Chapter 327 Nan Yu, that bitch, is not dead
The two words "Nan Yu" exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.
"Isn't Nan Yu dead? She turned into ashes. Why is she here?"
"Is this a mistake? Is it the same name but different people?"
"It's weird that the dead Nan Yu came to the banquet."
Everyone looked outside the door curiously, but they couldn't see anyone. They could only hear someone outside shouting to stop the other party from coming in.
They had never seen Nan Yu, but they had heard a lot of news about her during this period. She had turned the entire Nan family upside down, especially causing Mrs. Nan to be seriously injured and become a vegetable.
A person who is clearly dead is now appearing in Nan's banquet in broad daylight. This matter is a bit weird no matter how you think about it.
Nanzhou looked up at the door, drank the red wine in his hand in one gulp, turned his head to look at Nan Luzhi, his eyes instantly became sharp.
"Nan Luzhi, didn't you say Nan Yu was dead? What's going on with this person now?"
Nan Bofu lowered his eyes and looked at Nan Luzhi with no emotion in his eyes, only deep displeasure.
“Nanluzhi, are you lying to me?”
Nan Luzhi felt the pressure of death coming from the two of them, and his fat body began to tremble violently.
He quickly wiped the sweat from his head and said through gritted teeth: "Master, Fourth Young Master, Nan Yu is really dead. I personally collected the body and watched it turn into ashes and bury it in the tomb. She can't be here!"
Nan Qingqing slowly stood up, walked to Nan Bofu's side, and took his arm.
"Dad, Nanyu is definitely dead. I have the video of her burial. The guy outside now is probably a fake, trying to cheat people out of their money. Send him away."
Nan Zhuoyuan put down the wine glass in his hand, unbuttoned the buttons at his wrist, and a stern look appeared on his serious face.
"Who can tell whether the urn is the real Nan Yu or not? It's not impossible that you guys made fake ashes and claimed they were hers to deceive us."
"Instead of guessing here, why not just invite the person in so that everyone can see if it's really Nan Yu."
Having said this, he raised his slender hands and clapped them twice in the air.
"Butler Hu, please invite Nan Yu in!"
Butler Hu went out immediately.
Nan Bofu stood there silently, without saying anything to stop him.
Nan Qingqing, who was beside him, didn't dare to speak. She could only purse her lips and look outside, with countless doubts flashing in her eyes.
Nan Luzhi couldn't have lied to her. Nan Yu was dead. Who on earth was this person who showed up now and was fabricating stories?
Nan Luzhi also looked towards the door in confusion.
If he knew who was behind this, he would kill her!
Under the gaze of everyone, a red figure finally appeared at the door.
The red high heels made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground.
After a while, Song Yingqing, wearing a backless red dress, appeared in front of everyone.
"Hi~ Is everyone waiting for me?"
When Nan Qingqing saw that it was Song Yingqing, she instantly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly explained to Nan Bofu.
"Dad, she is not Nan Yu. She is 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 like-minded when she was alive. They were in cahoots with each other and neither of them was a good girl."
When Nan Bofu heard this, he frowned visibly and took another look at Nan Luzhi.
Sheng Ruomei, who was sitting in a wheelchair and unable to move, kept looking at the door. Suddenly, her eyes widened, her pupils contracted, fear instantly spread all over her face, and she screamed fiercely.
"Nan...Nan Yu!"
"That bitch Nan Yu is not dead!"