Fated love: the unwanted bride

Editor: Exodus Tales

Ye Jiaqi squinted her eyes and looked at the news sleepily.

All her social groups had exploded and there was only one topic: “Master Qiao has Returned!”

Various web portal headlines had already changed:

“Big shot of the business world, Qiao Sinian, secretly returns tonight.”

“Someone took a photo of Qiao Sinian’s figure from behind at Ranst Hotel. His style and looks remain unabated.”

“We will wait and see how the business world in Beijing will change.”

Ye Jiaqi narrowed her eyes as she scanned the message before smiling slightly and turned off her phone to sleep.

The photo was taken secretly by her before she left but she would not admit that.

With this headline, she was hopeful of being tenured.

Ye Jiaqi hugged her pillow in contentment before falling asleep.

After getting her job, she would never have to go out to do part-time work.

She wouldn’t have to work so hard again.

Ranst Hotel, Presidential Suite.

In front of a wide french window, Qiao Sinian lit up a cigarette.

From the eighty-eighth floor, he could see the most prosperous parts of the entire city.

The lights were bright like a cluster of gems and there was an endless stream of traffic.

He just came up from the pool and took a bath.

Not long after his cigarette was lit, his assistant Meng Chen knocked and walked in.

The smoke lingered around Qiao Sinian’s side. His face was faintly discernible and flawless.

“Master Qiao, a paparazzi took your photo without permission.” Meng Chen handed over his phone.

Meng Chen had always been brief and concise with his words, only focusing on the key points.

Qiao Sinian breathed out a breath of smoke and took a glance at Meng Chen’s phone.

Sure enough, the headlines of all the major web portals were on him.

However, there was only one photo in all the headlines and the quality of the photo was not that high.

Moreover, the photo only captured his back.

“Master Qiao, I’ll go check.”

Meng Chen took initiative without Qiao Sinian ordering him.

He had followed Qiao Sinian for so many years now and he knew that Master Qiao would definitely not allow this to happen.

Qiao Sinian had attempted to return incognito this time to not cause any fluctuations or changes in Beijing.

The Ranst Hotel was a property that was owned by the Qiao Clan. They had excellent security performance and incredible monitoring.

Therefore, they had selected this place to be where they stayed for the first night.

“No need.”

Qiao Sinian returned the phone to Meng Chen, his facial expression remaining unchanged.

“There’s no need, Master Qiao?”

In Meng Chen’s eyes, this was a big deal.

“Just go prepare to go back to the Qiao Residence tomorrow,” QiaoSiNian ordered.

“Yes,” Meng Chen replied as he nodded. “Master Qiao, do you want the little lady to come with us as well?”

The little lady he spoke about was not anyone else but Ye Jiaqi.

Although Ye Jiaqi was picked up randomly, Qiao Sinian had never treated Ye Jiaqi as an outsider, let alone a subordinate.

No one in the Qiao Residence dared to offend Ye Jiaqi and all of them called her little lady.

When she initially arrived at the Qiao residence, she trembled in fear. She was scared of everything she saw and wherever she went, she clung onto Qiao Sinian.

But later, after being spoilt by Master Qiao, she became cheeky and constantly ran about.

In the entire household, only Master Qiao could scold her but no one had ever seen Master Qiao do that.

Everyone in the Qiao residence said she had a good life to be pampered by Master Qiao. Even if she flipped Beijing upside down, no one would dare to say a word.

“Why invite her?” QiaoSiNian said faintly, “Pack up her room.”

Meng Chen paused for a moment. It had been three years and no one had dared to touch her room.

Although Ye Jiaqi had moved out, her room was still cleaned every day and no one dared to live in it.

But now, Master Qiao had spoken.

“Master Qiao, do we move everything out?” Meng Chen asked carefully.

“You still think she’s a lady? Tell her to come to get everything herself!”

“Yes.”

With that, Meng Chen left.