Chapter 22 - 22 22 Holding Her Tight

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Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Holding Her Tight Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Holding Her Tight Li Yehan carried Nan Qiao into his car and then drove her back to the Bai Family’s residence. Upon reaching the Bai Family villa, Nan Qiao pushed open the car door, intending to get out, but Li Yehan grabbed her arm, “You’re injured, I’ll carry you inside.” Nan Qiao: ... “Li Yehan, I’m not made of clay, I’m not that fragile. My wound isn’t deep, I can walk on my own.” Nan Qiao felt quite embarrassed; she had never been carried like this before. Every time she met Li Yehan’s fiery gaze, her heart skipped a beat and undefined emotions unfurled within her. For instance, at this moment, Li Yehan’s burning eyes met hers, his thin lips curving into a mischievously arched smile, his dark eyes brimming with indulgence, “Are you afraid others will misunderstand our relationship?” Nan Qiao moved closer to the edge of the car, gripping the door handle, “What kind of relationship could we possibly have?” “So, what are you afraid of?” Nan Qiao turned around, only to find Li Yehan had moved closer to her. The distance between them was so small, Nan Qiao could clearly see the fine wheat color of his skin, and under those curly long eyelashes, a pair of peach blossom eyes shone brightly. Startled by the sudden closeness, Nan Qiao’s hand jerked on the door handle. Uncontrollably, her body tumbled outside. In the emergency, Li Yehan’s one hand wrapped around her shoulder, the other protecting her slender waist, drawing her into his embrace. Luckily, the car’s interior space was large enough, so Nan Qiao found herself cradled in Li Yehan’s arms, lying completely on top of him. The man’s clear, crisp scent flooded into her nostrils and pervaded her whole body, causing all of Nan Qiao’s blood to tremble. When Chen Xinwan and Bai Zhenyang hurriedly got out of the car and came over, they saw Nan Qiao in Li Yehan’s arms. Bai Yurou, stepping out of the car right after them, had a fleeting glint of murderous intent in her eyes. What on earth had she seen! How could Li Yehan be holding Nan Qiao! The driver, stunned like a wooden chicken, was baffled. Mr. Li was actually hugging a woman voluntarily? Worried about her getting hurt? Was this the same cold and ruthless tycoon they knew? The situation was so unbelievable that Nan Qiao quickly pushed away from Li Yehan, instinctively moving towards the outside of the car. Chen Xinwan grabbed Nan Qiao’s arm, “Qiaoqiao, let mommy help you.” Nan Qiao felt a bit awkward being helped and explained once more, “I can walk on my own.” Bai Zhenyang said with concern, “Qiaoqiao, let daddy help you as well.” At this moment, Li Yehan calmly got out of the car, his noble presence natural. Nan Qiao explained, “I got out of the car in a rush and almost fell, luckily Mr. Li caught me in time.” She definitely did not want people to misunderstand her relationship with Li Yehan! Chen Xinwan and Bai Zhenyang naturally believed their precious daughter; Qiaoqiao was so innocent, everything she said was true! Her words must be listened to and believed. Uncle Wang came over pushing a wheelchair, and Nan Qiao sit in it with embarrassment while Bai Zhenyang pushed her and Chen Xinwan stood beside her, guiding Nan Qiao inside. As Li Yehan was about to follow, Bai Yurou quickly caught up with a sense of urgency, “Brother Ye Han!” Li Yehan stopped in his tracks, and Bai Yurou was delighted. Was Li Yehan finally willing to stop and talk to her? With a heart full of joy, Bai Yurou approached and looked up at the man of great presence. Li Yehan’s facial expression suddenly changed, an icy bloodthirstiness surfacing, “My mother only had me, I don’t have a sister, don’t use that term carelessly to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.” Having said that, Li Yehan left with a hurried pace, as if Bai Yurou was a flood beast, terribly frightening. Bai Yurou watched the man walk away, standing there dumbfounded, completely stunned. Her smile gradually disappeared, leaving only humiliation and hatred. It’s all Nan Qiao’s fault! It’s all because of Nan Qiao! Bai Yurou clenched her fists, rage surging within her. Mrs. Fang, who had always taken care of Bai Yurou, stepped forward and said with great attentiveness, “Miss, you’ve been wronged.” Bai Yurou looked at Mrs. Fang with extra fondness, filled with a sense of grievance. “Mrs. Fang, why don’t my parents love me anymore? I was the first to meet Brother Ye Han, so why has everything changed since Nan Qiao came back? My parents don’t care about me anymore, they only have eyes for Nan Qiao.” Mrs. Fang’s eyes brimmed with sympathy, “Miss, don’t stoop to the level of a wild girl like Nan Qiao who can’t show her face in public, it would lower your own status. Even if she is their biological daughter, so what? The master and madam have cherished you for eighteen years. It’s only because they feel they have neglected that wild girl that they’re showing her a bit more concern now. The daughter they love the most is still you.” Mrs. Fang’s words successfully comforted Bai Yurou, lifting her spirits considerably. “You’re right, Brother Ye Han is only temporarily attracted to her. When he realizes she’s worthless, he’ll naturally lose interest in her.” Mrs. Fang nodded, “Miss, you are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, having been nurtured by the master and madam for eighteen years. How could a wild girl possibly compare to you?” Bai Yurou felt extraordinarily at ease and looked at Mrs. Fang happily, “Mrs. Fang, thank you.” “Miss, you’re too polite. We servants have watched you grow up and naturally favor you. That wild girl, what is she really worth!” Bai Yurou was overjoyed, convinced that the eyes of the masses were clear. Nan Qiao wouldn’t be able to feel proud for long! ... Inside the living room, a servant brought in some tea, while another female servant presented Nan Qiao with a bowl of pig’s trotter soup. Chen Xinwan said affectionately, “Qiaoqiao, my dear, drink your pig’s trotter soup, and then go rest for a while.” Nan Qiao would never have received such treatment at the Zhou Family, even if she was injured. Back at her own home, her shin had suffered only a minor scrape, yet she was treated as if she were being cradled in the palm of a hand. Nan Qiao looked up, her bright eyes glistening as she looked at Chen Xinwan, “Thank you.” “Silly girl, why are you being so formal with your mother?” Nan Qiao beamed at Chen Xinwan; their eyes met, and Chen Xinwan’s heart felt like it was melting. Was her daughter’s gaze so different because she was too moved? It seemed her precious daughter had never been cherished at Zhou Hongqi’s house, which was outrageously wrong! Bai Zhenyang watched Li Yehan, who was silently staring at Nan Qiao, and said to him, “Ye Han, we owe you a great debt for saving Qiaoqiao.” “Uncle Bai, you’re too kind. We Li Family take responsibility for this incident. We’ve captured the traitorous driver, and we will surely give Qiaoqiao a proper explanation.” Bai Zhenyang and Chen Xinwan both knew the driver was targeting Nan Qiao. Even if he hadn’t succeeded this time, he might try again. They clearly understood the reason behind the incident and naturally didn’t put all the blame on Li Yehan. Nan Qiao nibbled on the pig’s trotter, becoming more addicted the more she chewed. She also wanted to know, who exactly wanted her dead? Zhou Hongqi? No, he didn’t have the nerve. Zhou Jingya and Liu Yanfang? No, they couldn’t have influenced the Li Family’s driver; they lacked the power. So, who could it be? Who was the one who tried to kill her? As Nan Qiao pondered, she looked up and saw Bai Yurou walking in. Their eyes met, and Bai Yurou’s heart faltered slightly. Had she been found out?

Chapter 22 - 22 22 Holding Her Tight

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