The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities-Chapter 326: The Deceased Nan Yu Attends the Banquet

Having sent Nan Luzhi away, Nan Zhuoyuan immediately called for Tan Lichuan.

"Lichuan, take some people and secretly search for Xiao Yu in the ancestral home. Make sure no one knows about it."

Tan Lichuan nodded silently and quickly turned to look for her.

As soon as he left, Nan Zhou came over with a glass of red wine and handed it to Nan Zhuoyuan.

"Brother, who are you looking for?"

Seeing Nan Zhou approach, Nan Zhuoyuan glanced at Nan Qingqing who, with a smile on her face, was clinging to Nan Bofu in the distance. He took the wine and took a deep sip.

"Doctor Li is missing. I’m looking for her."

He didn’t deliberately hide this from Nan Zhou.

Following Nan Zhuoyuan’s gaze, Nan Zhou saw his father introducing Qingqing to the social elite, a look of indulgence flashing in his eyes.

He casually said, "How could Doctor Li go missing? The ancestral home is large, sure, but it’s not like someone could just disappear, right? She wouldn’t have gotten lost and mistakenly wandered into that courtyard filled with clutter on the north side, would she?"

That place was usually deserted, and the path there wasn’t easy to navigate. For someone not familiar with it, it would indeed be quite easy to get lost and end up there.

Nan Zhuoyuan withdrew his gaze and squinted at Nan Zhou before taking out his phone to send a message to Tan Lichuan, directing him to check the area.

Nan Zhou’s voice was still echoing in his ear.

"Brother, is Dad really going to announce tonight that sister will become the heir to the Nan Group?"

After typing his message and putting away his phone, Nan Zhuoyuan nodded, "It was decided at the time of my sister’s birth that she was to be the heir to the Nan Group."

But the Nan Group belonged to Xiao Yu, not this imposter Nan Qingqing.

The fake Nan Qingqing, sensing Nan Zhuoyuan’s gaze, raised her wine glass with a beaming smile, toasting him from afar with a clinking gesture.

By her side stood Nan Luzhi, wearing a sycophantic expression, pushing the wheelchair-bound and completely paralyzed Sheng Ruomei.

Nan Luzhi whispered to Nan Qingqing, "Qingqing, Ruomei wanted to see you reclaim your place in the Nan family with her own eyes, so I made a point of bringing her here. You two have a chat."

Nan Qingqing, facing the teary-eyed Sheng Ruomei, immediately half-crouched down and grasped her hands.

"Foster mother, how have you been these past few days?"

Sheng Ruomei hadn’t seen Nan Qingqing for several days, and now, seeing her again, her eyes brimmed with a sorrowful tenderness.

Moved to tears by the realization that the goal they had pursued for so long was about to be achieved today, more tears slipped down her face.

"Qingqing, I’m much better now. Vice Chairman Gu said that in another week, I should be able to move. Don’t worry about me; just take care of yourself," she said.

Nan Qingqing obediently nodded, "I will."

The picture of mother and daughter was one of deep affection.

Turning his head, Nan Bofu caught this scene, and a different kind of emotion flickered in the depths of his profound eyes.

One of his business partners, raising a glass, said to him, "Mr. Nan, you are indeed fortunate! To have a biological daughter who is so deeply devoted to her foster mother, she will only be more filial to you and your wife. You are blessed for the future!"

Nan Bofu’s mind flashed to Nan Qingqing’s recent feigned concern for Duan Zhu, carrying a whiff of falseness.

Without changing his expression, he smiled and said, "Yes, indeed fortunate."

Suddenly, Nan Bofu lost the desire to continue the conversation and looked towards Nan Zhuoyuan in the distance.

"Zhuoyuan, come over and introduce Qingqing to everyone; I need to rest for a bit," he said.

Nan Zhuoyuan had just finished reading Tan Lichuan’s reply that Xiao Yu hadn’t been found, only a broken rope had been picked up in the storage room to the north.

With a serious expression, he approached Nan Bofu and looked at the family of three that was Nan Qingqing.

"Dad, there’s something I need to tell you about Nan Qingqing, she’s not really..."

Your daughter.

Before he could finish his sentence, a commotion at the door interrupted him.

"Nan Yu is already dead, and her invitation is void. No matter where you’ve picked up this invitation from, please leave immediately!"