From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 62 - Unexpected Incident
Chapter 62: Chapter 62 Unexpected Incident
Chapter 62 -62 Unexpected Incident
Nan Qiao’s expression was frantic as she lowered her head, leaning backward, her chair moving significantly behind her.
Li Yehan grinned and sat down slowly.
Though there was an office desk between them, Nan Qiao felt as if they were pressed together.
Especially Li Yehan’s eyes, they were too intense.
“Li Yehan, do you need something from me?”
Li Yehan crossed his legs, his face devilishly handsome and full of indulgent smiles.
“If there’s nothing, can’t I find you?”
Nan Qiao thought of the design draft and moved forward a bit, fearing that Li Yehan would see the design.
“I’m a bit busy today.
If there’s nothing else, you should go back first.”
Li Yehan: “There is something.”
Like a magic trick, Li Yehan placed a stack of business cards on Nan Qiao’s desk.
“Take a look, see which designer you like, and I’ll have her design clothes for your company.”
Nan Qiao was startled, warmth in her eyes.
She finally understood that Li Yehan had come to help her.
Though Li Yehan didn’t say it explicitly, Nan Qiao could still hear the real meaning in his words.
Nan Qiao was stunned.
She pointed at the thick stack of business cards and asked incredulously, “I can pick any of them, and you can bring them over?”
“Mm, I can bring them all over as well,” said Li Yehan with a smile in his eyes.
Nan Qiao looked so adorably dumfounded that he really wanted to pinch her soft little face.
Nan Qiao was dumbstruck: “Li Yehan, are you omnipotent?”
“You can think even bolder,” Li Yehan said with a curve of his lips and a shallow smile.
Nan Qiao did think boldly: “You wouldn’t have all these people come near the company already, would you?”
Li Yehan looked at Nan Qiao, his eyes smiling: “You’re really smart, you guessed right.”
Nan Qiao: …
Li Yehan really was omnipotent, able to do anything.
“Have you decided?”
Li Yehan asked.
Nan Qiao refused: “Li Yehan, thank you for your kindness, but I don’t need these designers’ help.
I’ve already figured out a solution to this.”
The image flashed through Li Yehan’s mind, and he smiled and said to Nan Qiao, “Who did you find?”
Nan Qiao’s heart skipped a beat because she didn’t know what Li Yehan was smiling about.
Nan Qiao countered: “How do you know something happened at the company?
Li Yehan, are you having me watched?”
“I am your business partner, and when the agreed upon time came, you didn’t show the design.
Should I not come over when you are thinking of shouldering this alone?”
Nan Qiao: “The time isn’t up yet, is it?
Don’t worry, tomorrow’s pre-sale will go off without a hitch.”
“The business cards on the table, you don’t need any of them?”
“No need, thank you.” Nan Qiao sincerely thanked Li Yehan.
“How do you want to thank me?”
Nan Qiao was taken aback; she didn’t expect Li Yehan to say such a thing.
Nan Qiao said earnestly: “Let me treat you to a meal.”
Li Yehan stood up, looking at Nan Qiao’s fair skin, her eyes big and round, very endearing.
Li Yehan met her shining eyes and gently pinched Nan Qiao’s small face with his long fingers, whispering with a low laugh: “Nice touch.”
Nan Qiao, touching her own face, glared unhappily at Li Yehan: “Men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving things.”
“If you’re willing, they can.”
Nan Qiao: …
Li Yehan left the business cards, not taking them with him.
“Keep these cards.
If you need someone to come and help, give me a call.”
Li Yehan got up and left.
He could tell that Nan Qiao was very busy.
Nan Qiao moved the files aside; underneath was an unfinished design drawing.
Did Li Yehan see it or not?
…
Li Yehan got in the car, and Secretary Zhao took out his phone and asked, “Mr.
Li, who shall I call?”
Secretary Zhao’s hand too held a stack of business cards, contact information for various designers.
With one word from Li Yehan, he could have these designers go to Nan Qiao’s company immediately, at her beck and call.
Secretary Zhao had only one thought: Mr.
Li was doting Miss Nan Qiao too much!
He had already opened the dialing page but then heard Li Yehan say, “Return to the company.”
Secretary Zhao: ?
What’s going on?
“Mr.
Li, are you not helping Miss Nan Qiao?”
“She’s already found a solution.”
Rejected Li Yehan, with no displeasure on his face, seemed somewhat proud instead.
Secretary Zhao: ??
Is Mr.
Li proud that Miss Nan Qiao can solve her own problems?
Confused, Secretary Zhao still drove back to the company.
…
Nan Qiao made a call home, saying she had to work late today, would not be back early, would not have dinner at home, and there was no need for her family to deliver food to her.
Nan Qiao hurriedly hung up and continued drawing.
Nan Qiao was busy until six o’clock in the evening when Li Yehan brought food to her office.
Everyone else in the office was gone, leaving only Nan Qiao bent over her drawings, laboring diligently.
Li Yehan knocked on the door, and when Nan Qiao looked up and saw him again, she was somewhat shocked.
“Why are you here?”
Li Yehan held a food container: “I brought you dinner.”
Before coming over, Li Yehan had sent Grandpa Bai a message; he was going to see Nan Qiao, telling the Bai family not to worry about her.
Going as far as this, Grandpa Bai looked at Li Yehan anew with respect.
Li Yehan opened the food container, revealing congee and dishes inside, the cuisine light but appetizing.
“Eat first.
Without food, how can you have the strength to work?”
Li Yehan set up the meal, gesturing for Nan Qiao to come and eat.
Nan Qiao indeed was hungry and sat down to eat, looking at the food.
Fu Xingyao came in with packed food and seeing that Nan Qiao and Li Yehan were already eating, he silently left.
…
After finishing her meal, Nan Qiao told Li Yehan: “You can go back first.
I still have a bit left unfinished.”
Li Yehan started tidying up the dishes: “I’ll stay with you.
I also have documents to take care of.
I’ll just sit over there and won’t disturb you.”
Nan Qiao wanted to refuse, but she knew that when Li Yehan said something, it was hard to go against his will.
Nan Qiao sat down to draw, while Li Yehan tidied up and then took a seat at the furthest spot to do his work.
They did not disturb each other, yet they kept each other company.
In the quiet environment, the only sounds were Nan Qiao drawing, the rustle of her pencil, and Li Yehan flipping through documents.
Nan Qiao finished a drawing, and when she lifted her head, she saw Li Yehan’s perfect jawline and his tall nose.
His eyelashes were long and curled, envy-inducing.
Nan Qiao’s pen tapped on the white paper, drawing briskly.
Only after she had finished did she realize that she had drawn Li Yehan.
The man in the drawing was flipping through documents, his handsome brows occasionally furrowing.
Nan Qiao’s heart fluttered.
Nan Qiao’s cheeks flushed.
“Are you drawing me?”
Li Yehan’s voice came from above her head, and Nan Qiao’s heart raced even more.
“When did you get here?”
“You look over here from time to time, making it hard for me to concentrate on my documents,” said Li Yehan, his lips lifting slightly, “You don’t need to sneak glances; I allow you to look openly.”
Nan Qiao’s face was so hot, she could feel it herself.
Nan Qiao stood up, intending to leave the room instinctively when something unexpected occurred.
