Chapter 8: The Taxi Driver Was So Handsome

Mo Qian brought the food to the dining table and was about to call Qiao Lan for dinner when he saw her walk out of the room with a pale face, her coat still hanging on her arm.

“What happened?” Mo Qian asked.

Qiao Lan said in a low voice, “The hospital called. My grandfather’s condition isn’t good. I have to go.”

Mo Qian narrowed his eyes. He felt something was not right, but seeing Qiao Lan’s worried and anxious expression, he didn’t say anything.

“I’ll take you there.”

“I’ll drive.”

Mo Qian stopped her, “Are you sure you’re in a state to drive right now?”

The doctor on the phone had almost said to go to the hospital to see her grandfather for the last time.

Her hands were shaking a little, and she was indeed not suitable for driving.

Qiao Lan was not a reckless person, “Thank you.”

The new car hadn’t arrived yet, so Mo Qian could only drive his taxi to take Qiao Lan to the hospital.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the hospital.

Before the car stopped, Qiao Lan anxiously pushed the door open and got out of the car, rushing towards the hospital. Mo Qian followed closely behind.

Qiao Yue’s piercing and sarcastic voice rang out behind them, “Sister, so you really married a taxi driver.”

Qiao Lan was not in the mood to deal with Qiao Yue and ignored her.

Qiao Yue was unwilling to be ignored by Qiao Lan and quickly caught up to her, “Qiao Lan, the news of you marrying a taxi driver will surely shock the entire H City.”

Qiao Lan glanced at Qiao Yue’s face, which even heavy makeup couldn’t hide her haggardness, and sneered, “It won’t be more shocking than the news of you seducing my husband.”

Qiao Yue was hit where it hurt, and her face instantly turned gloomy.

She stared coldly at Qiao Lan’s back, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue.

No matter how proud Qiao Lan was, she was still the wife of a taxi driver.

She and her father had discussed it. As soon as her grandfather passed away, they would kick her out of the Qiao family.

Without her grandfather’s protection, and without a prestigious husband, wouldn’t she be trampled under her feet?

Thinking of this, Qiao Yue felt a lot better.

However, the next second, a cold and chilling gaze fell upon her, making her feel a bone-chilling coldness on a sunny day.

Qiao Yue forced herself to turn her head and take a look.

Just one glance shocked her.

The man was dressed in black, his tall and straight figure walking towards the light, his handsome face was breathtakingly handsome, and the cold aura around him made people dare not look directly at him.

Mo Qian walked past Qiao Yue without any expression.

Qiao Yue looked at the two people, one in front and one behind, and was filled with jealousy.

The taxi driver was so handsome!

…

Qiao Lan went to the ward to visit Qiao Lao first.

He was still asleep, but his breathing was even, his complexion was rosy, and there was no sign of death.

Qiao Lan went to the doctor’s office again.

“Doctor, how is my grandfather?”

The doctor pushed up his glasses and coughed lightly, “Qiao Lao fainted due to a sudden surge of anger. His vital signs are currently stable, but we can’t let our guard down. You should best follow his wishes and not make him angry.”

“I understand.”

Qiao Lan walked out of the office, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn’t figure out what it was.

She returned to the ward, and Qiao Lao had already woken up. He was leaning against the headboard, and the nurse was feeding him water.

“Let me.”

Qiao Lan took the cup and sat down by the bed.

Qiao Lao looked at Qiao Lan with love and pity, “You’ve lost weight these past two days. Haven’t you been resting well?”

Qiao Lan forced a smile.

She wouldn’t tell Qiao Lao that she hadn’t lost weight, but had actually gained two pounds under Mo Qian’s careful feeding.

Qiao Lan lowered her head and said weakly, “It’s okay.”

Qiao Lao sighed deeply, “I’ve scolded her and beaten her, but that girl Qiao Yue still refuses to change her ways. She’s been spoiled rotten.”

Qiao Lan listened quietly, saying nothing.

