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

Chapter 3 isn't about kicking you out, it's about telling you to get lost.
Xia Xing then handed his business card to Nan Yu, saying politely but distantly, "Miss Nan, if you have any urgent matters to attend to during this time, you can contact me."

Nan Yu glanced at the business card and said coldly, "No need."

She casually tossed the marriage certificate and divorce agreement into her bag.

"Go back and tell your General Manager Huo that we'll meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau three months from now."

After that, he strode away.

Xia Xing looked at Nan Yu's carefree figure with some surprise.

This Miss Nan is quite different from the rumors. He thought she would be persistent and clingy, but he didn't expect her to win him over so easily.

Hopefully, she can have it this easy for the next three months.

As soon as Nan Yu stepped out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she saw a familiar car parked there.

As soon as she got to the side, the car window rolled down, revealing Sheng Ruomei's arrogant face.

"Did you get the marriage certificate?"

Nan Yu showed her the marriage certificate, saying, "As agreed, I have married him."

Sheng Ruomei snatched the marriage certificate, and only after confirming it was real did she reveal a satisfied smile. "Xiao Wang, throw that pile of garbage downstairs."

The driver, Xiao Wang, immediately got out of the driver's seat and threw the suitcase in front of her.

Nan Yu recognized it as her suitcase at a glance, and her expression changed drastically.

"Mom, what do you mean by this?"

Sheng Ruomei's demeanor was haughty, and her words were sharp and sarcastic: "Nan Yu, you are already married. Now you are a member of the Huo family. A married daughter is like water spilled from a cup. You have little to do with us anymore."

A hint of mockery flashed in Nan Yu's eyes. "Are you all so eager to get rid of me?"

Sheng Ruomei's eyes showed disgust, and she sneered, "Watch your words, I didn't say 'get out,' I said 'get lost!'"

These words struck Nan Yu like a blow to the heart, and her face turned pale.

"Xiao Wang, drive."

The next second, the car sped away, leaving a trail of dust.

Nan Yu snapped out of her daze, looking at the scattered luggage on the floor, her eyes filled with undisguised sadness and despair. Finally, she squatted down, her hands trembling slightly, and picked up the clothes one by one, slowly stuffing them back into the suitcase.

Inside the luxury car, Sheng Ruomei laughed wildly and unrestrainedly after receiving a call from Nan Luzhi!
"Is it done?"

Looking at the marriage certificate in her hand, Sheng Ruomei recalled Nan Yu's dejected look and said triumphantly, "Don't worry, that bastard won't come back home. This marriage won't affect Qingqing's future."

Upon hearing this, Nan Luzhi said happily, "Our family just took Qingqing away. They probably haven't discovered that Qingqing is an imposter and that Nanyu is their real biological daughter."

Sheng Ruomei continued, "Given the madman Huo's personality, Nan Yu won't live more than three months. Once she dies, her shares will automatically return to us, this marriage will be dropped, and the fact that Qingqing is impersonating her will remain a secret!"

A greedy look welled up in Nan Luzhi's eyes. "Yes, when Qingqing inherits the Nan Group and takes us over, everything in the Nan Group will belong to our family of three."

The couple had planned everything perfectly.

Unaware of the truth, Nan Yu had nowhere to go and had no choice but to drag her suitcase to her best friend Song Yingqing for refuge.

To my surprise, I was met with a barrage of questions.

"Xiaoyu, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as your whirlwind marriage?"

Nan Yu was taken aback.

She just got her license and hasn't had a chance to use it yet, has she?

"How do you know this?"

Nan Yu had a bad feeling.

After all, she and that man surnamed Huo had agreed to get a divorce. If word got out, how would she explain it?

Song Yingqing is a model. At this moment, she has a head of red hair, her cold and beautiful face is filled with anger, and her eyes are filled with heartache.

"Nan Qingqing posted on her WeChat Moments last night, announcing this to the entire city of A. Now everyone knows, and they're all betting on how many days you can survive!"

"Xiaoyu, do you know that the cripple has a strange personality and loves to torture people. He's already tortured several people to death?"

"When I heard that you were going to marry this kind of person, I rushed back from City C overnight as fast as I could, but I was still too late."

As she finished speaking, her eyes reddened, and her voice was filled with self-reproach.

(End of this chapter)