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

Chapter 150 Starting Work at the Company

"Xiaoyu, my good daughter, have you suffered here?"

Sheng Ruomei got out of the car, tears streaming down her face. She immediately dragged her left leg, which was in a cast, to Nan Yu and hugged her tightly with heartache.

Then, when no one was looking, he quietly sprinkled all the powder hidden in his sleeve onto Nan Yu's back.

Nan Yu was startled by Sheng Ruomei's intimate behavior and quickly pushed Sheng Ruomei away, her expression changing. "Madam Nan, we have severed our mother-daughter relationship. What are you doing?"

Nan Qingqing, who got off the bus behind, looked somewhat resentful upon hearing this.

"Sister, your adoptive mother has been so good to you, yet you insist on severing your mother-daughter relationship. Do you know how much this hurts your adoptive mother?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Ruomei shed even more tears, looking utterly heartbroken.

"Xiaoyu, you can complain about your mother all you want, but please don't be angry with her anymore, okay?"

Ren Xingzhou, who arrived at the cabin on his motorcycle, couldn't help but frown upon seeing this scene.

Nan Qingqing glanced at Ren Xingzhou, and the expression on her face became more natural.

She said sadly, "Sister, do you know that our adoptive mother hasn't been sleeping or eating well these past few days? She was already sick and was recuperating in the hospital every day, but because she was worried about you, she insisted on coming to see you despite the doctor's advice."

"Sister, why can't you be more sensible?"

Sheng Ruomei immediately turned to Nan Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, stop talking. I was the one who wronged Xiaoyu first, and it's right that she hates me now."

She looked at Nan Yu with a weary expression, "Xiao Yu, now that I see you're alright, I'm relieved to have you here."

As Nan Yu watched the two of them sing and act so convincingly, the indifference in her eyes reached its peak.

"Madam Nan, are you saying you don't want to sever our mother-daughter relationship?"

Sheng Ruomei, who was crying, froze, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Ren Xingzhou staring at them.

She bit her lower lip, looked up at Nan Yu, and said, "Xiao Yu, Mom..."

Nan Yu interrupted her directly, saying, "Madam Nan, you should think this through before you speak. If you take back your words about severing ties, shouldn't you let me work at the Nan family's company to prepare for taking over the company?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Ruomei's expression cracked. She chuckled awkwardly, "Xiaoyu, your father will arrange for you to join the company. You're still young, there's no need to rush. You can enjoy yourself for a few more years."

Nan Qingqing, who was behind her, also said, "Sister, you dropped out of high school and don't know anything. The company is in crisis right now, and your adoptive father is already having a headache. You should stop causing trouble."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

"He took my 100 million dowry, and he still can't handle the company's problems?"

When Ren Xingzhou heard about the "one hundred million dowry," his eyes lit up with surprise.

He looked at Sheng Ruomei with curiosity.

Sheng Ruomei also felt the burning gaze. She pursed her lips, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, but continued to pretend to be a loving mother.

“Xiaoyu, if you insist on joining the company, then after you leave here, I will talk to your father and find you a suitable position to join the company.”

Nan Yu raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised that Sheng Ruomei agreed so quickly.

Sheng Ruomei continued, "Xiaoyu, just stay here for a while and don't worry about home. We'll talk properly after you get out and I guarantee you'll get a job at the company."

Nan Qingqing chimed in, "Sister, your foster mother has already agreed to your request, so don't make her angry anymore. Just behave yourself and don't cause any more trouble."

Nan Yu didn't answer them, but turned to look at Ren Xingzhou.

"Brother Ren, do you have paper and pen?"

Ren Xingzhou responded with a puzzled look, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Could you please lend me this for a moment?"

Nan Yu paused deliberately for a second, looked at Sheng Ruomei and Nan Qingqing, and had a clear smile on her lips.

"I never believe in words; I always prefer written agreements and fingerprints."

(End of this chapter)