Nan Qing'an: "He is my younger brother, Nan Ruo'an."

Reporter: "Please accept my condolences! It was indeed said online a while ago that your brother passed away in prison..."

The reporter hesitated at this point, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Nan Qing'an looked sorrowful: "My brother had always behaved well in prison, and I visited him every month. Two months before he passed away, visits were suddenly banned. I initially thought he had done something wrong in prison, but who would have thought... sigh~"

The next thing to say was that all the photos circulating online were attributed to his younger brother, Nan Ruoan, who was in prison.

The implication was clear: someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

As soon as the video was released, online public opinion immediately turned against Ye Linyan.

"Damn it! This reporter is obviously in cahoots with him! What the hell is he pretending to be so pitiful for!"

Xu Nuo couldn't contain her anger before she even finished reading it.

"Yes, but it's true that he doesn't have the injuries we saw on his body."

Ye Linyan frowned slightly.

"The person that Night Owl found at Nan Qing'an's villa that night, could it not be Nan Qing'an, but his so-called younger brother?"

Xu Nuo pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

"No, I've known Nan Qing'an for so long, and he's very concerned about others seeing the scars on his body. I tried to take off his clothes, and he resisted a lot. In the end, he even hired a bodyguard to watch me whenever we were together."

Xu Nuo replayed the video, and both the appearance and the voice were indeed Nan Qing'an.

"Did you try to take his clothes off?"

Ye Linyan frowned.

"Huh?" Xu Nuo panicked for a moment and immediately tried to explain:

"No, I just saw that he was always so covered up, so I was just curious. Even if I was curious, I didn't actually take it off."

"He even hired a bodyguard to watch you? What did you do to him? Why is he so wary of you?"

Ye Linyan pinched his chin and forcefully turned his head toward her.

"No, really no, brother, you have to believe me!"

Looking at Ye Linyan's composed face, Xu Nuo felt that she definitely couldn't explain herself.

"Brother, I'm just curious, really curious! I just want to see what secrets he's hiding. Let me think, let me think about the details, and I'll tell you from the beginning..."

"Don't think about it anymore, it's all in the past!"

Ye Linyan pressed Xu Nuo's head against his chest, closed his eyes briefly, and changed the subject back:

"Find someone to control the online public opinion; we're ignoring him."

Ye Linyan didn't want Xu Nuo to recall Nan Qing'an's past. Xu Nuo's condition had basically improved, and he couldn't tolerate anything that might affect him.

The phone was still playing Nan Qing'an's interview video when Xu Nuo suddenly lifted her head from Ye Linyan's arms:

"He is not Nan Qing'an."

"What?"

Ye Linyan asked in confusion.

"What I mean is, he's not the Nan Qing'an I've met."

Xu Nuo picked up the phone, examined it carefully, and affirmed.

"Are you so sure?"

"Yes, Nan Qing'an is mostly quiet, and..."

Xu Nuo thought for a moment, but couldn't find the right words to describe it.

"And what?"

Ye Linyan pressed for an answer.

"Indifferent, that's probably a good way to describe it. I can't quite put my finger on it, but the Nan Qing'an in this video is definitely not the Nan Qing'an I've ever met."

Ye Linyan pondered for a while and then started searching on the computer.

"What brother are you looking for?"

"Data from Nanfeng Group over the past two years. I remember that since Nan Qing'an took over Nanfeng Group, his way of doing things has become very conventional, which is quite different from before. At that time, many people even ridiculed him, saying that he had lost all his drive after becoming chairman."

Ye Linyan opened a folder containing information about Nanfeng Group.

"Now that you mention it, I seem to remember that ever since Nan Qing'an took over Nanfeng Group, things have been lukewarm, or rather, he has accomplished nothing."

"Yes, it's like it was planned out, proceeding step by step."

Ye Linyan tapped his fingers on the table, a small habit he had when he was thinking.

"Arno, do you think the one who died in jail might be the Nan Qing'an you contacted?"

Xu Nuo hesitated for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"Why guess? Just ask your cousin."

"My cousin? Where did I get a cousin?"

Ye Linyan asked suspiciously.

Xu Nuo smiled brightly: "You have such a big cousin, you've already forgotten him?"

Ye Linyan was stunned.

Looking at Xu Nuo's face, which was trying not to laugh, it suddenly dawned on me:

You mean night owls?

"Ah, isn't he your cousin? Your uncle's good son."

Ye Linyan chuckled, recalling how Lin Zheng, in the last moments of his life, was still worried about Night Cat and paving the way for him.

She herself did not even attend his funeral, and the smile gradually faded from her face.

"He's my cousin. I didn't attend my uncle's funeral."

"We can just go visit him after our vacation."

"Mm." Ye Linyan nodded.

"You mean ask him? What does he know?"

“Shao Rui called me a couple of days ago to complain that Ye Mao hadn’t been home for many days and that someone else was with him. He flashed by in the video and it looked like Nan Qing’an.”

Xu Nuo thought for a moment, then said:

“I told Shao Rui at the time that it was impossible, that Nan Qing’an was in Yuncheng, and that he must have seen it wrong. But now that I think about it, maybe not.”

"How did those two get involved together?"

Ye Linyan felt a bit overwhelmed and mentally went through the relationships again.

"Who knows? I'll find out once I ask around."

He got off Ye Linyan, ran to the bedside, picked up his phone, found Night Owl, and dialed directly.

"ah?"

The voice of the night owl across the street sounded rather lazy.

"You're not up yet, are you?"

"Do you think I'm like you, staying at home like I'm in confinement? I got up early."

"I have something to ask you!"

"What's up? Did Shao Rui complain to you again?"

When Shao Rui is mentioned, Night Owl's tone is filled with helplessness.

“My phone is practically his emotional hotline. Can’t you be a decent human being? Shao Rui is more than good enough for you.”

"You've become his advocate too? I'm busy, bye!"

Just as Night Owl was about to hang up, Xu Nuo quickly said on the other end:

"Don't hang up, don't hang up, I really need to ask you something!"

"Spit it out!"

A lighter clicked, and Night Owl lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"I'll make this quick..."

Xu Nuo tried to keep it concise, explaining the whole story to him, and finally told him about Ye Linyan's guess.

Night Owl exhaled a puff of smoke, a hint of amusement in his voice:

"Die my foot! He's in my hands now! His name should be Nan Ruoan. He's the one I found at that villa that night, back when he was still using the name Nan Qingan."

Xu Nuo immediately looked at Ye Linyan, and deliberately put the voice on speakerphone.

"This is a bit confusing. Which of them is the real Nan Qing'an?"

"Want to know?"

Night Owl's voice carried a hint of laughter.

"If you know, just say it! Stop keeping me in suspense."

"I don't know! But I can ask him for you. He's with me; I can get a confession out of him!"

"Then hurry up and ask..."