Nan Yu lowered her head and nodded slightly.
Nan Zhuoyuan reached out and patted her shoulder, his gaze filled with doting.
"Xiao Yu, your big brother will always be your big brother, and you will always be my sister. You can tell me anything that’s troubling you."
Nan Yu slowly looked up and met his gaze, feeling her heart beating violently.
Her eyes slightly reddened, she hoarsely said, "...okay."
Nan Zhuoyuan watched as Nan Yu got into the car and drove away, his eyes full of reluctance.
He took out a cigarette, leaned against the car, and smoked fiercely, one drag after another.
Only after Nan Yu’s car was safely out of his sight did he crush the cigarette in his hand.
Then he turned suavely, got into the car, and spoke coldly like an emperor.
"Back to the ancestral home!"
Two hours later, at the Nan Family ancestral home.
Nan Zhuoyuan stepped out with his long strides from the car, exuding an imposing aura.
He slightly lifted his gold-rimmed glasses and walked into the ancestral home with a serious expression.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard soft crying coming from the living room.
Upon closer inspection, it was Nan Qingqing crying!
Seeing this imposter, Nan Zhuoyuan couldn’t help but feel furious and quickly strode forward.
"Nan Qingqing, what are you doing here?"
Hearing Nan Zhuoyuan’s voice, Nan Qingqing trembled even more, her crying growing louder.
Nan Zhuoyuan frowned and was about to speak when a loud rebuke came from behind him.
"Nan Zhuoyuan, how dare you come back? Look what you and her foster sister have done to Qingqing—bullying her like this."
Nan Qingqing, sitting on the sofa, heard the voice, immediately stood up, and threw herself into the arms of the speaker, crying loudly.
"Mom, don’t blame big brother, it must be my foster sister tricking him..."
As if she had endless grievances.
Dressed in a dark cheongsam, the dignified and elegant Duan Zhu, seeing Nan Qingqing crying like this, couldn’t help her eyes welling up with tears.
She said sympathetically, "Qingqing, don’t cry. With mom here, just tell me how Nan Yu has been bullying you these past years."
Nan Zhuoyuan watched this scene, his expression turning instantly dark, glaring at Nan Qingqing.
"Nan Qingqing, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Seeing Nan Zhuoyuan like this, Duan Zhu immediately glared at him, "How are you speaking to your sister?"
Nan Zhuoyuan, clenching the documents in his hand, said through gritted teeth, "Mom, you’ve been deceived by Nan Qingqing, she is not my sister!"
Hearing this, Duan Zhu scoffed, "Are you trying to say that Qingqing deliberately pretended to be Nan Yu, trying to take over the Nan Group, and even threatening our entire family’s lives?"
Nan Zhuoyuan was stunned, "Mom, you know?"
Duan Zhu, holding Nan Qingqing’s hand, pulled her to sit on the sofa and gently wiped away her tears with a tissue.
"Qingqing has already told me everything. That vile-tempered Nan Yu has deceived you. She claims to be my own daughter when in fact she is not; she just wants to take everything that belongs to Qingqing."
Resentment flickered in her eyes, "Not just that, she even stole the marriage that belonged to Qingqing!"
Tears blurring her vision, Nan Qingqing looked at Nan Zhuoyuan, "Big brother, she looks seventy percent like me, so it’s normal for you to be deceived by her."
"But she has been a habitual liar since we were children, always envious of me. Whatever I have, she wants to take away. She took my marriage before, and now she even wants to take away my real family."
She cried pitifully, looking at Duan Zhu, "Mom, it doesn’t matter if I lost the marriage, I can let her have it, but you are my birth mother, I can’t let such a cruel-hearted person harm you all!"