Chapter 457 Don't you want me anymore, baby?
Nan Wan watched the video and the conversation about her father, tears streaming down her face. She missed her father too.
Now that her father's deeds have been exposed, it's really tormenting her. She beckoned with her finger, and an assistant stepped forward.
"I want the blogger to take the video down. I don't want anyone to see it again." Mainly, she didn't want people to dig any deeper; otherwise, it would affect Xiaoya and also expose her.
She has a lot of issues with her Southern Gang and doesn't want to be thrust into the spotlight.
"Yes." The assistant nodded and left.
The butler rushed in, his face beaming with joy.
"The son-in-law is back, and Miss Tang is back too."
Nan Wan suddenly stood up from the sofa, her movements so fast that even she was startled.
Tang Ling, standing beside her, also looked completely incredulous.
"Xiaoya is back?"
Nanwan didn't care about anything else and rushed outside while holding her pregnant belly.
Outside the door, Lu Qinglin's tall figure blocked most of the setting sun, and three people stood beside him.
Two young people who looked somewhat awkward had clear and bewildered expressions on their faces.
There was another one, wearing a full-face mask, with only his eyes showing.
Tang Ling doesn't need to look at faces at all.
She knew it was her.
"Xiaoya".
Tang Ling rushed over and hugged the frail figure tightly in her arms, tears streaming down her face.
"aunt."
Tang Xiaoya spoke, her voice terribly hoarse.
"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're back. Your aunt knew you would come back."
Nan Wan stood quietly at the door, supporting her slightly protruding belly.
Her gaze was fixed on the girl wearing a mask.
Tang Xiaoya slowly broke free from her aunt's embrace and walked step by step toward Nanwan.
She stopped in front of Nan Wan, raised her hand, and slowly took off her mask.
A scarred face was exposed to the air.
Nan Wan felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly by a hand.
"I am the older sister."
She reached out her hand, her eyes frighteningly red.
"I am your older sister."
Tang Xiaoya looked at her, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She slowly walked over and gently rested her head on Nan Wan's shoulder, carefully avoiding her prominent pregnant belly.
"Sister," she finally called out.
Not just being polite, Sister Nan.
She's the older sister.
Two sisters, both with tragic fates, hugged each other at the door, weeping uncontrollably.
Lu Qinglin rushed over and carefully supported Nan Wan's waist, his brows furrowed.
"Okay, okay, stop crying. Baby must be hungry. Let's eat first."
His tone was filled with heartache and helplessness.
"Okay." Nan Wan wiped away her tears hastily, forcing herself to switch back to the role of the host. "Hurry inside, I want to properly entertain my two benefactors."
Wen Yifan and Wen Youyou followed the others into the mansion.
The brother and sister's eyes widened instantly.
This is not a house.
This is simply a magnificent palace!
Xiaoya's older sister is so rich!
At the long dining table, Lu Qinglin sat in the head seat, displaying the demeanor of a host. He was tall and straight, exuding a calm and charming aura. He kept adding wine and serving food to Wen Yifan and Wen Youyou, his movements natural and thoughtful.
The brother and sister were clearly a little reserved, their hands holding the chopsticks were stiff.
Tang Xiaoya saw this and personally served them food.
"Try this, don't be shy, make yourself at home."
She laughed and talked about the fun she had selling fish in the small fishing village, which quickly made the awkward atmosphere at the table more lively.
After dinner, Nan Wan and Tang Xiaoya moved to a side room to chat.
Lu Qinglin thoughtfully placed a soft pillow behind Nan Wan's lower back so that she could lean back on the sofa more comfortably.
When Nan Wan asked her how she planned to arrange things for the Wen siblings.
Tang Xiaoya spoke up, "Send them to school, let them finish their studies first, and then arrange other jobs for them."
“They helped me, and I can’t let them waste their lives in this little fishing village.”
Nan Wan nodded, agreeing with the arrangement.
She looked at the still-healing scar on her sister's face and felt a pang of pain in her heart.
