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

Chapter 258 Violet
"I couldn't find Nan Qingqing, so I came here. Isn't your young mistress Nan Qingqing's adoptive sister? She must have a way to contact Nan Qingqing!"

Meng Fu spoke urgently, his tone revealing his impatience.

The news of Nan Yu's death did not reach Meng Fu's ears. He thought that Nan Yu was alive and well as Mrs. Huo, and that he would go directly to her to inquire about the missing daughter.

Qi Ming tried to comfort her, "Mr. Meng, I'm really sorry. After our young mistress got married, the Nan family forcibly severed ties with her. She hasn't been able to contact Nan Qingqing for a long time. Moreover, our young mistress has recently had an accident and is not at home at all. You should try looking for her elsewhere."

Wang Ma said coldly, "If you can't find her at the Nan family, then go look for her at the Nan Corporation. Nan Qingqing is now the daughter of the Nan Corporation, and she's with Duan Zhu at the Nan Corporation Hospital every day."

Upon hearing this, Meng Fu's rigid mind seemed to be injected with fresh water, and he instantly became clear-headed.

"Thank you, I'll go look for it now."

After saying that, he turned around, got into his car, and left the Huo family.

Nan Yu walked out from behind the balcony and watched him leave completely before going downstairs.

As soon as she came down, she said to Qi Ming, "Uncle Qi, Meng Yi is missing?"

When Qi Ming saw that Nan Yu was awake so early, he immediately said, "Young Madam, did we wake you up? Meng Yi disappeared last night after leaving the bar with four men. Meng Fu has been looking for her this morning."

Seeing that Nan Yu was dressed in thin clothes, Wang Ma quickly picked up a coat and put it on her. "Young Madam, it's chilly this morning. You've just recovered from your illness, so don't catch a cold."

She pressed Nan Yu down onto the sofa and then said, "I don't know what Meng Fu was thinking. His daughter went missing, but he didn't report it to the police. Instead, he just wandered around aimlessly like a headless fly."

Nan Yu coughed twice, her voice still hoarse and unpleasant, but she felt much better than yesterday, not as heavy, and her mind was much clearer.

"He was probably too worried because Meng Yi suddenly disappeared."

Qi Ming brought the freshly squeezed orange juice to Nan Yu's side.

"Young Madam, this has nothing to do with you. Let him look for it slowly. The most important thing for you now is to recover." Nan Yu finished her orange juice in one gulp and felt her throat was a little better.

"Well, City A isn't that big. I estimate we'll be able to find them in a few days."

Wang Ma went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and Qi Ming stayed by her side. "Young Madam, many more violets have bloomed in the courtyard this morning. Why don't I accompany you to take a look?"

Nan Yu nodded and slowly stood up. "Okay."

She went outside and saw clusters of purple flowers in the courtyard, with a faint fragrance in the air, which made her feel refreshed and relaxed.

Qi Ming stood to the side and said with a smile, "Because the young master has difficulty walking, he used to dislike going out and would lie in bed all day. The old lady was afraid that he would become depressed, so she put a pot of violets by his window."

"From then on, the young master would sit up in bed every day and look at a violet from morning till night."

"Afterwards, in order to make the young master happy, we planted violets all over his window. As a result, the young master was willing to go out of his room and water the flowers every day, and his serious illness improved a lot."

Looking at this sea of ​​purple flowers, Nan Yu could imagine Huo Junyan sitting in his wheelchair, admiring the violets and feeling their hopeful vitality.

"Uncle Qi, where are the scissors? I want to pick a few flowers."

Qi Ming was overjoyed and quickly handed her the scissors, thinking she wanted to pick flowers to give to the young master.

"Young Madam, the scissors are here."

Nan Yu took the scissors and cut off a few newly blooming violets, which still had dewdrops on them.

She wanted to take it to her mother, hoping that she could wake up soon.