Chapter 61: That Bitch Nan Xing Has Been Kept by a Sugar Daddy

Hearing this, Nan Zhen'er put on an expression of extreme grievance. "Dad, it's not that I didn't want to bring Sister back, it's just that she is completely unreasonable and even used violence against me."

Fearing that Nan Weiguo wouldn't believe her, Nan Zhen'er pulled up a photo on her phone.

It was the evidence she had purposely captured when Nan Xing pushed her down.

In the photo, Nan Zhen'er looked tear-stained and disheveled as she fell into a puddle.

Seeing this, Nan Weiguo's heart ached intensely.

"This Nan Xing is simply going too far."

Nan Weiguo's thick brows furrowed deeply, and he instinctively clenched his fists.

"Dad, Sister also said that she can come back, but... but..."

Nan Zhen'er trembled, seeming too afraid to continue.

"But what? Zhen'er, go ahead and speak, don't be afraid."

Nan Zhen'er bit her lip. "Sister said that if you go and beg her in person, she will consider it."

"What did you say?" Nan Weiguo's expression darkened to the extreme.

Nan Zhen'er nodded slightly. "It's true. I ran into Sister today at the Haitian Mall shopping center, and she told me this herself."

"Haitian Mall?"

Qin Peicen let out a cold sneer, quickly dismissing the absurd thought from her mind. "How could she possibly afford anything from a place like that? She must have spent the night sleeping on the streets there."

"I figured as much, but Sister really did buy a lot of clothes..."

Nan Zhen'er's expression revealed a trace of displeasure. "And they were all major luxury brands like Louis Vuitton and Chanel."

At this, Qin Peicen was left speechless, falling into deep contemplation.

Amid the silence, Nan Zhen'er's phone rang.

It was a call from Xi Meng.

Nan Zhen'er walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and swiped to answer.

"Zhen'er, do you know what? That bitch Nan Xing has been kept by a sugar daddy."

"No wonder she was acting so confident today, buying clothes without even blinking an eye."

"What do you mean by that?" Nan Zhen'er asked, confused.

Without much thought, Xi Meng recounted how Lin Hao had sent people to follow Nan Xing. Upon hearing this, everything clicked for Nan Zhen'er.

No wonder Nan Xing was acting so bold; she had found herself a backer.

"Mengmeng, is your information reliable?" Nan Zhen'er asked.

Xi Meng directly sent over a photo of Nan Xing appearing at Emerald Bay.

Nan Zhen'er tapped on it, a sinister smile creeping onto the corner of her lips.

Now, with photographic evidence, her father would definitely believe it.

"Alright, I get it, Mengmeng. I'll treat you to a meal next time."

Hanging up the phone, Nan Zhen'er turned and walked back to the sofa.

With a look of concern painted across her features, she said, "Dad, I heard some bad things about Sister just now. I'm not sure if I should tell you..."

Before she could finish, Qin Peicen snatched the phone away.

Since it concerned the reputation of the Nan family, they couldn't afford to ignore it.

"Dad, a friend of mine accidentally took this at Emerald Bay. They said they saw Sister getting out of a luxury car. Oh right, I have another photo here."

As she spoke, Nan Zhen'er swiped through her photo album and found a picture of Nan Xing at the hospital.

"I saw this in the garden downstairs while Sichen Brother was hospitalized. Sister was with this man at the time."

The man in the photo was none other than Jin Yao.

It had been a rainy day, and worried that Nan Xing might catch a chill, Jin Yao had taken off his own jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

It was merely an act of concern between friends, but it happened to be witnessed by Nan Zhen'er, who deliberately captured the angle to make the two look intimate.

Seeing the veins bulging on Nan Weiguo's forehead, Nan Zhen'er pretended to plead on Nan Xing's behalf.

"Dad, even if Sister has done wrong, I hope you won't blame her too harshly. Sister is pure-hearted by nature; she must have been deceived by someone."

