Pampered by the Billionaire by Qin Dance

43: Chapter 43: He Was Isolated by Her on the Opposite Side_1 43: Chapter 43: He Was Isolated by Her on the Opposite Side_1 The night was as dark as ink, West Street closed early, and at this time, many shops were already shut.

There were few pedestrians about, giving the scene a slightly desolate feel.

The man in the car gazed out the window with an apathetic look, his thin lips tightly pressed together, emanating a sense of chilling arrogance.

“She seems to have a good impression of you!” came a cold voice, shattering the silence inside the car.

It was Lu Yinchu.

Mo Yan cleared his throat awkwardly, “Mr.

Lu, that’s one joke I can’t afford to make!”

The man’s eyes twinkled with amusement as he responded nonchalantly, “She is always grateful to those who help her.

Apparently, I am now isolated as an adversary in her eyes…”

Mo Yan pursed his lips, seeing the man partially close his eyes, though the smile on his lips never faded!

…

Nanxi walked up to her uncle’s house and checked the time before knocking on the door.

At this hour, her uncle should still be awake!

After pressing the doorbell, Nanxi took a sniff of herself, noticing the smell of smoke.

She thought back to Lu Yinchu smoking in the car and frowned at the recollection: she didn’t find the smell so off-putting at the time, but now, she found it quite disagreeable…

However, if her uncle were to ask about it, she would just tell the truth.

There was nothing to hide!

Finally, the door was opened.

Just as Nanxi was about to call out to her uncle, she was momentarily stunned by the appearance of the person who opened the door.

It was not Liang Youquan, but…

Xu Mei?!

Nanxi froze at the doorway, as did the woman standing there…

“Hello, Aunt Xu!” Eventually, it was Nanxi who finally broke the silence.

Xu Mei muttered something under her breath, quickly motioning for Nanxi to come inside.

Nanxi walked in feeling uncomfortable, but couldn’t shake an unsettling feeling:Xu Mei is moving in already?

That means, Xu Mei and my uncle…

Whilst Nanxi’s mind was filled with speculation, Xu Mei began to speak.

precisely, she

this afternoon and had to attend a Cultural and

Qiaoqiao in advance, fearing it

to look after grandma in the

assured,

prove anything

simple act of kindness, especially since I get along so well with the

Nanxi relaxed slightly,

“Aunt Xu, don’t misunderstand.

nothing

I’m grateful that you’re helping to

…

in bed contemplating whether to call Qiaoqiao

decided to

given her consent for their uncle to remarry, she still needed time

their uncle sold the front-house indicated that deep down, she was still resistant

Qiaoqiao to

she also couldn’t hide the fact that their uncle

deciding to stay at the Liang family’s

always say she was the one taking care of

could even pretend that Xu Mei

Qiaoqiao rarely stayed at home overnight, often leaving after dinner

that thought, Nanxi found

grandmother was a way to fulfill the duty of filial piety on behalf of her mother,

Nanxi did not expect was that the next morning, Qiaoqiao rushed back to the

Xu Mei, wearing an apron, was

But…..

the midst of freshening up and didn’t have a chance to come out in time, it was Xu Mei who personally

door, gazing at each other in disbelief, she instantly felt a sense of

…

me five minutes to explain what

spoil their grandmother’s mood, everyone at the

but Nanxi was having a hard time swallowing

Liang Qiaoqiao asked Nanxi to accompany her to the supermarket to buy

out of the small community,

took a deep breath, then

lie about this, so she told the truth,

“Uncle left in such a hurry yesterday that I planned to take care of grandmother

happened that Aunt Xu came to

very much, so she

didn’t say anything, leaving Nanxi unsure about

four years ago, Nanxi was a

Liang Qiaoqiao, careful not to anger

after spending some time together, she realized that

took her shopping and

down, she liked Liang Qiaoqiao as if

were forced to choose between Aunt Xu and

likes her, and the old man doesn’t seem to dislike her, what else can I

still caught a glimpse of loss in Liang Qiaoqiao’s