Nan Yu looked at the unfamiliar Nan Zhuoyuan, but suddenly, a different emotion surged in her heart, as if a drifting duckweed had finally found its roots, no longer aimlessly floating.
Her eyes reddened, a glimmer of tears flashing in her gaze, unable to utter a single word.
Nan Zhuoyuan patted her shoulder and then looked towards Jiang Feishun in the distance, remembering Nan Luzhi’s family. He knew that it wasn’t the right time to lay everything out in the open.
He said to Nan Yu, "Before I came here, I had already asked Yan Ren to come over. He should be arriving soon. Let’s hand those two people to him and leave this place. We’ll talk more later."
As soon as his words had fallen, Yan Ren rushed in from outside.
"Where are those two people?"
He immediately spotted Jiang Feishun, bound up tightly.
Seeing Yan Ren arrive, Nan Yu quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, returning to her usually calm demeanor.
"Captain Yan, there’s another person upstairs."
Yan Ren immediately instructed the officers behind him to go upstairs and check.
After scanning the three of them to ensure that they were unharmed,
he finally spoke up, "I heard gunshots from outside just now. What happened?"
Nan Yu was about to speak, but Nan Zhuoyuan stepped forward, calling Tan Lichuan over from a distance.
"Lichuan, you go back to the station with Captain Yan and tell him everything that happened tonight," he instructed.
Tan Lichuan nodded, "Okay."
Nan Zhuoyuan then said to Yan Ren, "Captain Yan, Nan Yu and I have some private matters to deal with. If you have any questions, ask Tan Lichuan. We will leave first."
Yan Ren didn’t refuse, "Okay."
Nan Zhuoyuan didn’t hesitate to pull Nan Yu away with him.
As they left, he didn’t forget to scan the surroundings, afraid that someone might be tracking them.
Once outside the gate, Nan Zhuoyuan immediately pushed Nan Yu into the car.
Then, driving away quickly from the old factory.
Nan Yu looked at the serious-faced Nan Zhuoyuan, a sense of curiosity rising within her.
Ten minutes later, after Nan Zhuoyuan was sure no one was following them, he chose a secluded corner and stopped the car.
Then, he turned to look at Nan Yu.
"Nan Yu, I’m quite certain that Nan Qingqing isn’t my biological sister, but everyone at home besides me believes she is the real one."
Nan Yu quickly grasped the implication of his words, "What do you need me to do?"
Nan Zhuoyuan looked at her directly, "I need to do a DNA test with you, take the report back, and tell our parents in person that you are my biological sister, their own daughter."
As soon as he finished speaking, she pulled out a folding military knife from her pocket.
She grabbed the hair behind her ear and cut off a handful with decisive swiftness, handing it to Nan Zhuoyuan.
"Is this enough?"
Nan Zhuoyuan, observing her actions, for a moment saw a glimpse of his mother when she was young.
He couldn’t help but murmur,
"You really resemble mother when she was young."
At his words, Nan Yu’s ears grew warm, her eyes holding a touch of anticipation, "Really?"
Nan Zhuoyuan nodded, "Very much so!"
He took out a bag to collect the hair, then pulled out his wallet and took a photo from inside it.
"This is mother when she was young."
Nan Yu took it from him, and for a moment, it almost seemed like she was looking at a picture of herself.
"So I resemble mom that much."
She touched the person in the photo with utmost care, tears welling up in her eyes again.
Nan Zhuoyuan comforted her, "Soon, I’ll take you home to meet mom."
Nan Yu didn’t answer whether that was good or bad, just continued to gaze at the photo, lost in thought.
Nan Zhuoyuan then shared with Nan Yu their plans regarding Nan Qingqing and the surveillance.
"...In the next few days, you need to protect yourself and wait for my message. If they do anything untoward to you, call me immediately."