The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities-Chapter 309: Duan Zhu is Dead

Song Yingqing was afraid she would be discovered here, exposing Xiao Yu’s true identity, so she quickly packed the wet clothes into a bag.

She retraced her steps back the way she had come, climbed over the towering wall, and rode her motorcycle away from there.

When she arrived home, the first thing she did was take out the wet clothes to get them cleaned.

Bending over, she could clearly smell the blood on the clothes.

On closer inspection, she could see the water stains dripping from the clothes mixed with blood, leaving a trail on the ground.

Song Yingqing’s face turned pale in an instant, her hands trembling as she held the clothes.

"Xiao Yu..."

She pictured Xiao Yu’s pale back in her mind, covered with shocking wounds that had turned white from the soaking rain.

Such severe injuries could only have been caused by a harsh fall to the ground and violent friction.

The pain would have reached deep into the bones, as though the heart was being gouged out.

Yet, Xiao Yu hadn’t uttered a word of pain, focusing all her attention on Duan Zhu, intent solely on saving her mother.

Tears swirled in Song Yingqing’s eyes, her face full of anguish, as she shakily took out her phone to send a message to Nan Zhuoyuan.

She had to tell him about Xiao Yu’s injury, so he would constantly check on Xiao Yu’s condition!

At that moment, in the Nan Family ancestral house, Nan Zhuoyuan had no time to look at his phone. Instead, he stood at the doorway of the room, staring in disbelief towards the direction of the bed.

Duan Zhu on the bed was not breathing, and the heartbeat shown on the monitor had flatlined.

"Mom... passed away?"

Tears silently streamed down his cheeks.

A heavy atmosphere enveloped the entire room, with only Nan Qingqing’s cries growing louder by the moment.

Nan Qingqing knelt beside the bed, weeping to her grey-faced father, Nan Bofu.

"Dad, how could Mom die? Could there be some mistake?"

"Is it because I didn’t bring Doctor Li here? I was going to ask Doctor Li to come, but big brother refused and didn’t believe what I said. He dragged me here by force and left Doctor Li alone in the room."

She glanced at Duan Zhu, who was no longer breathing on the bed, then shed a few crocodile tears.

"Dad, it’s all my fault. If I could have called Doctor Li here, we would have known what poison Mother had taken, and she wouldn’t have died from the poisoning like this!"

Then, with a loud cry, she threw herself onto Duan Zhu’s cold, lifeless body.

"Mom, you didn’t see me officially return to the Nan Family. How could you leave me behind and go just like that?"

"Mom, please don’t leave Qingqing behind..."

Seeing this, Gu Chuxin feigned sorrow and said, "Qingqing, your mother passed away just a second before you all returned. I used every method I could, but... sigh!"

Nan Qingqing, looking at Duan Zhu’s deceased form, felt a surge of joy within her heart.

On the surface, she had to act as if she was struck by the blow, her face covered in tears.

"Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all because I came back too late!"

Seeing Nan Qingqing’s inconsolable crying and then looking at the lifeless Duan Zhu, Nan Bofu felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he seemed to have aged overnight, his entire being appearing haggard.

He clenched his fists, straightened his back, and an icy chill emanated from him, his hatred for that Doctor Li reaching its peak.

He gritted his teeth and ordered, "Someone go and tie up that Li Yingying. I’m going to send her down to make amends to A Zhu!"

Li Chongbai, standing beside the bed, had a pale and powerless face, his body on the verge of collapse.

Just ten minutes ago, Duan Zhu was unharmed and everything was normal. How could it be that after Gu Chuxin arrived, in less than ten minutes, Duan Zhu died!

Now all suspicion was directed at Xiao Yu. What was to be done?

It was over, everything was over!