From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love

Nan Qiao saw the slight change in Li Yehan's expression and burst into laughter.

She really couldn't help it, Li Yehan's expression was just too funny.

"It seems you only have a few words in your head. The essential meaning of what I said, you haven't taken to heart at all."

Li Yehan: "You're his mentor, not his mom. If you take it too seriously, I'm afraid he'll overthink it."

Nan Qiao: "..."

"Have you ever heard the saying? 'Once a teacher, always a father'? Nan Qiao continued, "I can't possibly not care about Nan Shan's matters, just like you can't possibly not care about mine."

Li Yehan: "..."

Nan Qiao held his hand, speaking softly and gently, "You can also choose to care about Nan Shan. We can both care about him together, alright?"

Li Yehan: "Do I have a choice not to care?"

A married couple is a unit; he couldn't go against Nan Qiao.

The scenery outside the car window was unfamiliar to Nan Qiao. She leaned over to look outside, "Where are we going?"

A man's indulgent voice came from behind her.

"Didn't you want to eat barbecue? I'm taking you to have some."

Nan Qiao turned her head, the light shone on her, warm and gentle, charming and lovely.

The two of them exchanged smiles.

...

Nan Shan sat on a chair in the hospital, his hands placed on his legs. His dark eyes narrowed slightly as his mind raced, never vacant.

Thinking back and forth, Nan Shan suddenly stood up.

At that moment, Zheng Qinnian walked out of the ward, saw Nan Shan's movement, and quickly stepped forward to block his path.

"What are you going to do?" Was this momentum meant for a fight?

"Did my mentor ask you to call me over?"

Zheng Qinnian's mood was complex, his expression unchanged. He couldn't directly tell Nan Shan the answer.

Even if Nan Shan guessed it, he wouldn't say.

He had to fulfill his promise to Nan Qiao.

"Why are you asking like this?" Zheng Qinnian feigned ignorance and asked in return.

"Why did you have me come to the hospital to be involved with Li Ye's treatment? I'm not a doctor, nor can I be your assistant. There's nothing I can offer you, and I might even be a burden."

What's the use of bringing a burden here?

"I called you over because I sincerely want to cultivate you. Nan Shan, it was Qiaoqiao who mentioned your medical talent, so I wanted to find something for you to do." Zheng Qinnian didn't really understand why Nan Qiao wanted Nan Shan to come.

Zheng Qinnian spoke with unfaltering seriousness, making Nan Shan half-believe, and it was hard for him to speak too harshly.

Both of them stalled, mutually suspicious.

"If there's nothing, then I'll be leaving."

Nan Shan wanted to leave, but Zheng Qinnian dragged him into his office both verbally and physically.

"Don't go yet. I have something I want to consult you about regarding Li Ye's wound."

Zheng Qinnian took off his lab coat, washed his hands, and handed Nan Shan the disinfectant, asking him to sanitize his own hands.

Nan Shan held the disinfectant, frowning: "What could you possibly need to consult me about Li Ye's wound? Are you joking?"

"Yes, haven't you noticed his wound is healing differently than an ordinary person's?"

"I noticed, but he himself isn't a normal person. It's reasonable that his wound heals a bit faster," Nan Shan confidently replied.

"So, haven't you noticed that your wounds heal pretty quickly too?"

Nan Shan: "..."

He finally understood, Zheng Qinnian wanted him to see his own condition through Li Ye?

"Zheng Qinnian, are you trying to tell me that. I'm in the same situation as Li Ye, that even though his bullet wound is healing fast, his life's ebbing away quickly?"

Li Ye's wound healed fast, but life ebbs away quickly as well.

Severely injured, he needed more medication to sustain his biological functions.

That medication came from the laboratory.

Nan Shan thought about his injuries, if he didn't have his strong ability to protect himself and his mentor, would they end up like this too?

Over-relying on medication would make him become a weapon in the hands of those people and lose himself.

Zheng Qinnian shook his head repeatedly: "No, I didn't mean that. Nan Shan, I wanted you to see if Li Ye's reaction to his injury is similar to your body's response."

"Not quite the same, my condition isn't as severe as his. Even if injured, I wouldn't end up like Li Ye. The external wounds heal, but internal injuries are severe."

Zheng Qinnian nodded, contemplating Nan Shan's words, and felt relieved.

"As long as it's not the same as Li Ye. You've worked hard today, you can go back and rest."

Nan Shan stood up and left, while Zheng Qinnian watched his back, his thoughts drifting far away.

...

When Sister Ling learned that Li Ye and his group were caught, she lashed out at a group of people.

These people kept their heads down, not daring to make a sound, wanting to lower their presence.

They didn't expect things to turn out this way, Li Ye's hiding place was so well chosen, it was an underground basement.

"If it weren't for Fu Qingyan going over, Li Ye and the others wouldn't have been caught—we wouldn't have seen the destruction of what we worked so hard to build. Speaking of it, it's all Old Ren's fault for not properly restraining his subordinates, allowing them to take Fu Qingyan over so easily!"

Old Ren, who was named, didn't want to be the scapegoat and retorted: "Old Zhang, you always talk after the event! When Fu Qingyan went over back then, didn't you also not object? Didn't you also agree? Now that something's wrong, you're looking for my mistakes, unbelievable of you!"

If he's going down, everyone goes down together!

No one should expect to come out unscathed!

"Shut up!"

Sister Ling didn't want to hear them accusing each other in front of her—a bunch of useless people!

"I called you all here to hear how you plan to resolve this, not to shirk responsibility! If this matter can't be completely resolved, don't expect any of you to fare well!"

Old Zhang, Old Ren, and two other men didn't dare to make a sound, caught in difficulty.

After a while, Old Zhang said: "Boss, since Li Ye has been captured, let's not rescue him. The damage is done, and no matter how we attempt a rescue, we'll just fall into their trap and suffer heavy losses."

Old Ren nodded in agreement: "Old Zhang makes a lot of sense, even if Li Ye and his people came back, we wouldn't dare use them again."

The Li Family's pawns had all become obsolete.

This entire line had been cut off.

Sister Ling sat at the head table, exhaled a breath to calm her mind.

After a moment, she still couldn't calm down, extremely angry.

She slammed the table harshly, scolding furiously: "What's the point of having you!"

The word "useless" almost slipped out.

This group of people were very unconvinced, Sister Ling was so capable, how could she not handle such simple matters?

Old Zhang advised gently: "Boss, please calm down. These small fry are not worth getting angry over. If Li Ye and his group are gone, let them be gone, they weren't much use anyway."

These people's usefulness had been fully exploited, and sooner or later they would be discarded.

"Yes, just consider this group of garbage as being collected by the trash disposal service!" another person chimed in.

Sister Ling laughed coldly, these people made it sound so easy.

With eyes filled with anger, she glanced at everyone present, giving a wicked smile: "Indeed! Useless garbage should be disposed of, right?"

Several people: "..."

Why does it feel like we're being scolded?