From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 67 - Longer Than My Life

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Longer Than My Life

Chapter 67 -67: Longer Than My Life

The spacious room contained a large round table.

It was set with various dishes as well as a variety of wines and drinks.

“Oh my God, that lobster is huge!”

“This plate of salmon is longer than my life.”

“Those bird’s nests look delicious!”

“And these brands of red wine, I’ve only ever seen them in novels.”

A few people whispered among themselves.

The manager pretended not to hear.

Nan Qiao, “I haven’t ordered yet.”

“All these dishes have been ordered by Mr.

Li for you.

He said to serve a variety of dishes so that you and your friends can have a taste of everything.”

The others sucked in a breath!

What kind of pull is this!

Mr.

Li?

Just from hearing that, one could tell he’s Miss Qiao’s boyfriend!

“Miss Qiao, I won’t disturb you and your friends during your meal any longer.

If you need anything, just press that button on the table, and I’ll come in.”

The manager considerately closed the door.

Rong Yan looked around the vast private room and obsequiously pulled out a chair for Nan Qiao, “Mr.

Qiao, please sit here.”

Nan Qiao smiled and nodded, “Thank you, everyone please sit.

You’ve all worked hard recently, and we’ll still need everyone’s help in the next few days so the company can continue to thrive.”

“Mr.

Qiao, you’re too modest.

Getting paid by the company, naturally we should dedicate ourselves fully to the company!”

“Mr.

Qiao, I toast to you.

The company’s success today is all thanks to you!”

“Exactly, it’s all Mr.

Qiao’s merit.

If Xu Dayong were here, the company would have gone bankrupt already!”

“And Liu Hui, that traitor, not only did she harm the company, but she also caused you, Mr.

Qiao, to worry.”

“Look at you, bringing up what should not be mentioned.

Let’s not talk about these depressing matters, let’s all toast to Mr.

Qiao.”

Nan Qiao also stood up and had a drink with everyone.

Looking at the table full of delicacies, these people were truly enlightened.

…

After leaving Nan Qiao’s side, the manager headed to the next private room.

“Mr.

Li, everything has been arranged properly.

Miss Qiao and the people she brought have started their meal.”

“Mm.” Li Yehan swirled the wine in his glass, his lips slightly upturned.

The manager, with utmost respect, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

Secretary Zhao gave him a look and the manager obediently departed.

Secretary Zhao placed the documents in front of Li Yehan, “Mr.

Li, I’ve checked.

Zhou Hongqi visited Miss Qiao’s company wanting to purchase those designs.

He’s really too foolish, not even knowing that Miss Qiao is the daughter of the wealthiest man, and not aware that the clothing company is Miss Qiao’s property as well.”

Li Yehan smirked evilly, “Zhou Hongqi will be the death of himself with his stupidity.”

Secretary Zhao, “One day, when he learns of Miss Qiao’s identity, I wonder if he’ll be so furious that he’ll spit blood and die of regret.”

Without much thought, one could imagine Zhou Hongqi would be filled with regret.

At this moment, Zhou Hongqi was indeed full of regret.

The company was on the brink of collapse, about to be finished.

Liu Yanfang, holding the servant’s phone, ceaselessly called Nan Qiao.

After connecting and hearing her voice, Nan Qiao hung up.

Calling again, she was blocked.

In just a moment, all of the servant’s phone numbers were blocked.

Liu Yanfang, furious, threw the phone, “This little bitch, she actually blocked me!”

The servant stood to the side, and Liu Yanfang looked at her annoyance.

“What are you doing standing there?”

Servant, “Madam, you’ve smashed my phone, I…”

“What about you?

Can’t I afford to compensate for your phone?

Go to the housekeeper and get ten thousand cash, and buy a new phone.”

The maid’s face lit up with joy and immediately went to claim the money from the housekeeper.

Zhou Jingya, “Mom, I heard from my classmate that she saw Nan Qiao at the entrance of Jin Jiang Hotel.

She’s having a meal there.”

Liu Yanfang grabbed her purse and headed out, “I’m going to find that little bitch right now!”

Zhou Jingya, not feeling at ease, mostly out of interest in the impending drama, followed Liu Yanfang out.

Zhou Hongqi didn’t return home that evening; the company was in chaos, and he needed to stay and figure out a solution.

…

After a satisfying meal, Nan Qiao said to Rong Yan, “I’ve settled the bill here.

Rong Yan, I’m heading home first after this.

After you all finish eating, feel free to go sing karaoke.

Just bring the receipt back to the company for reimbursement.”

She had specifically asked around, since dining and karaoke typically went hand in hand.

“Thank you, Mr.

Qiao!”

Her colleagues were both excited and happy.

Nan Qiao thought without her being there, the others might enjoy themselves even more.

Nan Qiao took her purse and left first.

Just as Nan Qiao reached the downstairs, she ran into Liu Yanfang who was sweaty and standing at the entrance.

The weather was hot, and Liu Yanfang, fearing she wouldn’t catch Nan Qiao, chose not to sit in the car with the air conditioning but instead waited outside to block her.

“Nan Qiao, how dare you go against us!

We raised you, and you repay kindness with enmity; you are heartless!”

Liu Yanfang strode forward, spewing harsh and piercing words.

Nan Qiao, holding her purse and dressed in a white shirt and long skirt, looked at Liu Yanfang with a cold gaze that made her a bit fearful.

“One reaps what one sows!

If it weren’t for Mr.

Zhou and the collusion between Liu Yanfang and Liu Hui, how could they end up reaping the bitter fruits of their actions?”

Zhou Jingya tugged at Liu Yanfang’s sleeve, shaking her head at her.

The previously aggressive Liu Yanfang suddenly fell silent.

Zhou Jingya spoke softly to Nan Qiao, “My parents raised you, and even though you are not related to our family, the kindness of being nurtured to adulthood, don’t you plan to repay it?”

Nan Qiao laughed mockingly, her cold eyes filled with disdain, “Zhou Jingya, the orphanage raised you, so how do you plan to repay that kindness?

Since you’ve returned, have you visited the matron of the orphanage?

Have you visited those who cared for you and helped you?”

Zhou Jingya’s face flushed with anger, “This is moral coercion!”

“I’m morally coercing you?”

“How could you not!” Zhou Jingya choked with fury.

Nan Qiao crossed her arms, giving a cold laugh, “You have no morals to coerce.”

Zhou Jingya, “…”

Liu Yanfang couldn’t bear it any longer; no one could insult her precious daughter.

“Xiao Ya is right!

I raised you into an adult, how will you repay this kindness?

Isn’t all the money I spent on you, all of this, our contribution?”

Nan Qiao, “I’ve given back to the mountain village that raised me!

As for your family, go ask Zhou Hongqi how that partnership ended!

Who gave him those deals in the first place!

What I’ve given back to your family is a hundred times, a thousand times the amount of your supposed contributions!

And yet you dare to show up here trying to morally coerce me with your audacity?”

Liu Yanfang and Zhou Jingya were speechless from the rebuttal, and the manager who had come after hearing the commotion wiped the sweat from his brow.

“Miss Qiao, do you need assistance?

If you don’t want to see these two, I can have someone throw them out for you!”

Nan Qiao, with her otherworldly demeanor, looked as if Liu Yanfang and Zhou Jingya were her poor relatives who were not fit for public appearance, worlds apart from her stature.

Nan Qiao haughtily looked at them, “Don’t show up in front of me again!”

Nan Qiao walked forward, where a car was parked.