Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Nuan didn’t like Li Lingcheng looking at her this way, so she walked over to where he was and went straight to the point. “Li Lingcheng, I know that you’ve married me to make Old Mr. Li happy. You don’t like me at all, and the person you really like is Miss Bai. Since that’s the case, why don’t the two of us strike a deal?”
“What deal?” Li Lingcheng raised his eyebrow slightly as if he was a little interested. But his tense expression showed that he was still wary of Qin Nuan.
“Li Lingcheng, if you need a wife that Old Mr. Li is satisfied with, then I can pretend to be a loving and virtuous wife in front of Old Mr. Li. If you need a wife that Old Mr. Li cannot stand, I will try my best to make sure Old Mr. Li hates me to the core. Once you think that I’m useless, I will disappear from your sight forever. I won’t stand in the way of your wonderful romance with Miss Bai.”
Li Lingcheng looked up after hearing these words as if he was surprised that Qin Nuan would try to strike such a deal with him.
He narrowed his eyes and asked, “And what about you? What good do you get out of this?”
Qin Nuan replied, “What I want is freedom.”
“Freedom?” Li Lingcheng seemed somewhat displeased as he repeated this word.
Freedom! She wanted to be as far away from this man as possible!
Qin Nuan secretly glanced at Li Lingcheng from the corner of her eye and didn’t say anything.
Just then, the phone inside Li Lingcheng’s pocket started ringing. He took a look at the screen and picked the call up immediately as if someone significant was calling. His icy exterior relaxed, and his voice was gentle. “Weiwei, what’s happened?”
She couldn’t hear what the other side said. Li Lingcheng’s eyes were soon smiling. It was as if the warmth of spring had enveloped him and melted his frosty demeanor.
Qin Nuan just stood to one side and waited. Suddenly, a sour and dejected feeling welled up in her heart.
The emotions of the original owner of this body flooded her heart.
She clutched her chest and shook her head. Miss Qin, Miss Qin, this is the man who’s going to make you donate your internal organs! What are you upset about?!
Qin Nuan was mumbling to herself when she heard Li Lingcheng keep his phone away and stand up. He cleared his throat. “Alright then.”
With that, he walked out quickly, as if he was going to meet someone significant.
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Li Lingcheng’s temperament was a little unpredictable, but he was a man of his word.
The next day, Li Lingcheng talked to Old Mr. Li about how the two of them wanted to move out since they were married.
Old Mr. Li didn’t suspect anything. He instructed Li Lingcheng to take good care of Qin Nuan, then let them go ahead and find another place to live.
Once they were out of the old Li manor, Qin Nuan got the driver to stop even before the car had reached the city center.
Li Lingcheng looked up and glanced at Qin Nuan from the backseat of the car.
“You can drop me off here. Li Lingcheng, we’ll go our separate ways from now on. You walk down your own path, and I’ll walk down mine.”
After saying that, Qin Nuan pulled the car door open and hopped out.
She was wearing a short-sleeved white dress and had tied her soft long hair into a casual bun, which revealed her fair and long neck. She looked like an 18 or 19-year-old university student and was bubbling with energy.
She didn’t even turn back after getting out of the car. She sauntered off as if she never knew him.
She didn’t even spare him a glance.
Li Lingcheng looked away from her. He looked back at the driver with no emotion in his eyes. “Go to the office.”
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Qin Nuan took several deep breaths of fresh air after getting out of Li Lingcheng’s car and felt a lot more refreshed.
It was really pressurizing to share the car with a walking iceberg.
She stood by the roadside and used her phone’s GPS to locate Qin Group’s head office, to find that it wasn’t too far from her. It was just two bus stops away, so she headed to the nearest bus stop to take the bus.
Even though she was now the Young Mistress of Qin Group, Qin Nuan still couldn’t let go of her wonderful virtue of being thrifty.