When the scandal about the true and fake heiresses was raging online, Nan Xi went through great lengths to finally et the patriarch of the Yin Family.
mbers of the Yin Family were notoriously difficult to approach. Even though Nan Xi had her mother’s keepsake, it still took considerable effort to get an audience with one of their core figures.
“You’re Yin Rong’s daughter?” The patriarch, Yin Yuanhu, was a scholarly-looking man in his fifties, exuding an air of refinent. However, his attitude toward Nan Xi was ice-cold.
“Yes, Uncle. Yin Rong was my mother.”
To win his favor, Nan Xi deliberately put on a reverent expression.
Unfortunately, Yin Yuanhu wasn’t having it. He waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t call ‘uncle.’ Yin Rong severed ties with the main family long ago—she’s no longer one of us. Just address as ‘Patriarch.’ If you’re here for sothing, get straight to the point. No need for pleasantries.”
Nan Xi hadn’t expected such hostility from Yin Yuanhu. It was as if he held no affection for her mother at all.
For a mont, she was at a loss for words.
But before she could gather her thoughts, Yin Yuanhu was called away—a patient had taken a turn for the worse, and his presence was urgently needed.
With no ti to spare for Nan Xi, he instructed her to wait at a nearby hotel and discuss matters when he returned.
“Uncle, I can just stay at the family residence—”
“This is not your ho,” Yin Yuanhu cut her off bluntly before striding away without another word.
Humiliated, Nan Xi clenched her fists. If it weren’t for her plan to bring down Gu Nanyan, she wouldn’t be enduring this treatnt.
Who did Yin Yuanhu think he was, acting so high and mighty?
The Nan Family was also a prominent dynasty. Though they lacked the Yin Family’s ancient heritage, their wealth far surpassed theirs.
It took Nan Xi a while to calm down. She left the dean’s office and wandered aimlessly through the hospital.
The patients at the Yin Family’s hospital were all desperate cases—those with terminal illnesses, rare conditions, or ailnts deed untreatable elsewhere. The atmosphere was heavy, and the dical staff moved briskly, overwheld by their duties.
Nan Xi quickly grew restless under the oppressive mood and stepped outside for fresh air.
The mont she exited, a teenage boy glared at her with open hostility. “So you’re Yin Rong’s daughter? How shaless of you to show your face here!”
Nan Xi’s expression darkened. Why was everyone in the Yin Family so hostile?
“Why shouldn’t I co? My mother was one of you,” she snapped.
The boy scoffed. “Like mother, like daughter—both ungrateful snakes.”
“Don’t go too far. My mother is dead—show so respect!” If not for her need for the Yin Family’s help, Nan Xi would have slapped him right then.
“Hmph.” The boy’s disgust only deepened. “Why should I respect her when she never earned it? The Yin Family took Yin Rong in, taught her dicine, and treated her with kindness. And how did she repay them? By stealing their secret formulas and running away.
Don’t play dumb—you know exactly how the Nan Family rose to power.
Ungrateful wretch!”
What? Stolen formulas?
Nan Xi paled. She knew her father had built the family fortune using her mother’s prescriptions, but she had always assud they were her mother’s own creations. It had never crossed her mind that they were stolen.
Now that she thought about it, cold sweat broke down her back.
Where would an orphan like her mother have obtained such valuable formulas? And the ones that elevated the Nan Family to prominence must have been priceless.
The boy had no patience to watch Nan Xi’s shock and sha. After delivering his warning, he turned to leave.
“Stay away from the Yin Family’s secrets. Get out of here—now.”
Long after he was gone, Nan Xi remained frozen in place.
She had never imagined that her mother—whom she idolized—had such a dark side.
To her, Yin Rong had always been a gentle, brilliant figure, almost goddess-like. But now, the boy had ripped away the veil, exposing an ugliness she never knew existed.
The revelation hit her hard. She had always taken pride in her mother—her dical genius, the respect she commanded, the way she had helped her father restore the Nan Family’s glory.
