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

Chapter 89 She got into Song Lihan's car
"She got into Song Lihan's car!"

Seeing that Nan Yu hadn't stopped tapping, An Ru quickly spoke up.

Nan Yu paused, "Are you sure?"

Anru nodded vigorously, "When I escaped earlier, I saw Song Lihan get out of the car, forcibly drag that red-haired woman into the car, and leave this place."

Nan Yu lowered her eyes, feeling even more uneasy.

Anru breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the danger had passed. Looking at her profile, she suddenly felt as if she had seen her somewhere before, and had a sense of familiarity like that of an old friend.

Suddenly, Nan Yu threw the gun back into her arms and said calmly, "There's only one bullet left. If you use it on me, you won't be able to get revenge."

Anru was stunned, and reflexively asked, "How do you know there's only one bullet left?"

Nan Yu remained silent, turned around and jumped off the wall, deciding to go to the Song family to find Song Yingqing.

Anru followed behind her.

After walking a few steps, Nan Yu noticed her and turned back to look at her. "Why are you following me?"

Anru stood there, licking her dry, cracked lips. "I have a car, I'll take you there."

Nan Yu narrowed her eyes, not agreeing immediately.

Anru bit her lower lip and said awkwardly, "You didn't take me to the police station just now, consider it a thank you."

Seeing that she wasn't lying, Nan Yu nodded, "Thank you."

Anru led her 500 meters outside the factory and got her into a black car without license plates, which was the same car that had taken Jiang Feishun and the others away before.

After hesitating for a moment, Nan Yu thought of Song Yingqing's safety and resolutely got into the car.

Once in the car, Anru, who was driving, suddenly spoke.

"You could have taken me to the police station just now, why did you let me go?"

They returned the gun to her. Nan Yu turned to look at her, her expression turning serious.

"Ten years ago, there was an old master craftsman named An in the factory. He had a 14-year-old daughter. In that fire, he died in the flames while trying to save his colleagues."

"His daughter saw him in the fire and, disregarding her own safety, rushed into the flames to try to save him."

Anru's eyes welled up with tears, as if she were seeing the past.

She continued speaking, picking up where Nan Yu left off.

"Before I could run inside, there was a sudden explosion. My father was reduced to ashes in the fire, and I lost my left eye."

After saying that, she took off the black eye patch with one hand, revealing her left eye, which was scarred and could never be opened again.

Looking at the left eye, Nan Yu suddenly felt a pang of sadness and couldn't help but speak.

“I remember that Nanlu Zhi paid a lot of money to the deceased’s family back then. Didn’t you use that money to start over?”

Anru put the blindfold back on, revealing a hateful look in her eyes, and drove the car ahead.

"That's all fake. He never paid a single penny in compensation. On the contrary, he forced us, the families of the deceased, not to tell anyone, or he would kill us all!"

“I refused, and he threatened to kill me to silence me. That night I escaped from the hospital and became homeless.”

Nan Yu recalled that there were signs of long-term habitation in that room.

"So after no one came here, you've been secretly living in this factory?"

Anru nodded. "Yes."

Looking at Anru's dark skin and resolute eyes, and then at her rough hands, Nanyu could imagine how difficult the past ten years had been for her.

Seemingly noticing her gaze, Anru suddenly smiled and said, "You don't need to pity me. The one who should be pitied is Nan Luzhi, because I will make sure his family is ruined sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)