Chapter 7: Model Best Friend

“Qiao Qiao, I was wrong.” Le Yao knew that Qiao Qiao was the original Han Binglan’s only good friend and the only one who was sincere to her. Unfortunately, she still fell out with Qiao Qiao in the end because Qiao Qiao kept persuading her to leave Nangong Jue. However, from now on, she needed to manage this friendship well. After all, the eldest daughter of the Qiao family was very powerful. She was already divorced and had to find a backer.

There was a moment of silence on the line. After a long while, Qiao Qiao’s voice became uncertain. “Are you really that stupid Han Binglan from before? Did I call the wrong number?” That stubborn Han Binglan actually apologized? Didn’t she always argue with her?

The corner of Le Yao’s mouth twitched. Han Binglan was indeed a fool, but she wasn’t. “The previous fool, Han Binglan, is already dead. Now, the one alive is the brand new Han Binglan who has completely woken up. I even gave myself the online name, Le Yao, which means that I want to live a happy and carefree life in the future…” There was definitely nothing wrong with this lie. She felt smart and gave herself a thumbs up.

There was a long silence on the line.

“Qiao Qiao?” Le Yao only heard breathing but did not hear any voices. She felt that it was a little strange and could only call out to her.

“Um… do you… have anything you want to say to me?”

“Um… Bestie, that sounds nice, but keep it up.” Qiao Qiao coughed. “We’ll talk about everything when I get back.”

“Okay.” Le Yao nodded. “Well, I’m moving out of Zeyu Garden. I might have to stay in your house first.”

“Feel free to stay. I told you to move out a long time ago. You know the door code, and I’ve already entered your fingerprints… It’s best if you can stay forever and don’t go back… Tell you what, you can stay for three years. I’ll transfer the house to you…”

“President Qiao, it’s so good to have you.” Le Yao sighed sincerely. So what if she was cannon fodder? Even the emperor had poor relatives. She had such a generous model best friend who could give her a house just like that. Not to mention three years, she would not refuse even if it was thirty years.

“Alright, I’ll go back tomorrow. Wait for me.” Qiao Qiao hung up the phone. She had wanted to delay for another two days, but now she couldn’t. She had to go back immediately. She had to see what kind of demon had possessed her best friend. She had changed too much.

Le Yao hung up and drove back to Zeyu Garden. She packed her things and left with her suitcase.

“Young Mistress, where are you going?” Uncle Bai appeared right on time.

“I’ve already signed the divorce papers. Since we’re divorced, I can’t live here anymore.” Le Yao smiled. “Thank you for taking care of me for the past few days. I’ll come back to see you when I’m free. Bye.” Then she left.

Uncle Bai was speechless.

Should he inform the young master?

As for Le Yao, she drove straight to Lijing Apartments. This was a gift from Qiao Qiao’s father when she was admitted to Xiling Jiao Tong University. It was a 180-square-meter duplex, well-furnished, and she could directly move in with her luggage.

Comparing her father to her own scumbag father, there was a big difference.

Since Qiao Qiao had been away for a few days, she originally instructed the hourly cleaner to come over early to clean up. However, Le Yao rolled up her sleeves and started working. She would save her dear best friend the money for the hourly cleaner.

While working, she did not forget to prepare a nutritious Four Gods Soup for herself.