After Swapping Lives, the Metaphysics Side Character Became the Wealthy Family's Beloved - Chapter 123

“Then… what should I call you? He Jingnian? Mr. Jingnian?” Li Qiao teased, looking at him with playful eyes.

Suddenly, a face leaned in close, and He Jingnian pressed a light kiss to her lips.

“He—Jing—Nian!”

Li Qiao’s round eyes glared at him, her pout making her look adorably indignant.

Under his unabashed gaze, she could feel her face growing hotter by the second.

“Get some rest,” she said before quickly leaving the bedroom. Once outside, she lightly patted her cheeks, as if to cool them down.

“Miss Li, the guest room is ready for you,” He Yi reminded her.

Her room had been arranged right next to He Jingnian’s.

Lying in bed, Li Qiao tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Her mind kept replaying that kiss.

She touched her lips, then pursed them and shut her eyes tightly. “Sleep, just sleep!”

As the night deepened, Li ShaoYu was also restless. The thought of Li Qiao staying at He Jingnian’s house gnawed at him.

Frustrated, he got up to get a glass of water.

Downstairs, he found Li ShaoJing already there.

The brothers exchanged a glance, and Li ShaoJing seemed to understand. “Worried?”

“Big Brother, we both know what kind of person He Jingnian is. The fact that he’s so close to QiaoQiao—it worries me.” Li ShaoYu sat on the couch, his tone tense.

“You… QiaoQiao isn’t a child. She’s not an ordinary girl. I trust her judgment.”

Li ShaoYu looked at his older brother in surprise.

“You used to be so overbearing.”

“People change.” Since Li Qiao’s return, Li ShaoJing’s perspective had shifted significantly.

The two brothers sat together, chatting for a while.

“How’s Third Brother doing?”

“You didn’t call to check on him after he got injured?” Li ShaoJing raised an eyebrow.

At that, Li ShaoYu looked a little guilty. “I was busy at the time and didn’t get to properly ask, but I did send him a text.”

After that, he hadn’t followed up.

“ShaoXing’s back at the club. He’s probably live-streaming right about now.”

“Got it. Thanks for the heads-up, Big Brother.” Li ShaoYu grabbed his phone and headed back to his room.

…..

The next morning, as Li Qiao stepped out of the guest room, she ran into He Yi.

Casually, she brought up Li SongSong.

He Yi answered frankly, “Miss Li, you might not know this, but the Li family is in trouble. They wanted Jiu Ye’s help, so they sent Li SongSong as a ‘beauty trap.’ Too bad for them, our Jiu Ye has always been principled—ordinary women don’t even catch his eye.”

Then, as if realizing something, he quickly added, “Of course, Miss Li, you’re the exception.”

“……”

If Li SongSong had shown up at the Ming family’s place, did that mean she’d shifted her target?

When Li Qiao pushed open He Jingnian’s door, she found him already washed and dressed. She studied his complexion, then checked his injuries again—and was still amazed.

He had healed completely.

“Let’s go down for breakfast.” He Jingnian took her hand and led her downstairs.

After the meal, Li Qiao finally left He Jingnian’s house—only to run straight into Jian LanFeng.

Come to think of it, it had been a while since she’d last seen him.

She gave him a once-over. His injuries had healed.

“Li Qiao, you stayed the night here?” Jian LanFeng’s brow furrowed slightly, a shadow crossing his expression.

His tone carried an unspoken implication: You’re still young. You don’t understand a man’s intentions…

Li Qiao walked past him without a second glance.

His arrival delighted Old Master Li, though the elder could clearly see Jian LanFeng’s true purpose in coming.

He’d be more than happy to see the two of them together.

“Dr. Jian, if you have something to say, say it outright. There’s no need to follow me around.”

Li Qiao poured herself a glass of water, entirely unbothered.

“I came to thank you—for saving my life, and for saving LanXin’s.”

“Oh. Noted.”

Jian LanFeng watched her profile, then slowly stepped closer. “Li Qiao, don’t you have anything else to say?”

“Like what?”

Jian LanFeng pressed his lips together, silent.