"And what about you?"
Nan Wan asked softly.
What are your plans?
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qinglin's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.
The buzzing sound was particularly jarring in the quiet side room.
Lu Qinglin took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned.
He got up and walked to the side to answer the call.
"Hello?"
Just a few seconds later, he hung up the phone and walked back. His previously relaxed expression was now so dark it could drip water.
"Yan Jin went to the small fishing village at noon."
His voice was very low.
"They missed me. I'm currently on a private plane heading to Qingcheng and will be disembarking soon."
Lu Qinglin looked at Tang Xiaoya and spoke each word clearly.
"He must have found your trail."
The air froze instantly.
Tang Xiaoya subconsciously touched her injured cheek, her fingertips icy cold.
"I don't want them to know that I'm still alive."
She spoke, her tone more resolute than ever before, referring to the Yan brothers.
"I want to find a quiet place to give birth to the baby."
She looked up at the deep night outside the window, her eyes vacant.
"I don't want to act anymore."
Even though the "fiery red makeup" trend is popular now, the show is over, and everyone should leave.
These words, spoken lightly, carried a ruthless force that seemed to completely sever ties with the past.
Nan Wan thought for a moment and then said, "Let's go to Ancheng in F country."
She made the decision.
“That’s the stronghold of the Southern Gang; nobody dares to cause trouble there.”
"Moreover, there is a world-class medical team there that can directly heal the injuries on your face."
"You can stay there and focus on your pregnancy. You don't need to worry about anything."
Tang Xiaoya looked at her sister's determined eyes and slowly nodded.
Lu Qinglin then poured cold water on the idea.
"Yan Jin will land in an hour, and he will definitely come to us directly."
"I guess he found out that it was me who went to the small fishing village to pick up Xiaoya."
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan's lips curled into a cold smile, instantly restoring the ruthlessness and domineering nature of the leader of the Nan Gang.
"Does the Nan family fear his forceful intrusion?"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was chilling.
"If he dares to come, I'll make him walk out sideways."
Tang Xiaoya was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke.
"Sister, no."
"He's just unwilling to accept that I left him. If he can't find the answer, he'll definitely keep bothering you."
She looked up, her gaze shifting between Nan Wan and Lu Qinglin.
"It would be better to solve the problem once and for all."
"Stop his hopes altogether and make him give up completely."
Lu Qinglin and Nan Wan exchanged a glance.
How to determine the outcome?
Tang Xiaoya didn't say anything.
Lu Qinglin instantly understood what was going on.
"Now, the key lies with the two siblings from the Wen family."
...
An hour and a half later, Yan Jin's car roared in.
He looked travel-worn and barged into the mansion as soon as he got out of the car, completely ignoring the bodyguards' attempts to stop him.
"Xiaoya!"
"I've come to take you home!"
His shouts were heart-wrenching, filled with a desperate madness.
Nan Wan leaned back on the sofa in the foyer, leisurely holding a glass of milk, and waved to the housekeeper.
"Let him in."
Yan Jin burst in like a whirlwind, her scarlet eyes scanning the hall frantically.
"Where is Xiaoya? Where is she?"
Nan Wan put down her teacup, chuckled softly, her tone full of mockery.
"What Xiaoya?"
"Mr. Yan, are you daydreaming?"
"We've been searching your river for three days and three nights, and we haven't found a single hair. How did you end up here spouting nonsense?"
Yan Jin shook off the servants and rushed to Nan Wan in a few steps.
"Don't lie to me!"
"She was rescued by the Wen siblings from the small fishing village, and Lu Qinglin personally brought her back this afternoon!"
"I need to see her, now, immediately! I have something to say to her!"
"President Yan." A cool and steady male voice came from the stairwell.
Lu Qinglin walked down slowly, his expression indifferent.
"I'm being polite to you because you're Shen Xin's friend."
"But this is not a place for you to run wild."
Yan Jin straightened up, turned to look at him, and a cold smile appeared on her lips.
