From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 379: Moon Space One

Old Liu led the team; some captured the malicious individuals, while others followed him to find Li Yehan here.

"Mr. Li, Miss Nan Qiao, those people have been subdued by us. Those who resisted have been eliminated."

Da Heiniu: "..."

Mr. Li?

Which Mr. Li?

A young man, worthy of being addressed as "Sir"?

Da Heiniu’s head was spinning; he felt the whole world had turned surreal.

He hadn’t captured a young man, but a bigshot?

Da Heiniu’s vision blurred, just as he was about to lose consciousness, Nan Qiao stabbed him with a silver needle, forcing him to open his eyes.

"Witch! What exactly do you want? Can’t I even choose to die?" Da Heiniu said indignantly.

"You still haven’t explained who paid you to kidnap me and take Moon Space One. Try passing out, and see what happens!"

Da Heiniu was too weak to say another word; at this point, even life and death weren’t under his control.

Li Yehan looked toward Old Liu: "Take him away. Don’t let him commit suicide. Also, investigate thoroughly to find out who’s been in contact with him. Once you have any information, notify me right away, and I’ll inform Qiaoqiao."

"Yes, Mr. Li."

Old Liu dragged Da Heiniu forward as though he were pulling a dead dog.

Li Yehan asked, "Qiaoqiao, what is Moon Space One?"

Nan Qiao explained honestly: "Moon Space One is an experiment capable of delaying aging. It’s still in progress, but nearing completion. I don’t know how these people found out and why they’re scrambling to take it from me."

"Delaying aging?" Li Yehan was somewhat astonished. Could it truly delay aging?

"According to our experiments, it indeed can. Currently, we’ve injected Moon Space One into the test subjects, and the results are showing effectiveness."

Nan Qiao sat on the motorcycle, and Li Yehan hopped on behind her.

"Qiaoqiao, you should bring bodyguards while traveling. Since they know about it and even sent people to kidnap you, you need bodyguards for protection."

"I’ll handle this matter, don’t worry. I have people skilled in martial arts with me, so rest assured."

Nan Qiao drove the motorcycle, taking Li Yehan away from the troublesome scene.

...

Soon, Da Heiniu confessed everything and even provided the contact information of the person.

Nan Qiao waited intently for the other party to call Da Heiniu.

Da Heiniu mentioned that the person would always contact him proactively, never allowing Da Heiniu to initiate contact.

Nan Qiao sat in Li Yehan’s house, waiting with him for the call.

Finally, Da Heiniu’s phone rang.

Nan Qiao answered, imitating Da Heiniu’s voice: "It’s all done; Yu Meng has been captured by me."

"Really?" The person on the other end was full of disbelief.

"Of course it’s true. If you don’t believe me, I’ll take a photo and send it to you?"

The caller said, "Okay."

Nan Qiao took Da Heiniu’s phone, went back to Li Yehan’s house, applied makeup, and had Li Yehan take photos of her, sending them over. frёeωebɳovel.com

In the photo, Nan Qiao had bruises on her face, squatted on the ground with a fierce expression.

Nan Qiao signaled with her eyes to Li Yehan, who operated the computer to trace the caller’s location.

The person on the other end said, "I’ll contact you tomorrow at six-thirty in the evening."

The call ended. Li Yehan frowned at the screen, frustrated: "A little more, and I would’ve pinpointed their location."

"They’re clearly wary of exposure, keeping their calls brief. It’s fine; tomorrow at six-thirty, let’s see what they say."

Nan Qiao couldn’t wait to catch them!

She put down her phone, leaned against the sofa, feeling a bit exhausted.

Li Yehan stood up and poured her a glass of lemon water.

"Have some water."

Nan Qiao took the glass, the homemade lemon water tasting quite good.

"Qiaoqiao, what do you want for dinner tonight? I’ll have the chef make it for you."

"I should head home. My third brother messaged me and asked when I’d return. He even said he’s off work and can drive me to and from school."

Li Yehan: "..."

Bai Jingrui has lost his mind?

Does he really need to control Qiaoqiao this much?

"Qiaoqiao, you’re my girlfriend. It’s perfectly natural for us to be dating. Bai Jingrui is deliberately trying to break us apart. I don’t want you to go back."

After his words, Li Yehan leaned onto Nan Qiao’s lap.

"Qiaoqiao, you’re not allowed to leave."

Nan Qiao laughed helplessly; the cold and commanding CEO was acting like a child.

"How about I stay here for dinner and return afterward?"

"Fine." After dinner, when she’d go back—that was another matter.

Nan Qiao stayed, and Li Yehan held her hand as they played indoor badminton for exercise.

Meanwhile, Bai Jingrui paced the living room, still waiting for Nan Qiao to come home.

Seeing Aunt Liu bring coffee, he said, "Aunt Liu, call Qiaoqiao and tell her to come back."

"Third Young Master, wouldn’t it be inappropriate? Miss has some matters to attend to; if I make her return now, wouldn’t it interfere?"

Bai Jingrui: "It must be Li Yehan tricking my sister away."

Aunt Liu smiled: "Third Young Master, perhaps Miss is just busy outside. You know how much she has to handle. She’s always extremely occupied; sometimes, she leaves early without even having breakfast at home."

Bai Jingrui nodded; it made sense.

Aunt Liu reassured: "Once Miss finishes her business, she’ll come back. She’s such a homebody; she loves being at home."

Her soothing words greatly improved Bai Jingrui’s mood, stopping his overthinking.

...

Dinner time.

The chef prepared a variety of dishes, both Chinese and Western; the two sat in the glass house in the garden for their meal.

Surrounded by blooming flowers, enclosed by air conditioning, the room was neither hot nor plagued by insects, offering a perfect view of the vibrant flora.

Li Yehan raised his glass: "Qiaoqiao."

Nan Qiao lifted her glass, filled with juice—she planned to drive home afterward and couldn’t drink alcohol.

Li Yehan admired Nan Qiao under the lights. Radiant and enchanting, her smile drew him to praise: "Qiaoqiao, you’re so beautiful."

"Li Yehan, are you drunk without drinking?"

"I’m not drunk, I’m perfectly sober. I mean what I say. Qiaoqiao, you’re stunning. I hope to have dinner with you every day."

Nan Qiao took a bite of braised ribs, praising: "Your chef’s cooking is delicious."

Li Yehan chuckled indulgently: "If you like it, come eat here every day."

Nan Qiao didn’t respond, picking up some shredded pork with garlic sauce, which also tasted good.

Watching her enjoy her meal, Li Yehan followed suit, taking bites of whatever she ate.

After eating their fill, Li Yehan stopped, but Nan Qiao began enjoying dessert.

The mildly sweet treat was too tempting to resist.

Nan Qiao indulged in another bite when her phone suddenly rang.