She's come clean; the fake heiress has a ton of aliases.

Chapter 102 Your brother is disgusting
"Is he coming back?"

Nan Yu memorized the violet and then looked at Wang Ma.

Wang Ma nodded, "The old lady just called and said that the young master will be back later. Young Madam, you should go and rest first. I will call you when the young master comes back."

Nan Yu nodded gently and went upstairs.

Upon entering the room, she noticed a touch of purple on the bedside table, adding to the otherwise minimalist style.

The air was filled with the sweet and alluring scent of violets.

Nan Yu couldn't help but smell it a little longer, and murmured softly, "For the blanket I give him later, I should embroider violets."

She put the invitation in the bedside table drawer, then picked up her laptop and went into the bathroom.

She lay in the bathtub, placed her laptop on a wooden stand over the tub, and began typing incessantly.

I'm searching for information about the banquet the night after tomorrow, and most importantly, information about that person.

Soon, half an hour passed.

Nan Yu gained nothing.

"Senior sister, you deliberately erased all the information and data. Are you intentionally avoiding me?"

She turned off her computer, slid down into the bathtub, and submerged herself completely, trying to clear her mind of all distractions.

For a moment, the only sound in the bathroom was the sloshing of water.

Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Young Madam, are you done washing up?"

Upon hearing Wang Ma's voice, Nan Yu emerged from the water, took a few deep breaths, wiped the water from her face, and looked towards the door.

"All right."

Wang Ma's voice continued to come from outside the door.

"Young Madam, a friend of yours has arrived and is waiting for you downstairs."

Upon hearing the word "friend," Nan Yu pictured Song Yingqing in her mind. She abruptly stood up from the bathtub and wrapped herself tightly in a towel.

"Wang Ma, tell her to wait for me a moment, I'll be right down."

Wang Ma replied, "Yes, young mistress."

The next second, the sound of footsteps receding into the distance could be heard.

Nan Yu quickly dried her hair, changed into casual clothes, and went downstairs, calling out as she went, "Ying Qing..."

When I saw the people downstairs, all the words I wanted to say stuck in my throat.

She stopped and looked warily at the people sitting in the living room.

"How did you come?"

The tone was unfriendly.

Song Lihan's eyes were narrow and sinister, his thin lips were slightly upturned with a hint of mockery, and he exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

"Miss Nan, it's really not easy to see you."

Nan Yu slowly walked down, her eyes cold, and said in a chilling voice, "Patriarch Song, what brings you here?"

Song Lihan crossed his legs and looked at Nan Yu with a half-smile.

"I've come to find you for only one thing."

Nan Yu sat opposite him, slightly lifting her eyelids to meet his gaze.

"Oh? What do you need from me?"

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Song Lihan showed no weakness, slightly raising his chin as he looked at her.

"I want you to persuade Song Yingqing to stop making futile struggles and go home as soon as possible."

When Nan Yu heard him say those words in such a condescending tone, she felt nauseous.

“Song Lihan, you know perfectly well that she almost lost her life before leaving the Song family, yet you casually tell me to persuade her to go back. You are a truly disgusting brother.”

She turned directly to Qi Ming and said, "Uncle Qi, see the guest out!"

“This is not a place to recycle garbage. If he comes again, just kick him out.”

After saying that, she didn't even give Song Lihan a second glance and went straight upstairs.

Song Lihan stood up, his face showing no anger, but his dark eyes were full of ruthlessness.

"Nan Yu, please tell Song Yingqing that she owes me and the Song family, and she shouldn't even dream of paying it back. She should go home and atone for her sins as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)