"Mr. Lu, you've made such a big fuss all the way to this small fishing village, surely not just to buy a few fish?"
"Where are the Wen siblings? They must be in this mansion too."
Lu Qinglin walked up to him and looked at him intently.
"Since when did Mr. Yan become so concerned about my personal whereabouts?"
"I have been to the small fishing village, but there seems to be no need to explain to you what I went there for."
"I want to see the Wen siblings," Yan Jin said, each word ringing with conviction. "And that girl wearing a mask!"
“That’s my guest.” Lu Qinglin’s eyes turned cold. “You won’t see him.”
"Lu Qinglin!" Yan Jin's eyes were filled with utter madness, and she seemed about to make a move.
"If I don't see him today, it will be a lose-lose situation!"
"You know my resolve!"
Tang Xiaoya was hiding in the shadows on the second floor.
That voice, so familiar it was etched into her very bones, struck her heart with every word.
She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms, but she felt no pain whatsoever.
"Let him see him," Nan Wan suddenly said, breaking the deadlock.
Upon hearing this, Yan Jin's whole face lit up, and she became somewhat agitated.
A short while later, the Wen siblings were brought over.
Behind them followed a girl wearing a mask and sporting a neat short haircut.
"Xiaoya!"
Yan Jin's gaze was fixed on the girl, and she rushed forward excitedly.
He pulled her into a tight embrace, so tight it hurt. "Baby, I missed you so much..."
"Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else." A completely unfamiliar female voice rang out.
Yan Jin's body stiffened abruptly, and she quickly released her.
The woman took a step back, her voice calm.
"I was invited by Miss Nan to help me recuperate. I'm using traditional acupuncture."
“No…” Yan Jin shook her head in disbelief, her face deathly pale. “You are not her.”
"Take off your mask."
His voice trembled slightly as he gave the order.
The woman did as she was told and slowly took off her mask.
Beneath the mask was an unfamiliar face, with a bluish birthmark on the left cheek and a light red scar on the chin.
Yan Jin felt as if she had been kicked hard from the clouds into the abyss.
No, that's impossible.
His Xiaoya is still alive, she must still be alive!
"What's your name?" His last hope was expressed in a question.
“Yan Jin,” the woman replied. “Yan is the swallow, and Jin is brocade. Brother Yifan saved me and introduced me to this job.”
"No...that's not how it is..."
Yan Jin staggered back a step, her hopes shattered completely.
He suddenly looked up and shouted upstairs.
"Xiaoya! Come out here!"
"I want to see you! Xiaoya, don't hide from me!"
He seemed to have completely gone mad.
He had been running around all day full of hope, but what he got in return was such a cruel ending.
"Xiaoya! Answer me! I'm Yan Jin! Don't you want me anymore, baby?!"
His voice was choked with sobs, filled with pleading.
"Xiaoya, don't you even want your mother anymore? She misses you so much, and she's not doing well right now!"
"Throw him out!" Lu Qinglin finally snapped, giving the order, "From now on, no one is allowed to come in if they see this person!"
Several bodyguards immediately stepped forward and forcibly restrained Yan Jin.
Yan Jin was kicked out of the mansion, and his eyes were terribly red.
He leaned against the cold car and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes.
This outcome shattered his heart.
Yun Mu said in a low voice, "President Yan, could it be... that we've made a mistake, Miss Tang, she..."
"There can be no mistake."
Yan Jin's voice was chillingly cold.
"They're trying to play a trick on me."
His eyes suddenly sharpened.
"Have someone keep a 24-hour watch on the Nan family mansion. Xiaoya must still be inside! I need to know every single thing they do when they leave!"
"Also, immediately transfer Zhang Xiuyi to the Yan family's private sanatorium."
"As long as she is alive, she will definitely go to see her mother."
She could give up everything, but she would never give up her mother.
He deliberately shouted that last sentence so that the people inside could hear it.
Tang Xiaoya, you can't escape...
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