82: Chapter 80: Who can say itâs not predetermined by Heaven_1 82: Chapter 80: Who can say itâs not predetermined by Heaven_1 Nanxi signed the contract because she needed to save Liang Qiaoqiao and protect the Liang familyâs art heritage as well as her grandmother and uncle.
Most importantly, she needed to find her missing parents!
She missed them so much!
It had been six long years since they last saw each other.
The longing was carved so deeply into her heart that she simply couldnât remove it!
Though it seemed like she had made a good deal by pretending to be Lu Yinchuâs girlfriend for just a while, he even gave her complete freedomâ¦
As for the final additional termâ¦
Nanxi shook her head.
The two situations he mentioned were impossible!
Firstly, it was impossible for a man like Lu Yinchu to fall in love with her unless the sun rose from the west!
Secondly, she already had Li Weihuan and couldnât possibly fall for Lu Yinchu, although she had to admit that Lu Yinchu was indeed a very charming man!
But still, in Nanxiâs eyes, men like Lu Yinchu were much too divine.
Even though he was appealing, she felt him too far beyond her reach!
She gripped her purse tightly and quickly called Liang Qiaoqiao, informing her that she had raised the necessary money.
Liang Qiaoqiao seemed doubtful and couldnât quite believe it, âNanxi, how did you manage to do this?
Where did you get that much moneyâ¦?â
Nanxi naturally wouldnât tell the truth.
Instead, she lied, âCousin, itâs not that I have that much money.
Do you remember Bai Yuchuan and the others?
They are all from rich families and money isnât an issue for them.
This time, they chipped in together.
When you come back, be sure to treat them to a meal!â
Liang Qiaoqiao seemed to believe that and finally said, âNanxi, thank you.
Iâm sorry for all the trouble.â
Nanxi felt a pang in her heart, âCousin, donât mention it.
We are family, after all.â
After ending the call with Liang Qiaoqiao, she went to the bank to transfer the money.
Still, the bank imposed a restriction due to the huge amount being transferred.
Helpless, she dialed Mo Yanâs number.
Mo Yan was efficient as usual.
Before five minutes had passed, the receptionist received an internal phone call which was forwarded from an upper-level bank manager.
The bank then processed the overseas transfer for Nanxi.
As soon as everything was dealt with, Nanxi quickly hopped onto a bus to return to school.
Now she had one more task to complete â she needed to ensure that her story aligned!
Nanxi did not want anybody to know about her involvement with Lu Yinchu.
She didnât want to inform Liang Qiaoqiao who would surely question her furtherâ¦
Liang Qiaoqiao might be a rather simple and careless person and occasionally lose her temper or showed her naivety, but after a few years in the workplace, she knew some of the rules and principles.
Hence, it was not so easy to deceive her.
To successfully deceive Liang Qiaoqiao, she had to ensure that everyone stuck to the same story.
She contacted Yang Su and Lan Qiqi to pass the word.
Everyone agreed and they were relieved that the issue seemed to be resolved.
Nanxi even claimed that she and her uncle had mortgaged the art store without informing Liang Qiaoqiao, who had a high regard for the property.
This further convoluted the truth.
All doubt was erased from everyoneâs mindâ¦
After everything was done, Nanxi was quite frustrated because she had never lied before!
But now, for Qiaoqiaoâs sake, she was lying to her friends and deceiving her own cousin, Liang Qiaoqiao!
That day, Nanxi was lying on her bed, feeling bad.
Han Baobao was the only one with her in the dormitory.
She inquired, âNanxi, your uncleâs store isnât that big.
How did you manage to get so much money from mortgaging it?â
Nanxi stammered, chuckling nervously, âThatâs because⦠there are many precious calligraphies and paintings kept inside.
We mortgaged everything together.
Even my uncle has to continue working there.
So, hahaâ¦â
Nanxi didnât want to explain any further!
Or, to put it another way, she didnât want to lie anymore!
Nanxi got out of bed, changed her clothes, and left the dormitory to walk aimlessly around the campus.
It was around four in the afternoon.
She took out her phone and found Li Weihuanâs number.
In the end, she chose not to call him.
He was probably having his afternoon nap around this time.
Just as she was about to put her phone away, she was bumped by a girl walking past her.
The unplanned jostle caused her hand to shake and somehow dial a numberâ¦
Nanxi gasped: seeing that familiar yet alien number dialing, she felt an icy chill down her back.
Because the number was, after all, Lu Yinchuâs!
Nanxi hastily tried to hang up, but before she could press the end button, the call was picked up!â¦
Hanging up now would be impolite, wouldnât it?
Besides, Lu Yinchu had just helped her a lot, and she didnât want to upset him, at least not at the moment!
Nanxi took a deep breath and put the phone to her ear, addressing the receiver in a soft voice: âHello, Mr.
Lu, this is Gu Nanxiâ¦â
â¦
When Nanxi called, Lu Yinchu was in the Lu familyâs garden.
It was a rare Saturday, and he had come home early to spend some time with his grandfather.
They had just started their game of chess when his phone rang.
Seeing the number, Lu Yinchuâs eyes narrowed for a moment.
He then smiled at his grandfather, âGrandpa, Iâm going to take this call.â
His sharp-witted grandfather sensed something, seeing his grandsonâs feigned calm and the slight curving of his brows.
Watching as Lu Yinchu moved away and answered the call, he thought, there must be something significant about this call, probably something to do with a girl, and judging by his reaction, it seems he might be fond of that girl.
Listening to his grandfatherâs implication, Xia Zhen turned and glanced at her son, who was standing with his side facing her.
His expression was relaxed, his posture was upright, and he exuded an aura of elegance.
He surely must have been very attractive to girlsâ¦
However, Xia Zhen knew well that her son, particularly when it came to women or girlfriends, was extraordinarily restrained, especially these past few years.
The last time he mentioned that he had found someone he could marry, Xia Zhen believed him.
As he didnât sound in a rush, she didnât press him further about it.
She trusted that her son, being the adult he was, would handle it properly!
In the garden where Lu Yinchu stood, the flowers were brilliantly blooming; it was a splendid sight to behold.
On the other side of the call, the girlâs voice seemed a bit uneasy.
He could imagine that she probably didnât mean to make the call.
But he was in a good mood and convinced himself that it was a sweet dream:
Because the âaccidentalâ call was made to him, so, who could say it wasnât the will of heaven?