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

Chapter 327 That bitch Nan Yu isn't dead
The name "Nan Yu" exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

"Wasn't Nan Yu dead? She turned to ashes, how could she be here?"

"Is there a mistake? Could it be two people with the same name?"

“It’s strange that Nan Yu, who is dead, is attending the banquet.”

Everyone looked curiously towards the door, but they couldn't see anyone; they could only hear loudly blocking the other person from entering.

They had never met Nan Yu, but they had heard a lot about her during this time. She had turned the entire Nan family upside down, especially the incident where she seriously injured Madam Nan, leaving her in a vegetative state.

It's strange that someone who is clearly dead is now appearing openly at the Nan family banquet.

Nan Zhou looked up at the doorway, downed the red wine in his hand in one gulp, turned to look at Nan Luzhi, and his eyes instantly turned sharp.

"Nan Luzhi, didn't you say Nan Yu was dead? What's going on with this person?"

Nan Bofu lowered his eyes, his gaze towards Nan Luzhi devoid of any emotion, only filled with deep displeasure.

"Nan Luzhi, are you lying to me?"

Nan Luzhi felt the oppressive force of death emanating from the two of them, and his obese body began to tremble violently.

He hurriedly wiped the sweat from his brow and gritted his teeth, saying, "Master, Fourth Young Master, Nan Yu is really dead. I personally collected her body, and I watched her turn to ashes and be buried in the tomb. She couldn't possibly be here!"

Nan Qingqing slowly stood up, walked to Nan Bofu's side, and took his arm.

“Dad, Nan Yu is definitely dead. I even have her burial video. That guy outside is most likely an imposter trying to scam money. Let’s get rid of him.”

Nan Zhuoyuan put down the wine glass in his hand, unbuttoned the button on his wrist, and his stern face was mixed with a bit of fierceness.

"Who can tell if the urn is really Nan Yu's? It's not impossible that you might produce fake ashes and claim it's hers to deceive us."

"Instead of guessing here, let's just invite her in and let everyone see if it really is Nan Yu."

At this point, he raised his long, slender hands and clapped twice in the air. "Butler Hu, please invite Nan Yu in from outside!"

Butler Hu immediately went out.

Nan Bofu stood silently in place, without saying a word to stop him.

Nan Qingqing, who was next to him, did not dare to speak. She could only purse her lips and look outside, her eyes filled with countless doubts.

Nan Luzhi couldn't possibly be lying to her. That Nan Yu is dead. Who is this person who's fabricating this story?
Nan Luzhi looked in the direction of the door, puzzled.

If he finds out who's behind this, he'll definitely kill her!
Under everyone's gaze, a red figure finally appeared at the doorway.

The red high heels clicked crisply on the ground.

A moment later, Song Yingqing appeared before everyone in a backless red dress.

Hi everyone~

Nan Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Song Yingqing, and quickly explained to Nan Bofu.

"Dad, she's not Nan Yu, she's Nan Yu's best friend, her name is Song Yingqing."

Nan Luzhi's cold body slowly warmed up, and he nodded vigorously, "Yes, she is Song Yingqing, a model. Nan Yu and she were birds of a feather, and the two of them were accomplices in evil deeds. Neither of them were good girls."

Upon hearing this, Nan Bofu visibly frowned and glanced at Nan Luzhi again.

Sitting in her wheelchair, unable to move, Sheng Ruomei kept staring at the doorway. Suddenly, her eyes widened, her pupils contracted, and fear instantly filled her face as she screamed in terror.

"Nan...Nan Yu!"

"That bitch Nan Yu isn't dead!"

(End of this chapter)