Manxi

The engagement of the most adored daughter of the Li Family was broken off. Her furious family members railed against the heartless man and vowed to make him pay the price. * Later on, Li Qiao met her ex-fiancé’s big brother by chance. Some said he was the most mysterious man in Nanyang and his name was Shang Yu, aka Shang Shaoyan. While some others called him the overbearing and obsessive underground Overlord of Nanyang from whom everyone should stay away. Standing in the misty rain, Li Qiao gazed at the ruthless and untamed man with a shallow smile, said, “Hello, I’m Li Qiao.” She would become her ex-fiancé’s sister-in-law, if not wife. * Li Qiao and her ex-fiancé met again on the street several months later when he sneered at her, “Are you following me? Haven’t you given up hope yet?” A harsh voice berated him from behind, “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” From now on, only one rumor was circulating in Nanyang City – The merciless Overlord of Nanyang had one woman he uncritically doted on. Her name was Li Qiao.

The Favored Heiress

In the interrogation room, Deputy Director Zhang sat across from Li Qiao, flipping through the documents in his hand with an affected air and smiling malevolently, "You're just a girl and yet you have quite the temper. Do you know who I am?"


Li Qiao looked down, touching her nails indifferently as she retorted, "Does it matter who you are?"


Deputy Director Zhang immediately showed displeasure. He had been handling cases for many years and had seen all kinds of tough nuts, but if it weren't for this girl's looks, he would have forced a confession from her long ago.


"Hmph, you've got quite the nerve. You walk into the station and show no remorse. Are you not afraid that I, as the Deputy Director..."


His threatening words hung in the air when suddenly the door to the interrogation room was forcefully pushed open from the outside.


Deputy Director Zhang shivered and without looking shouted, "Who is it? Haven't you heard of knocking?"


Chapter 84: Qiaoqiao, Godfather is Late