Chapter 11: Qiao Lan Was Kicked Out

The next day

Qiao Lan handed a suit to the man, coughed lightly, and said, “Could you be my driver for the next couple of days?”

She had spent a lot of money on a headhunting company last night, but couldn’t find a suitable driver.

She had a company event to attend in the morning and desperately needed a driver.

“Alright.”

Mo Qian went back to his room to change into the suit.

Qiao Lan sat on the sofa replying to messages. Hearing footsteps, she asked without looking up, “Does it fit?”

“It’s alright.”

Qiao Lan looked up, only to be stunned. Her clear eyes flashed with amazement, and a hint of suspicion, “Is this the suit I gave you?”

The suit she gave the man was a driver’s uniform, with a casual cut and no specific style. But it fit the man’s body surprisingly well.

He was tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The black trousers hugged his powerful legs, as if holding infinite power. Every step he took was steady and strong.

He didn’t look like a driver at all. He was clearly a walking clothes rack, a shining supermodel on the runway.

Qiao Lan could imagine the commotion he would cause if he appeared at the company.

Mo Qian saw her furrowed brow and raised an eyebrow, asking, “Is it ugly?”

Qiao Lan sighed helplessly, “It would be better if it was ugly.”

She took a pair of sunglasses from the drawer and put them on the man. She thought it would slightly conceal his brilliance.

But with the sunglasses on, his facial features became even more three-dimensional. His crimson thin lips were pressed into a straight line, making him look cold and charming, making people want to kiss him.

Gulp…

Qiao Lan swallowed involuntarily.

The next second, her vision darkened. The man’s handsome face was magnified before her eyes. His sexy thin lips moved slowly, “What, do you want to kiss me?”

His voice was low and magnetic, his warm breath spraying against her eyelashes.

With a bang, Qiao Lan’s mind went blank. All she could see was his thin lips.

Mo Qian looked at the little woman’s dazed face, a smile curving his thin lips.

Qiao Lan, who had shed her pretense of strength, had a kind of cute beauty. It didn’t clash with her stunning face.

The man’s upturned lips stimulated Qiao Lan. She came back to her senses and said angrily, “Can you stop flirting with me?”

She had a strong resolve when it came to handsome men. Why was she acting like a cheap woman in front of Mo Qian?

Mo Qian reached out his big hand, gently stroking Qiao Lan’s hair, calming the little woman who was on edge. “I only flirt with my wife.”

“I don’t believe you.”

Mo Qian’s actions were like those of a seasoned player in the field of love.

Mo Qian’s deep pupils held a sincerity, “You will believe me later.”

Qiao Lan pursed her lips.

Did they have a later?

She didn’t bother arguing with the man. She went to the entrance, put on her high heels, grabbed her bag, and left.

Mo Qian watched her put on those pointed, thin-heeled high heels, his eyebrows furrowed.

Qiao Lan didn’t notice the man’s gaze. She was talking to her assistant about the day’s schedule.

When she got to the car, Qiao Lan habitually reached for the door. A big hand opened the door before her, and the hand was placed on top of her head to prevent her from bumping her head.

Qiao Lan looked at the man’s gentlemanly behavior and couldn’t help but wonder, was this humble and polite man really a gangster?

Seeing Qiao Lan in a daze, Mo Qian raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you need me to help you with your seatbelt?”

“I can do it myself.”

She wasn’t used to physical contact with men.

Most importantly, she was afraid she would lose control.

…

Haishi Sports Stadium

Today was the day Lan Xin made its debut at the Haishi Fashion Week.

Lan Xin focused on the mid-range market and had already gained popularity. If the fashion show was successful, the brand’s popularity would increase even more.

Qiao Lan took this fashion show very seriously.

Qiao Yue, wearing a luxurious and sexy dress, arrived at the venue early.

Her scandal with Chu Zhiheng had been widely publicized, almost everyone knew about it. So she became the focus of attention as soon as she appeared.