Qiao Lao couldn’t figure out Qiao Lan’s thoughts, so he looked towards the outside of the ward and roared, “What are you doing standing outside? Get in here and apologize to your sister!”

Qiao Yue, who was eavesdropping, was startled. She pouted and walked slowly into the ward, obediently apologizing, “Sister, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have seduced Chu Zhiheng. I hope you can forgive me.”

The reason Qiao Yue apologized was because she was scared.

Not only did she lose her variety show resources, but every day there were paparazzi and black fans squatting outside. Wherever she appeared, there would be flashes and rotten eggs and vegetables thrown at her.

She was now like a rat crossing the street.

Qiao Lan generously said, “I don’t blame you.”

If they hadn’t done this before their wedding, she might have already married Chu Zhiheng.

It would have been too disgusting to discover their affair after the wedding, and she wouldn’t have met Mo Qian, whose cooking was so amazing.

So she still had to thank them.

Qiao Yue tentatively asked, “Since you don’t blame me, can you help me?”

She was afraid that Qiao Lan would refuse, so she quickly blamed herself, “Grandpa was upset and angry because of me, so he ended up in the hospital. It’s all my fault.”

Qiao Lan, contrary to her usual behavior, didn’t refuse, “I can help you.”

Qiao Yue was overjoyed, but then she heard her say, “The videos and online discussions can be deleted, but your reputation is already ruined. If you want to continue in the entertainment industry, it’s probably not going to work.”

The smile on Qiao Yue’s face faded.

She loved the feeling of being under the spotlight, and the thought of her glittering star career being gone forever made her heart ache.

Du Xinmei, seeing that her foolish daughter had been fooled, secretly cursed her for being useless and helped her speak, “The entertainment industry has no memory. As long as someone is willing to pay, there’s a market. After the scandal fades, choose a good script, pick a good role, and you can still be an actress.”

Qiao Yue’s hopes were rekindled, “Mom, is that true?”

“Of course it’s true.” Du Xinmei looked at her daughter gently, “You should go to the company to work for a while and polish your character.”

Du Xinmei then turned to Qiao Lan, “Lanlan, what do you think?”

Qiao Lan laughed inwardly. So the mother and daughter were planning this.

But she didn’t even look at Qiao Yue’s criticized acting skills. Even with the best script and role, she would still mess it up and lose money.

The director and investors would have to be kicked in the head by a donkey to choose her.

She spread her hands, “The company is Grandpa’s. I have no right to decide.”

Qiao Yue looked at her eagerly, “Grandpa.”

Qiao Lan’s eyes were calm and still as she waited for the answer.

Qiao Lao pondered for a moment, “I think it’s okay. Yueyue does need to be trained.”

Qiao Lan had expected this, but hearing it with her own ears still made her heart sink. She took a step to leave, “I’ll arrange it.”

Du Xinmei stopped her, “Wait, what position are you going to arrange for Yueyue?”

“Qiao Yue has no work experience, so naturally she’ll start from the bottom.”

Qiao Yue pouted unhappily, “The bottom employees just print documents and run errands for the office people. They don’t train any skills. I won’t do it.”

Qiao Lan asked back, “Then what do you want to do?”

Qiao Yue, unaware of her own limitations, said, “I think the position of Financial Director is pretty good.”

Qiao Lan laughed, “Do you know what the responsibilities of a Financial Director are? You can’t even get a college degree, and you want to control the company’s finances? First figure out how much you weigh!”

Qiao Yue was so embarrassed that her face turned red.

Qiao Lao rebuked sternly, “You’re being ridiculous!”

He made the final decision, “In my opinion, you should go to the design department. Your sister majored in fashion design in college, let her teach you.”

Qiao Yue thought about working under Qiao Lan, taking her orders, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

But she dared not disobey Qiao Lao, so she reluctantly agreed, “I understand.”

Qiao Lao waved his hand tiredly, “I’m tired. You two go out. Lanlan, stay and keep me company.”