Chapter 32: Playing Matchmaker

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Wei Xin said in a panic, “Brother Zecheng, I’m sorry. I accidentally pressed your phone number and dialed it automatically.”

Fortunately, she was quick-witted and came up with an excuse to exonerate herself and Li Zecheng.

However, Qiao An did not want to let her go. She said faintly, “Miss Wei, let me remind you that Li Zecheng and I are not officially divorced. You seduced him while I was still married to him. You are a shameful third party.”

Wei Xin cried out aggrievedly, “Qiao An, Brother Zecheng and I are really innocent.”

Qiao An said, “Miss Wei, you’re not related to him. Yet you live in his house and use his money. You think you’re innocent?”

Wei Xin said, “That’s because Brother Zecheng sympathized with my family’s bankruptcy, so he provided me with these help for free. Qiao An, don’t think too much.”

Qiao An laughed softly. “Do you have no arms or legs, or are you underage? Do you need to depend on others to live?”

These words made Wei Xin and Li Zecheng extremely embarrassed.

Wei Xin stopped defending herself and asked Qiao An listlessly, “Qiao An, you’re really scheming. You clearly still care about Brother Zecheng, but you deliberately asked for a divorce. Is this trick really useful?”

Li Zecheng’s lips curled up. Seeing Qiao An and Wei Xin fighting over him, he was certain that Qiao An still had feelings for him.

Unexpectedly, Qiao An’s next words nailed him and Wei Xin to the pillar of shame.

“Wei Xin, before Li Zecheng divorced me, no matter how bad he is, he’s still a disloyal dog I raised. No one is allowed to touch my things because I’m afraid that you have an infectious disease.”

Wei Xin was so angry that she could not speak. She sobbed.

Qiao An handed the phone back to the ashen-faced Li Zecheng. “The pheasant is crying. Comfort her.”

Li Zecheng gave Qiao An a fierce look. He had been stabbed by Qiao An’s jibes. This would throw the humiliation to the back of his mind. He accused Qiao An angrily, “Qiao An, don’t you just want to divorce me? Fine. I’ll make you regret it until your intestines turn green.”

With that, Li Zecheng left.

Qiao An lay leisurely on the bed. She tried to cross her legs, which had just regained some mobility. She was in a beautiful mood.

Just a blessing in disguise. Soon Qiao An received a call from her lawyer.

The lawyer told Qiao An the earth-shattering news. “Miss Qiao An, as you requested, I have already looked into all the assets under your and your husband’s name. I’m sorry to inform you that your husband owns a property in Riverside Mansion, two properties in Star-Palace, and a Bentley limousine. Star-Palace is his premarital property, so the only joint assets belonging to you are Riverside Mansion and the Bentley. However, he also has two hundred million in debt under his name, which you will have to share with him. As for the dividends from the shares you mentioned, and the other proceeds, I think…”

The lawyer trailed off.

Jo Ann said, “Go ahead.”

The lawyer said, “I suspect he’s been transferring assets. However, you have to have proof, or this divorce will be very bad for you.”

Qiao An was petrified.

She did not expect Li Zecheng to be so sinister. He had long moved the family’s assets.

The lawyer seemed to sense her frustration and gave her some advice. “Ms. Qiao An, the priority is that you get evidence that your husband cheated on you and transferred assets. Otherwise, not only will you leave the marriage with nothing, but you’ll also be saddled with a huge debt.”

“Got it.” Qiao An hung up.

Frustrated, she sank onto the bed and stared up at the white ceiling, her mind filled with self-loathing.

Looking back, ever since she jumped off the building, she had been dominated by anger and despair. She was impulsive, which was why she had asked Li Zecheng for a divorce.

On the other hand, Li Zecheng quietly transferred his assets and even deliberately distanced himself from Wei Xin so that she could not catch him.

What was she going to do?

At noon, Qiao An’s group of good friends unexpectedly appeared at the hospital.

They were the “girlfriend” candidates that Qiao An was going to introduce to Li Xiaoran. Because of Li Xiaoran’s photo, they attached great importance to this blind date.

Jo Ann saw that her usually slovenly best friends had suddenly put on exquisite makeup and put on their ladylike dresses. All of them were charming. Jo Ann gave them a thumbs-up.

“Doctor Li definitely won’t be able to escape your clutches.”

Lan Xi said excitedly, “An’an, hurry up and call Dr. Li over. I can’t wait to see what he looks like in person. He’s too handsome in the photo. Is there really such a handsome person in the world? He’s even better-looking than those top celebrities. It’s a pity not to be a celebrity.”

“That’s right. A three-hundred-and-sixty-degree face with no dead angles. In my opinion, the photo was photoshopped, right?”

“Even if it’s a photo scam, the real person must be good.”

Jo Ann vowed, “I’m not lying to you. The picture I gave you is his real life picture. I took it in secret.”

“What are you waiting for? An’an, quickly call him over to go on a blind date with us.”

Qiao An took out his phone and glanced at the time, secretly guessing that Li Xiaoran should have completed his ward rounds by now.

She gestured for the girls to keep quiet and pressed Li Xiaoran’s number.

The call was answered by a deep, sexy, magnetic, gentle voice. “Qiao An, what is it?”

“Doctor Li, are you busy now?” Qiao An knew that Li Xiaoran was always busy, so she didn’t dare to harass him.

“I happen to be free. Tell me,” Li Xiaoran said.

Qiao An sighed with relief.

‘Can you come to my ward now?’

“What’s wrong?” Li Xiaoran could not hide his nervousness.

But Qiao An hemmed and hawed.

Li Xiaoran noticed that she was a little sneaky, so he said, “It’s lunch break now. If a male doctor rashly enters a female patient’s ward, it will make people suspicious. Qiao An, are you sure you want me to come over?”

“I dislocated my ankle.” Qiao An made a last-minute excuse.

“I’ve never heard of a paralyzed patient being able to dislocate her ankle,” Li Xiaoran complained. He clearly didn’t believe Qiao An’s lie.

Qiao An had no choice but to continue her lie. “I was on the floor practicing my walk and I accidentally fell.”

As expected, Li Xiaoran became anxious when she said that.

“You sure are capable. Without a doctor present, who allowed you to practice walking without permission?” Li Xiaoran hung up.

Qiao An looked at the disconnected phone and pouted. “So are you coming or not?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door. In the next second, Li Xiaoran’s tall and slender figure stood at the door.

“Qiao An.” He was still panting when he spoke.

Qiao An sat on the bed and looked at him guiltily.