"Can I go?"
Song Yingqing’s face showed a look of surprise.
"I heard that the Traditional Chinese dicine Association’s banquet only allows internal mbers to attend, can I really go?"
Nan Yu nodded, "The invitation says that we can bring a family mber. It’s perfect for to take you."
Upon hearing this, a blush rose on Song Yingqing’s face, and she coughed twice, "Xiao Yu, since you’ve called a family mber, I will definitely go."
Nan Yu placed the brewed dicine in front of Song Yingqing, "Then you should drink up your dicine quickly, get better soon so you can accompany the day after tomorrow night."
Song Yingqing imdiately drank it in one gulp, "I’m sure I’ll be cured when I wake up tomorrow morning!"
After everything was in order, Nan Yu checked the ti and saw it was about right. She turned to Song Yingqing and said, "Yingqing, rest well at ho. I’ll co to pick you up the night after tomorrow, I’m heading back now."
Song Yingqing nodded, "Okay."
Nan Yu went downstairs, donned a duckbill cap, and directly climbed into a black car.
The black car imdiately rged into the traffic, and after a short while, it beca indistinguishable from the other cars, its exact destination uncertain.
anwhile, the white car that had been following all this ti had lost track and pulled over to the nearest curb.
Without a second thought, the driver in the car imdiately phoned his boss.
"Boss, I’ve lost track of Nan Yu."
Nan Luzhi, who was at the Nan Family’s ho, flew into a rage upon hearing this.
"How could you lose her? What use are you, you’re useless!"
After cursing, he hung up the phone.
Smash!
He then smashed the phone into pieces.
Nan Qingqing, entering from outside, saw this scene and looked puzzledly at Nan Luzhi.
"Dad, what’s wrong?"
Nan Luzhi, seeing Nan Qingqing, felt sowhat soothed and was less irritable.
"Qingqing, these useless fools, I don’t know what they’re even good for. They lost Nan Zhuoyuan a few days ago, and now they’ve lost Nan Yu as well."
Nan Qingqing sat down next to Nan Luzhi and poured him a cup of tea.
"Dad, calm down. Did you just say which day they lost track of Nan Zhuoyuan?"
Nan Luzhi took a sip of tea, and although so relief washed over him, his expression remained ugly, "It was the evening after Luo Ji died. Nan Zhuoyuan left the house, and they lost him after less than ten minutes."
Nan Qingqing’s eyes narrowed upon hearing this, her expression turning serious.
"Dad, I’ve heard so news these past two days. Nan Yu has caught the real killer of Luo Ji and has been cleared of all charges, she’s been out for quite a while."
Nan Luzhi paused with his tea, and abruptly looked up at Nan Qingqing.
"The police caught Jiang Feishun?"
Nan Qingqing nodded, "It seems that Jiang Feishun confessed to everything, admitting that he killed Luo Ji and that it had nothing to do with Nan Yu."
A hint of worry flashed in Nan Luzhi’s eyes, "Have the police traced anything back to us?"
Nan Qingqing shook her head, "No."
Nan Luzhi exhaled and continued drinking his tea, "It seems Jiang Feishun really cares about his family. We don’t have to worry about him spilling everything we did."
Nan Qingqing placed her hand on Nan Luzhi’s arm, "Dad, I’m not worried about Jiang Feishun talking nonsense, I’m worried about sothing else."
"Hmm?"
Nan Qingqing explained, "I heard that Jiang Feishun was caught by Nan Yu, but with her abilities, how could she have managed to catch Jiang Feishun? I suspect that it was Nan Zhuoyuan who helped her catch him that night, and then they said it was her who caught him."
Nan Luzhi abruptly set down his teacup, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"You suspect that Nan Yu and Nan Zhuoyuan t that night?"
Nan Qingqing nodded, "Dad, otherwise, why would there have been no issues with following them before, and so many problems now?"
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