Nan Qiao had never met him before, thinking this man somewhat resembled Li Yehan.
Nan Qiao didn’t speak, yet she felt that he was continuously watching her as if he recognized her.
Just as Nan Qiao was about to leave, he called out to her, "Nan Qiao?"
Nan Qiao took a few steps forward before turning back to look at the man.
The man still wore a smile, like a long-lost friend reunited.
Yet Nan Qiao was visibly confused, "Do we know each other?"
The man replied, "You might not recognize me, but I know you."
He reached out his hand, handsome with a smile and a gentle voice, "I’m Li Ye. You saved me in the hospital last time, and I’ve wanted to thank you in person. I’ve been unwell recently though, and couldn’t reach your phone."
The reason he couldn’t get through was that Nan Qiao knew Li Ye’s number and had blocked him.
However, Li Ye didn’t contact her using another number, and over time, Nan Qiao forgot about this matter and the man.
Nan Qiao looked at Li Ye’s hand but had no intention of shaking it.
Li Yehan’s enemy was Li Ye, which made him her enemy too.
At that moment, Li Yehan arrived swiftly.
Li Yehan strode over, pulling Nan Qiao beside him, his protective instinct surged.
Li Ye, noting their intimate gesture, said with a laugh, "I just wanted to thank my lifesaver. Li Yehan, aren’t you a bit too nervous?"
Li Yehan’s cold gaze fixed on Li Ye like a tiger eyeing its prey.
Hugging Nan Qiao, Li Yehan said, "Qiaoqiao, let’s go."
Nan Qiao nodded, and Li Yehan left with her, ignoring Li Ye as if he was air.
Li Ye watched their departing figures, a wicked smile playing at his lips.
Li Yehan really does care about Nan Qiao.
Li Ye headed in the opposite direction, as if his life’s path always contrasted that of Li Yehan.
Liu Yanfang was adamant about meeting Nan Qiao, causing a commotion every day.
Ultimately, Nan Qiao arrived.
Liu Yanfang gazed at Nan Qiao, her skin fair. Today, Nan Qiao wore a black sleeveless long dress and had a twisted braid, looking elegant and stunning.
One was at ease while the other was confined in prison, a bitter taste in Liu Yanfang’s heart.
Liu Yanfang, gaunt and haggard with cropped hair, bore no resemblance to the noblewoman she once was.
"You wanted to see me? What is it? Speak quickly, I’m quite busy," Nan Qiao’s tone was cold.
"Nan Qiao, what have you done to my Xiao Ya?"
Liu Yanfang had arranged with Zhou Jingya that after going abroad, she would call at the first opportunity.
Even if Liu Yanfang couldn’t answer the call, someone in the prison would and would then pass the message to Liu Yanfang.
Discovering that Zhou Jingya hadn’t gone to see her son, Liu Yanfang knew something had happened to Zhou Jingya.
"Did you stop Xiao Ya mid-way when she was going abroad? If it wasn’t you, no one else would do such a thing!"
Nan Qiao, arms crossed, laughed, "Liu Yanfang, do you have persecution paranoia? Whether Zhou Jingya went abroad, I really don’t know."
"If it wasn’t your doing, it was Li Yehan! Li Yehan did it because you told him to target my Xiao Ya. Nan Qiao, your heart is cruel!"
"Liu Yanfang, are you done?" Nan Qiao asked coldly.
"I haven’t finished. Nan Qiao, why are you targeting Xiao Ya? I’m already in prison because of you, what more do you want?"
Indeed, talking with someone irrational only made her angry.
"Nan Qiao, please let Xiao Ya go," Liu Yanfang said with tears in her eyes.
Nan Qiao texted Hou Ze and also sent a message to Li Yehan, asking about Zhou Jingya’s whereabouts.
Li Yehan responded immediately: I had someone send her to find Zhou Hongqi, they should still be begging by now.
Nan Qiao snorted with laughter, but Liu Yanfang became anxious.
What did Nan Qiao’s laughter mean?
Before Liu Yanfang could ask, Nan Qiao, looking up coldly, said, "Zhou Jingya went to find Zhou Hongqi, they’ve met and are living together now."
A horrifying truth dawned on Liu Yanfang – Zhou Hongqi and Zhou Jingya together might be collaborating to siphon off her money!
Liu Yanfang, terrified, banged on the glass and angrily demanded, "Zhou Hongqi and Zhou Jingya, are they conspiring against me! Nan Qiao, tell me!"
Overwhelmed by her emotions, the prison guards grasped Liu Yanfang and took her away.
Even as she was dragged away, Liu Yanfang wasn’t sure if her suspicions were true.
But Nan Qiao thought Liu Yanfang’s imagination was far too vivid, really!
Nan Qiao left the prison and sat in her car.
Just then, someone knocked on the window.
Nan Qiao turned her head and met the gaze of Li Ye, who bore a striking resemblance to Li Yehan.
If Li Yehan’s face was the original, then Li Ye’s was the imitation.
Nan Qiao slightly lowered her window, maintaining a particular distance.
Keeping a polite smile, Nan Qiao initiated, "What a coincidence, you’re here to visit the prison too?"
Nan Qiao’s words cut like a knife.
Embarrassed, Li Ye explained with a laugh, "A friend of mine works here, I came to see him."
Nan Qiao responded, "Then you go ahead. I’m leaving, goodbye."
Nan Qiao rolled up her window, started the car, and left smoothly.
Li Ye took a face full of exhaust fumes, frowning as he watched Nan Qiao’s car gradually disappear.
Zhou Jingya hadn’t expected her days abroad to be worse than those in her home country.
After getting off the plane, her documents and luggage were stolen. The police, through a translation app, assured her they would retrieve her belongings, but no guarantee on the timeline.
As Zhou Jingya exited the police station, wiping her tears and walking, she felt desperate.
Without money, every step was difficult everywhere.
As she walked, Zhou Jingya suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
She hadn’t seen her brother after arriving abroad but now saw the scruffy, disheveled Zhou Hongqi.
Zhou Hongqi also saw the crying Zhou Jingya and strode towards her excitedly.
The sight of a familiar person in a foreign land surprised and thrilled Zhou Jingya.
Zhou Jingya ran excitedly towards Zhou Hongqi, who also approached her.
When they met, Zhou Hongqi slapped her across the face, stunning Zhou Jingya.
Furious, Zhou Hongqi slapped her again, "Bitch, look what you’ve done to me! If I hadn’t taken you in back then, how would I have ended up ? Zhou Jingya, you disaster!"
Zhou Jingya, stunned by the slaps, snapped back to reality. Enraged, she lunged at Zhou Hongqi, "Zhou Hongqi, I’ll fight you! Who asked you to find me! I never wanted to step through the Zhou family’s door again!"
The two started fighting.