"When has it ever been appropriate for you to plead for that ungrateful wretch?"

Qin Peicen glared at Nan Zhen'er with dissatisfaction. "If Nan Xing had even half of your kindness and knew how to consider this family, our Nan family would have burned incense of gratitude long ago."

"Enough, both of you pipe down." Nan Weiguo's head was throbbing with a severe headache.

Bad news travels fast, and his biggest fear was that Nan Xing's promiscuous behavior outside would reach the Li family.

If Old Madame Li were to grow displeased, their Nan family would be completely finished.

Especially since he had been hoping to secure a partnership with Li Beitian, which now seemed entirely out of reach.

"Dad, the most pressing matter right now is to find Sister and bring her back. It would be disastrous if the Li family found out about Sister mingling with men outside."

Nan Zhen'er's words served as a wake-up call for Nan Weiguo.

Nan Weiguo pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

"Listen, send people to stake out Emerald Bay. The moment you see Nan Xing, use whatever means necessary to bring her back to me!"

Not long after Nan Weiguo issued the order, a team of men arrived at Emerald Bay.

They squatted there until six o'clock in the evening without catching even a glimpse of Nan Xing.

During that time, they did happen to spot a fair-skinned, beautiful woman with long legs and oversized dark sunglasses, who hailed a taxi at the residential complex entrance.

"Boss, are you sure the photo sent over by the Nan family is correct?"

The leader, known as Zhang San, felt a tap on his shoulder from his subordinate, Li Si.

Hearing this, Zhang San shot Li Si a sidelong glare. "We're just getting paid to do a job, why do you care so much?"

Zhang San picked up the photo. The woman in it had a bizarre, alternative punk hairstyle, and he couldn't be bothered to look at it twice.

He flicked the photo with a nicotine-stained finger. "Since this is the picture the client sent, we just look for someone who matches it. Everything else has nothing to do with us."

Having spent years surviving in the underworld, Zhang San was well-versed in the ways of the world.

On one side was the Nan family, the richest in Beixin, and on the other was the mysterious wealthy tycoon living in Emerald Bay—he couldn't afford to offend either side.

He only needed to execute his basic assignment.

When Nan Xing arrived at the hotpot restaurant, Bo Qijin had not yet arrived.

Nan Xing received a message from him saying he had run into some traffic trouble on the way and would be a few minutes late.

Holding her phone with slender, fair fingertips, Nan Xing walked along the hallway toward the reserved private dining room.

Along the way, she caught the gaze of numerous young men and women.

It was simply because Nan Xing's natural foundation was too stunning.

Wearing only the lightest touch of makeup, she possessed an otherworldly beauty.

She completely overshadowed those high-profile, top-tier celebrities.

Upon entering the private room, Nan Xing had the waiter prepare the broth base in advance.

Unsure of what flavor the Sixth Brother preferred, she ordered a dual-flavor mandarin duck hotpot.

One half spicy, and the other half mild.

While helping Nan Xing refill her glass of plain water, the waiter couldn't help stealing a glance at her, thinking to themselves how exceptionally pretty this young girl was.

With red lips, white teeth, delicate skin, and a cleanliness resembling a porcelain doll.

The waiter silently mused that if the goddess Nüwa had put even half as much care into crafting her, the world would be a better place.

Meanwhile, in a different private room.

Nan Zhen'er was feeding a fishball into her mouth when she noticed the person opposite her, Wang Baozhu, put down her chopsticks with a depressed expression.

"What's wrong? We finally managed to come out for hotpot, why are you suddenly so emo?"

Wang Baozhu sighed, a blister forming on the corner of her lip. "Zhen'er, I'm just so frustrated. Yesterday, the system of our Wang Family Jewelry enterprise got hacked, and we instantly lost two hundred million."

"Really?" Nan Zhen'er hadn't heard about this yet and instinctively asked, "Have you investigated it? Was it the work of a rival company?"