"Young Master!"
Whoosh—
Another dark figure leaped down from the second floor.
Bang!
The figure delivered a flying kick that struck the woman’s arm.
The gun went awry!
An Ru, cradling her left arm, fell to the ground, while the previously subdued Nan Zhuoyuan stood calmly unharmed.
Next to him stood a woman in black, looking down at her from above.
An Ru recognized the face immediately.
"Nan Yu, weren’t you at the police station? How come you’re here?"
Nan Yu removed her hat, looking at her skeptically, sure she had never seen this person before.
"I’m not the murderer, why should I be at the police station?"
She stepped on the gun, preventing An Ru from snatching it back, and looked her in the eyes.
"Why are you helping Jiang Feishun? I’m not the blood daughter of Nan Luzhi, just a former adopted daughter disowned by the Nan Family."
Upon hearing this, An Ru was taken aback, staring at her intensely, doubting her own life.
"You’re not Nan Luzhi’s blood daughter? You’re the adopted daughter?"
Nan Yu nodded slightly.
"I have no reason to lie to you."
An Ru, filled with hatred, glared at Jiang Feishun who had just descended the stairs, attempting to flee.
"Jiang Feishun, how dare you deceive me!"
After saying this, she charged at Jiang Feishun.
Seeing her furiously approaching, Jiang Feishun hastened to say, "They’re all deceiving you—you shouldn’t believe her lies—the Nan Family are all liars; not a single one of them is good!"
An Ru paused mid-stride, her face turning terrifyingly dark, unable to decide whom to trust.
Meanwhile, Nan Zhuoyuan wasn’t willing to let her go, he spoke out, "Lichuan, catch them all and take them to the police station."
Tan Lichuan promptly responded, "Right."
He moved swiftly, first subduing Jiang Feishun before rushing towards An Ru.
An Ru knew that if she didn’t run, her ten-year revenge plan would come to naught.
She pulled out another gun from behind her waist, aiming in their direction.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
She fired two shots!
"Nan Yu, be careful."
Dust and smoke arose; Nan Zhuoyuan quickly grabbed Nan Yu by the shoulders, shielding her behind him.
The bullets seemed intentionally misfired, landing at their feet, with no one injured.
As the gunfire ceased, Nan Yu looked up only to find An Ru had vanished.
Nan Zhuoyuan noticed this too, he simply stated, "Don’t worry about her right now."
Then he looked down at Nan Yu and suddenly found himself speechless.
Despite having so much to say, he was voiceless at that moment.
Nan Yu, looking into the eyes that bore a resemblance to hers, recalled the photograph she had found.
"...Big brother."
Nan Zhuoyuan, hearing those two words, stiffened, his eyes widening in disbelief.
He asked impatiently, "What did you just call me?"
Nan Yu immediately sobered up, realizing she had misspoken.
Currently, Nan Zhuoyuan had been deceived by Nan Qingqing’s family, believing that Nan Qingqing was his blood sister.
Calling him that, how could he now believe anything she said.
For the first time, Nan Yu nervously swallowed, took a step back, and chuckled, "You heard wrong."
Nan Zhuoyuan immediately replied, "No, I clearly heard you call me big brother!"
Nan Yu looked slightly uneasy, "I..."
Nan Zhuoyuan took a step forward, firmly grasped her shoulders, his expression serious and stern.
"Nan Yu, do you also know that you are my real sister?"
Nan Yu abruptly looked up, surprised, "Also?"
Nan Zhuoyuan, with reddened eyes, said, "Since Nan Qingqing came home claiming to be my sister, I’ve always doubted it and have been looking for you for a long time."
He sighed deeply, "Thankfully, I’m here today and finally met you."