that Uncle Qin and Uncle Dao wouldn't accept the gifts.

Nan Qiao handed the gifts to them, and Uncle Qin cautiously took them.

Uncle Qin opened the box, revealing a watch that looked very expensive.

Uncle Dao took one glance and nearly drove the car wrong.

A watch worth six hundred thousand, two watches together costing one million two hundred thousand.

Knowing Miss was generous, but not expecting her to be this generous.

This was one million two hundred thousand!

"Miss, the gift is too expensive; I can't accept it." Uncle Qin wanted to return the gift.

Nan Qiao didn't reach out to take it back: "The gift is my token of appreciation, Uncle Qin, Uncle Dao, do you want to return my feelings too?"

Nan Qiao sighed: "For ordinary people, I wouldn't gift such things."

Afraid of Nan Qiao getting upset, Uncle Qin and Uncle Dao had to accept the valuable gift.

They secretly vowed to protect Miss's safety well, to give it their all, to follow Miss deeply!

...

The night was deep and heavy with dew.

A sneaky figure came by the riverside.

The north wind howled, blowing up his clothes, making him wrap himself tighter.

The man waited for a while before seeing a slowly arriving figure.

A slim silhouette, unmistakably a woman.

The man waved: "Why are you just now getting here? I've been standing in the cold wind for twenty minutes, freezing to death!"

The woman responded coldly: "Who told you to stand in the wind? Couldn't you find somewhere sheltered?"

The man thought he dared not find a place to stay still; once discovered, the consequences would be unthinkable, even life-threatening.

Fretfully, the man said: "Where's the money? Is the boat ready? I've sent my boss to the station for you, and now I've become a wanted man. I need to leave Jing City quickly and hide somewhere. I'm not asking for much, just one million, and I promise to keep quiet, letting you live worry-free."

"One million? You dare ask for that." The woman sneered.

"You're not giving me money? You want to get it for free? In that case, we can split right now. I'll go find Nan Qiao; she's so rich that she can definitely afford a million. Once she gives me a million, you're out of the picture. You might want to collaborate, but I might not even want to!" Angry, the man immediately wanted to find Nan Qiao to cooperate with her.

Whoever pays, he collaborates with; it's just a matter of selling her out to you, then selling you out to her.

Fu Qingyan clenched her fists, glaring at the gloating man in front of her, murderous intent rising.

Initially, collaborating with him was meant to bring down Nan Qiao.

Now that she hadn't managed to bring Nan Qiao down and had gotten herself into trouble, could she possibly endure it?

Fu Qingyan stepped forward: "Fine, I'll give you the money. But I can't take out a million right now; tomorrow I'll go to the bank to pull it together and get it to you as soon as possible."

Seeing Fu Qingyan's good attitude, the man relaxed, his lips twisted in a bloodthirsty smile.

The man turned to leave, and Fu Qingyan pulled out a knife with her right hand, stabbing the man in the back.

While he was injured, she pushed him off the bridge.

Though she was a woman, human explosiveness is boundless, and coupled with the man's weakness from injury, he struggled little.

Fu Qingyan determinedly thought no one would survive.