The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities-Chapter 17: Big Brother

Li Xue thought about the Nan Qingqing she had met the day before yesterday, who was cute, clever, and likable. If she had been acting all this time, her acting skills were too good.

She furrowed her brows and said, "Even if Nan Qingqing is fake, why are you so sure that Nan Yu is real?"

Nan Zhuoyuan answered without hesitation, "Besides Nan Yu, I can’t think of any other way the Nan Family could have obtained someone else’s hair and blood samples so stealthily to fabricate them."

Li Xue fell silent.

After a while, she spoke, "What if Nan Yu isn’t?"

Nan Zhuoyuan sighed, "That’s why I want to meet Nan Yu first, take her for a paternity test, and then tell Mom and Dad."

Li Xue’s eyebrows were tightly locked. "Mom and Dad are planning a grand banquet in three weeks, where they will introduce Nan Qingqing as the heir to Nan Group to all the wealthy families."

"Are you sure you can prove Nan Yu is your biological sister in these three weeks and bring her back?"

Nan Zhuoyuan pulled out a cigarette and smelled it closely, "As long as she calls me, I can settle all the matters."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

He quickly checked, it was an unfamiliar number.

A thrill of excitement crossed Nan Zhuoyuan’s mind, "It must be Nan Yu calling me."

Li Xue also looked on expectantly, watching him answer the call.

As soon as the connection was made, the person on the other end called out.

"Big brother."

Before Nan Zhuoyuan could respond, the person continued, their voice evidently carrying a sob.

"It’s Qingqing. There is something I want to ask for your help with."

Excitement in Nan Zhuoyuan’s eyes instantly faded, and he fought the urge to hang up the phone. Calming himself, he said in a grave tone, "What is it?"

Nan Qingqing sniffled softly, "Big brother, can you lend me one million? I’ve run into some trouble and urgently need the money."

Nan Zhuoyuan tried to remain calm, "What kind of trouble have you encountered?"

Nan Qingqing’s crying grew louder, pitifully she said, "Big brother, you know I have a foster sister. Although she dislikes me, I’ve always endured it. Tonight, she caused trouble in a bar and inflicted a loss of one million."

"She just walked away, and I was afraid the bar would come after our family and that she would be scolded and beaten, so I thought of compensating on her behalf."

"But I don’t have that much money, so I thought of borrowing from you, and I will pay you back once I earn it."

Nan Zhuoyuan spoke slowly, "Is your foster sister called Nan Yu?"

Nan Qingqing said, "Yes, that’s her."

Li Xue couldn’t help but speak, "Is Nan Yu really that bad?"

Nan Qingqing hesitated upon hearing another woman’s voice, then continued, "Sister-in-law, she was sent to the countryside when she was young, raised by my uncle who has a bad temper and a gambling addiction. That’s why her personality is a bit peculiar."

She paused, "But no matter what, she is still my sister. My uncle treats her poorly, so I want to treat her better."

Nan Zhuoyuan and Li Xue exchanged glances for three seconds, then slowly spoke, "You are soon returning to your real home, let your foster sister bear the consequences of the trouble she has caused. Besides, her parents can afford to pay one million for her damages; you should not intervene."

Li Xue also spoke softly from the side, "Qingqing, if it were you who caused the trouble, it would be reasonable for us to help you solve it, but if it’s her, we have no reason to help her."

Nan Zhuoyuan didn’t give Nan Qingqing a chance to speak again, "Alright, let her parents handle this. It’s getting late; you should go rest."

He hung up the phone directly.

Nan Qingqing stood at the entrance of the bar, her eyes red, glaring at her phone, angrily stomping her feet on the spot.

Her mind was still racing, thinking about how to solve the problem inside.

Just then, Meng Yi came out.

A dark glint passed through her eyes, and she quickly put on a look of grievance, looking up at Meng Yi with wet, deer-like eyes.

"Meng Yi, I didn’t bring enough money today; could you lend me one million?"

"If you can lend it to me, when Ghost Doctor Chang Ming returns from overseas in two weeks, I’ll introduce you to him, guaranteed to get you chosen as his closed-door disciple."