Her sisters in the same circle came up to greet her, “Qiao Yue, did you also receive an invitation from the brand?”

Qiao Yue was the daughter of the Qiao Group and a black-red variety show star. It was not strange for her to receive an invitation to a fashion show.

Especially since her scandal was still hot, appearing here at this time could also attract traffic for the fashion show.

Qiao Yue didn’t like this explanation. She put her arms around her chest and said proudly, “I’ve joined the Qiao Group. I’m here to watch Lan Xin’s fashion show. Do I need an invitation from the brand?”

The sisters heard this and their eyes changed instantly.

“So, the rumors in the circle recently are true? Qiao Lan was really kicked out?”

After the wedding was canceled, Qiao Lan seemed to have disappeared.

The circle was saying that the wedding video was released by Qiao Lan, that she offended the Chu family, and was therefore kicked out of the Qiao family.

Qiao Yue’s appearance here seemed to confirm the rumors.

Qiao Yue said ambiguously, “I don’t know. She hasn’t been home recently, and she hasn’t gone to the hospital to visit Grandpa.”

They all knew how much Qiao Lan cared about Qiao Lao. She hadn’t even gone to the hospital, so it was most likely true.

Only Qiao Yue knew that Qiao Lao hadn’t kicked Qiao Lan out. She didn’t understand why Grandpa valued her so much.

Qiao Yue said resentfully, “Even if she hasn’t been kicked out now, it’s only a matter of time. Qiao Lan is just a poor wretch who was abandoned by her own parents. I’m the real daughter of the Qiao family!”

Blood ties trumped all!

The sisters immediately echoed, “That’s right, you should be sitting in the position of CEO of the Qiao Group. Why does Qiao Lan deserve it?”

“Yueyue, you even snatched her husband away. The Qiao Group will be yours sooner or later.”

“Yueyue, when can we drink to your wedding with Mr. Chu?”

Qiao Yue’s eyes dimmed.

After Chu Zhiheng left the Qiao family that day, she couldn’t get in touch with him.

The relationship between the two families was so strained, she didn’t know if she and Chu Zhiheng would have a future.

The few of them saw Qiao Yue’s bad complexion and didn’t continue the topic. Instead, they said, “Yueyue, Lan Xin’s fashion show is very important to the outside world. You maintain your figure so well, why don’t you walk the opening show?”

“Yes, yes. If you’re noticed by an agency, maybe you can go back to your old job and become a supermodel.”

Yes, she had debuted as a model. Now her reputation was ruined, she couldn’t get any scripts, but she could walk the runway.

The more Qiao Yue thought about it, the more excited she became. She quickly called Qiao Zhenyuan, “Dad, I want to walk the opening show.”

Qiao Zhenhua frowned and reprimanded, “Qiao Lan has already found a model to walk the opening show. Don’t be silly.”

Although he was foolish, he knew the importance of this new product launch.

Qiao Yue’s reputation was so bad, if she walked the opening show, the Qiao Group would become a laughingstock in Haishi.

Qiao Yue heard Qiao Lan’s name and her anger went straight to her head. She said resentfully, “Dad, I think you’ve been brainwashed by Qiao Lan. You’re always siding with her!”

She said, “If I perform well and am noticed by an agency, becoming a supermodel, wouldn’t that be a credit to you?”

“This fashion show’s opening is a great opportunity. Are you sure you’re not giving it to me, but to an outsider?”

Qiao Zhenyuan fell silent. After a moment, he said in a low voice, “Let me think about it.”

Qiao Yue smiled.

Qiao Zhenyuan didn’t refuse, which meant there was hope.

She was worried that Qiao Lan would appear at the fashion show and cause trouble, so she asked her sisters to intercept Qiao Lan at the entrance.

The other party immediately agreed.

Qiao Lan had already been kicked out. She wouldn’t be stupid enough to offend the future mistress of the Qiao family.