And yet…
Nan Xi stood there, taking deep breaths until she could steady herself.
She couldn’t afford to be shaken. Not now.
She reminded herself of her mission—to bring down Gu Nanyan. Nothing else could distract her.
Originally, Nan Xi had planned to stubbornly stay at the Yin residence, but now, guilt gnawed at her. Instead, she booked a room at the hotel across the street.
Inside, she paced endlessly.
This wasn’t going as smoothly as she had hoped.
The Yin Family’s prejudice against her ran deep. They might not even believe her accusations.
She needed more leverage.
With that in mind, Nan Xi began editing clips of Gu Nanyan’s wellness exercise videos—specifically selecting monts where Gu Nanyan demonstrated incorrect techniques. She also dug up unflattering photos from Gu Nanyan’s past.
Only after compiling this ammunition did she finally relax.
It wasn’t until the next day that Yin Yuanhu found ti to see her again.
Nan Xi felt a bit uneasy, worried that her words wouldn’t be taken seriously.
To her surprise, the mont she finished speaking, Yin Yuanhu believed her—and flew into a rage. "What did you say? Soone is impersonating Princess Changning and swindling people out there?"
Nan Xi was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Yin Yuanhu to believe her so quickly. Her eyes flickered as she pretended to defend Gu Nanyan. "Maybe the health exercises she’s teaching really are the legendary Tongtian Health Exercises? Many experts and professors say they look strikingly similar and believe there’s a high chance they’re the real deal."
"Impossible! Unless Princess Changning herself were alive," Yin Yuanhu dismissed outright.
Without even glancing at the docunts, Yin Yuanhu adamantly insisted that Gu Nanyan’s exercises were fake—no way could they be the Tongtian Health Exercises. Nan Xi was left with no room to maneuver.
She pushed the docunts toward him and asked, "Would you like to take a look?"
Yin Yuanhu shook his head. "You don’t understand. Historical records say the Tongtian Health Exercises were created by gathering the wisdom of extraordinary talents across the land, but that was only the initial version. Later, Princess Changning made significant revisions. In truth, the complete form of the exercises was known only to her.
"Then, Princess Changning passed away suddenly, leaving behind no instructions whatsoever."
So that was how it was.
Nan Xi nodded, then grew even more excited.
Hahaha! It seed Gu Nanyan was truly dood this ti!
There was no way the Tongtian Health Exercises could exist in this world—Princess Changning had been dead for ages. With the Yin Family backing this claim, even if Gu Nanyan talked herself hoarse, no one would believe her.
The thought of Gu Nanyan’s impending disgrace made Nan Xi tremble with anticipation.
She pressed urgently, "Clan Leader, will you expose Gu Nanyan now?"
The clan leader shook his head. Though he suspected Gu Nanyan was up to so trickery, the Yin Family always insisted on solid evidence. They would send soone to investigate firsthand.
"How troubleso," Nan Xi muttered in disappointnt. Another delay of several days.
The clan leader summoned several elders of the Yin Family to discuss who should be sent.
As the debate grew heated, a cool, composed female voice cut through the noise. "I’ll go."
"Xiangyuan?"
Everyone was stunned. Yin Xiangyuan was the most talented descendant the Yin Family had seen in a century—a master of dicine and the undisputed next clan leader.
Sending her seed like overkill.
The elders hesitated.
Yin Xiangyuan stepped forward, her voice calm yet razor-sharp. "Is there anything more important to the Yin Family than matters concerning Her Highness? Have you forgotten the hopes of our ancestors?
"Besides, is there anyone in the entire Yin Family who understands Princess Changning better than I do? I must see for myself what Gu Nanyan is truly up to."
At this point, Yin Xiangyuan’s gaze flicked toward Nan Xi, and she added coolly, "And one more thing—Yin Rong was morally bankrupt. I can’t fully trust the words of her descendants."
Nan Xi: "..."
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