From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

Nan Qiao was taken aback by Granny Qian's reaction, shocked by her intense response and not knowing why.

Zhou Shulan seemed unfazed and shouted impatiently at Granny Qian, "Carrying on as if I'm announcing a funeral! Who would want to kill an unwanted old woman like you? Every day it's 'don't kill me, don't kill me', people would think I'm abusing you!"

Nan Qiao: "Auntie, is Granny Qian often like this? Before I left, wasn't she very clear-headed?"

"She got dementia six months ago, speaks nonsense like she's mad, driving me crazy!" Zhou Shulan's grumbling tone and the impatient look on her face revealed she had reached the limit of her patience with Granny Qian.

Zheng Qinnian stepped forward, his demeanor polite and genteel, looking like a courteous gentleman.

"Auntie, I'm a doctor; let me take a look at Granny Qian."

Zhou Shulan's eyes lit up, and it would be foolish not to take advantage, so she didn't stop him.

"Oh, alright, go ahead." Zhou Shulan cheerfully stood aside, letting Zheng Qinnian tend to Granny Qian.

Huo Siyu handed the gifts she brought to Zhou Shulan.

Seeing this, Zhou Shulan's face broke into a flowery smile, she couldn't be happier.

Nan Qiao sat down to chat with her, hoping to glean some information.

Huo Siyu looked around, using the gap while Zhou Shulan talked to Nan Qiao to assess the environment for anything amiss.

Soon enough, Zheng Qinnian's examination was completed.

Fortunately, Granny Qian was cooperative, allowing the examination to conclude quickly.

Granny Qian has dementia, and on top of that, she's been frightened, her spirit severely damaged, leaving her in very poor condition now.

As for what trauma she's suffered, Zheng Qinnian wasn't sure for now and knew he'd need another opportunity to talk with Granny Qian.

Nan Qiao also didn't gain much information; the village hasn't changed and looks the same as before, with no strangers coming or going.

Unable to get useful news, Nan Qiao felt a bit restless and anxious.

Looking at the abundant gifts, Zhou Shulan, with a hint of politeness, said, "Nan Qiao, are you eating? How about a meal at my place?"

"Then sorry to trouble you, Auntie, just a simple meal is fine."

Zhou Shulan: "..."

She was only being polite.

Nan Qiao took five hundred yuan from her bag and said, "Auntie, we intruded, we can't let you spend money on groceries. You take this five hundred to buy some groceries, we're not picky."

Zhou Shulan thought five hundred was too little.

Thinking of the gifts Nan Qiao brought, she felt a bit more balanced in her heart and happily ran out.

With Zhou Shulan gone, Nan Qiao relaxed and sat in front of Granny Qian.

"Granny Qian, you said someone was trying to kill you? Who's trying to kill you? What do they look like? Are they from our village?"

Granny Qian's scattered eyes gradually focused, shaking her head fearfully and waving her arms as if trying to protect herself.

"Nan Qiao, dear child, come with Granny Qian."

Nan Qiao held Granny Qian's hand firmly like a gentle breeze.

"Granny Qian, I'm Nan Qiao. I'm here, I'm fine."

Granny Qian looked at Nan Qiao sitting in front of her and showed a kind smile, "Dear child, you're fortunate, you must leave the village quickly. They want to catch you in the village; if you escape outside, they won't be able to catch you."

Nan Qiao was baffled by Granny Qian's words—why didn't she have this part of her memory?

If it was her memory, she should know.

"Granny Qian, who's harming me?" Nan Qiao asked in surprise.

Granny Qian seemed to understand Nan Qiao's words, reached out, pointed to the back mountain, and said in a low voice, "The demon on the mountain."

Nan Qiao exchanged a glance with Huo Siyu, who whispered into Nan Qiao's ear, "Should we go up and have a look?"

Having come all this way, they should definitely check it out.

Nan Qiao: "Granny Qian, can you take me up there to see?"

Granny Qian shook her hands repeatedly, "No, demons eat people!"

Huo Siyu casually picked up a brick, palm downward, and smashed it with her bare hand.

"Granny Qian, I have Iron Sand Palm; I'll slay gods and ghosts alike—I'm not afraid!" Huo Siyu said confidently.

Zheng Qinnian brandished a sharp scalpel, making several graceful and composed gestures in the air, "Granny Qian, I can also ensure your safety."

Nan Qiao spoke soothingly, "Granny Qian, the three of us will keep you safe, don't be afraid."

Granny Qian looked at the three, didn't respond immediately, pondered before deciding.

The three people's eyes were on Granny Qian, looking at her expectantly.

After a moment, Granny Qian responded with an answer that made everyone happy—she agreed.

The three took Granny Qian with them to the back mountain, with Nan Qiao leaving a note for Zhou Shulan, so she wouldn't worry when she returned.

…

On the mountain.

The four of them ascended together; Nan Qiao coaxed Granny Qian to reveal the specific location.

Zheng Qinnian assisted Granny Qian, so she wouldn't struggle too much.

Huo Siyu paid attention to the surrounding terrain, weapon in hand.

Nan Qiao also held a weapon, and behind them were six bodyguards Nan Qiao brought.

The bodyguards were hidden, not directly following them, so the target wasn't too obvious.

Nan Qiao carried an earpiece for constant communication with the bodyguards.

Zheng Qinnian asked gently and politely, "Granny Qian, do you know exactly where, and how far away?"

"It's just ahead; we're almost there. Young man, don't be too impatient, or you might find it hard to get a bride."

Zheng Qinnian: "..."

At this moment, Granny Qian seemed normal, showing no abnormal behavior.

Huo Siyu grinned and said, "Exactly, exactly, Young Zheng, Granny Qian is right. You shouldn't rush things, go step by step."

Granny Qian nodded in agreement, "This girl has high understanding."

Huo Siyu grinned, lightening the atmosphere.

They walked a bit further and finally reached the place Granny Qian mentioned.

"There's a demon here."

Granny Qian pointed, leaving Nan Qiao, Huo Siyu, and Zheng Qinnian puzzled.

An open space?

"Granny Qian, this is an empty space with nothing, how could there be a demon?" Huo Siyu puzzledly circled the space three times.

Nan Qiao had a hypothesis, "There used to be an entrance here; it got exposed and was forced to be buried, so nothing can be seen."

Zheng Qinnian: "I agree with Qiaoqiao's perspective."

Huo Siyu: "If you both agree, then I agree too. What do we do next, dig a tunnel with shovels?"

Nan Qiao: "Probably not necessary; I'll observe the terrain further."

Granny Qian stood, filled with fear, wanting to flee.

"This place is too scary; I want to leave." Granny Qian wanted to go.

Zheng Qinnian reassured, "Granny Qian, don't panic. Look, there's not even an entrance here, so there certainly won't be demons coming, right?"

Nan Qiao also reassured, "Granny Qian, this is just an empty space without an entrance, no demon will come, rest assured."

Granny Qian shook her head, "There's a door; there's a door here."

Nan Qiao: ???

Where's the door?