After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Chapter 390: Meeting the Nan Family Again

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The lively Ruan Ying was like a ray of light in life. She appeared during Murong Qiao and An Nuo’s recent busy days, making the three of them gather from time to time. There were no negative emotions.

When she returned to school for class after she was done, Murong Qiao even had the illusion that time had passed too swiftly.

For the past few days, she had been immersed in documents. When she returned to school and heard the chaotic conversation around her, Murong Qiao relaxed.

“Qiaoqiao?” Yang Xin waved her hand in front of her eyes.

At this moment, class had yet to start. Yang Xin sat beside her and looked at her. “Why are you in a daze? How’s your homework going?” “Homework?” Murong Qiao came back to her senses.

Leng Yan added, “I didn’t inform you about the homework yesterday.” As Leng Yan spoke, she took out her phone and forwarded the homework requirements and the content that needed to be completed to Murong Qiao. It was a professional class assignment. They had to survey a building designated by the school and write a 3,000-word report to submit.

“You’re different from us.” Yang Xin came over to take a look.

There were many addresses. The students were randomly assigned them to avoid reporting plagiarism.

Murong Qiao glanced at the homework, and then her attention was attracted by the sudden notification.

[Huo Yichen: I might not be able to pick you up after school today. I’m sorry.] [Huo Yichen: Huo Hong recently arranged for me to take over a big project. I have a lot of things to do.]

After sending two messages, there was nothing else.

Murong Qiao looked at the status next to the name. The input disappeared again, right on the heels of that.

She hadn’t seen Huo Yichen for many days, but from the news he sent every day, she knew that he was very busy and was working on the Huo family. Murong Qiao knew that he couldn’t be disturbed.

Her fingertips paused on the screen for a long time before she slowly typed a line of words and sent it over.

[Murong Qiao: Okay, I miss you very much.]

Perhaps longing couldn’t be expressed in a few words, but Murong Qiao typed it out. As long as Huo Yichen could see this message, she would feel happy.

Ever since Huo Xiuyuan’s engagement was canceled and he was sent away by Huo Hong, it was obvious that Huo Hong was very disappointed in him.

Now that Huo Yichen was alone in the Huo family and was the sole heir, Murong Qiao had nothing to worry about.

“Alright, alright. Get ready for class.” An old and stern female voice sounded from the podium.

Murong Qiao’s thoughts were pulled back. She looked at the female teacher on the podium, whom everyone called “Madam Annihilation”, begin to draw on the blackboard with a book in her hand.

The sound of chalk rustling could be heard. The traditional teaching method made Murong Qiao completely keep up with the teacher’s teaching speed. She even diverted some attention and planned to go to the place where the homework was arranged after this class ended.

She never had the bad habit of procrastinating.

After the last class in the afternoon ended, Murong Qiao followed the address to the building corresponding to the assignment.

Some old but still imposing buildings stood beside a residential building. Their presence was extremely obvious. Murong Qiao walked along the route on the map.

It was an old-fashioned residential building. The gray color matched with the complicated cable wires around it. There were even sparrows perched on the wires.

“… Qiaoqiao?” It was a familiar voice and a surprised tone.

Nan Xuan, who had just come out of his house, didn’t expect to see his Little Sister here, so he fell silent.

Murong Qiao recognized Nan Xuan’s voice. She turned around and saw Nan Xuan standing in the shadows of the corridor, looking at her in a daze.

Neither of them had expected to meet each other in such a place. However, Nan Xuan only felt ashamed. He had never planned to let his Little Sister see such a scene, nor did he want her to know that the Nan family would live in such a place.

“Why aren’t you leaving?” Nan Kang’s irritable and impatient voice came from behind Nan Xuan.

Even though she hadn’t heard it for a while, Murong Qiao recognized Nan Kang’s voice immediately.

Nan Xuan’s expression froze. He wanted to hide it, but it was too late. Nan Kang pushed him forward, completely revealing Nan Kang behind him.

Nan Kang mumbled something incoherent. He was so focused on Nan Xuan that he didn’t realize that Murong Qiao was beside him.

He was still holding a bottle in his hand. “Stop dilly-dallying. Give me some more money to buy wine.”

“I…” But Nan Xuan only felt that his voice was dry.

He was almost embarrassed. Under his Little Sister’s gaze, he stood rooted to the ground helplessly.

“You… live here?” Murong Qiao asked hesitantly.

She only knew that the Nan family was in dire straits, but she didn’t know that the Nan family was actually… in such dire straits.

They were living in such an old residential building, and Nan Kang was not wearing expensive clothes like silk. The short-sleeved shirt that looked like it was bought from a street stall was worn on him, and one could even see stains that might be caused by alcohol.

“Nan Qiao?” Only then did Nan Kang notice her.

He had almost lost his demeanor as the head of the Nan family, and he had also lost the calmness and elegance of a businessman. Now, there was only secularity and decadence left on him.

On the other hand, Murong Qiao was wearing a clean and simple white top with a pair of extremely slim black pants. She was wearing a pair of sneakers and a high ponytail. If she carried a school bag, people would believe that she was a freshman.

However, Nan Kang’s gaze fell on Murong Qiao’s expensive lady’s watch, and a drooling smile suddenly appeared on his face.

“Are you here to visit us?” Nan Kang said to himself.

As a son, Nan Xuan knew what his father was thinking from his tone.

Nan Xuan frowned. “Qiaoqiao probably has something to do here. Dad, don’t-” “It’s a good time to come over. We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Let’s get to know each other better.” Nan Kang rubbed his hands.

He turned a deaf ear to his son’s words. The moment he saw Murong Qiao, he started to think about how to get benefits from her.

However, Nan Xuan didn’t want his Little Sister to enter.

Recalling the chaotic scene at home, which was mostly Nan Kang’s wine bottles and all kinds of trash that hadn’t been cleaned up at all, Nan Xuan was too embarrassed to invite Murong Qiao in.

But he couldn’t stand Nan Kang’s “passion”. He looked at Murong Qiao with a burning gaze, and the smile on his face was filled with other thoughts.

I’m Murong Qiao, not Nan Qiao,” Murong Qiao corrected him coldly. Nan Kang naturally followed her lead and nodded quickly. “Murong Qiao it is Murong Qiao, shall we go in?”

He lowered his stance and followed Murong Qiao’s words. If she hadn’t seen with her own eyes how Nan Kang had chased her out mercilessly, Murong Qiao wouldn’t have recognized the man in front of her at all.

“Sure,” Murong Qiao agreed.

She also wanted to see how miserable the Nan family was now.

However, Nan Kang was overjoyed by Murong Qiao’s answer.

He seemed to see the hope and brilliance of the Nan family’s rise in Murong Qiao.

“Qiaoqiao, do you have any fruits you want to eat? I’ll get Nan Xuan to buy any food or drinks…” Nan Kang was overly polite to Murong Qiao.

As long as he curry favor with Murong Qiao and obtained the help of the Murong family, it was not impossible for the Nan family to return to their previous position or even become stronger than before.

Nan Kang was already thinking about how to get some benefits from his daughter. It would be best if he could repair their father-daughter relationship and make her listen to him obediently. This way, he would be able to build a relationship with the Murong family and wouldn’t be afraid of those people who looked down on him in the past..