CHAPTER 1512: CHAPTER 319: THE NAN FAMILY’S POWER IS YOURS! (4)

Seeing Zhang Yufeng and Nan Tian were already seated, An Zhiyun gestured to An Yiqing as she drove, gradually steering away from the route with the other cars, heading toward the Yu Family Old Residence.

At this time, there were only An Yiqing and Gu Yelin in her car. Gu Yelin still sat in the passenger seat, while An Yiqing was driving.

She glanced at the rearview mirror, and sure enough, the white Audi car behind was following at a steady pace, not noticing An Zhiyun’s car movements at all.

It seemed the people tracking them only recognized her appearance, so they focused on this car. An Yiqing sneered, it seemed Nan Yang hadn’t been idle these days, actually having someone keep an eye on her all the time. No wonder she hadn’t noticed, with An Zhifeng and the others protecting her so thoroughly around the clock, even if Nan Yang had remarkable abilities, he wouldn’t get close to her. Moreover, staying at the Yu Family Old Residence, how could such people easily approach it?

"Ah Lin, if they make a move later, leave it all to me. Unless I’m in danger, don’t intervene."

Gu Yelin nodded, understanding An Yiqing’s intention, given that Nan Yang’s strength was not much different from An Yiqing’s, making them a fairly matched opponent, perfect for honing skills.

The car gradually drove towards the fourth ring of Jinyin City; where An Yiqing planned to go was near some plots she had bought. That place was sparsely populated and being a construction site, it was a perfect spot for a scuffle.

The white Audi followed jealously behind An Yiqing’s car, mindlessly continuing along.

Near the land An Yiqing had purchased stood a lush grove. An Yiqing drove into the grove and slowly came to a stop.

She opened the car door and stepped out, a smile on her face as she gazed at the Audi that had followed her the whole way.

The Audi’s engine died, yet no one exited the vehicle.

An Yiqing started towards the Audi, her footsteps slow and deliberate, knocking gently on the driver’s window, lips curled up in a smile.

"Mr. Nan, you’ve come all this way, why not step out and catch up?"

As soon as she spoke, the Audi’s door opened and a long leg in white trousers hit the ground. Soon after, a man in a white suit with a handsome appearance stepped out. His features were soft, his skin fair, and his sharp brows and twinkling eyes contained a warmth akin to a spring breeze, making people feel at ease.

This man was none other than Nan Yang!

An Yiqing looked at Nan Yang, feeling a whirlwind of emotions. The first time she saw Nan Yang, she felt his aura and Duan Tang’s were eerily similar, even for a moment making her think she saw Duan Tang’s shadow. But as they interacted more, Nan Yang’s gentleness and his affection for Nan Tian, coupled with his perfect homage to Old Master Nan, gradually erased her initial impression of him. In retrospect, anyone exuding a demeanor similar to Duan Tang could hardly be a meek man, right?

Duan Tang was a magnate, capable of killing softly amidst gentle influences, amiable yet wielding a subtle blade. Nan Yang, so akin to him, couldn’t possibly lack ambition, could he?

Indeed, Nan Yang’s performance was brilliant; even someone like An Yiqing had been fooled.

"Miss An, it’s been a long time. How have you been?" Nan Yang’s lips curved in a gentle smile, speaking as if genuinely chatting with an old friend.

"Not bad, thanks for your thoughts, Second Young Master. Or, apologies, I should call you Patriarch Nan now." An Yiqing smiled faintly, yet her words were unforgiving.

"Miss An, as expected of the First Miss of Xuandu City, nothing escapes your eyes." Nan Yang, even when exposed, showed no trace of panic, as if he was well-prepared for An Yiqing to piece together the mastermind behind the scenes.

An Yiqing nodded, then shook her head. "Patriarch Nan, you overpraise me. No matter how keen my eyes are, they can’t match your acting skills. It’s a real waste that you didn’t pursue acting. Ah, if I remember correctly, wasn’t your mother a small-time actress? No wonder your acting is so impressive, it’s genetic!" An Yiqing clapped her hands, feigning a sudden realization.

Nan Yang’s smile froze at the corners of his mouth, slowly fading away, his genial face noticeably chilly. An Yiqing inwardly sneered, evidently, the documents were right. Nan Yang indeed felt ashamed of his biological mother’s identity.

"Miss An, you can eat food carelessly, but don’t talk recklessly. My mother is the First Madam of the Nan Family, you’d best be careful not to say something wrong, inviting trouble from your mouth."

An Yiqing blinked innocently, shrugging, "Well, speaking truth these days sure earns hate. The First Madam of the Nan Family truly is a good mother, a fine woman, dignified and elegant, gentle and virtuous, with a merciful heart. Just don’t know if now seeing the Nan Family fall to such state, would she regret her mercy from eighteen years ago? Patriarch Nan, what do you think?"

An Yiqing’s words were sharp, like a series of glistening cold knives piercing into Nan Yang’s heart. The very thing Nan Yang dreaded most was gossip about his biological mother’s disgraceful status and that he wasn’t the biological son of the First Madam of the Nan Family. To Nan Yang, only a woman like the First Madam deserved to be his mother!

"Miss An, it seems we cannot have a good chat tonight." Nan Yang no longer masked himself, tearing off that mask of "gentleness" and wholly exposing his viciousness.

An Yiqing nonchalantly curled her lip, "I didn’t plan on talking about life or dreams with you either, Patriarch Nan. I’m not one to beat around the bush when speaking. Tell me, Patriarch Nan, what color is your heart? Why would you even hurt Nan Tian, who loves and respects you?" This question she asked for Nan Tian, over the years, Nan Tian was always good to Nan Yang, constantly shielding him. Even a stone would’ve warmed by now, wouldn’t it? How could Nan Yang be so ruthless, watching those hounds destroy Nan Tian?!

"Love and respect me?" Nan Yang’s eyes turned icy, his lips curving into a mocking smile, "And what good does that do? Could she prevent the Nan Family from harming an illegitimate son like me? Could she persuade the old master to appoint me? Aside from clinging to and admiring me, what else could Nan Tian do for me? Every blunder, didn’t I cover up for her every time? Every beating, wasn’t I the one shielding her? She’s just an arrogant spendthrift, why should the old master prefer her this much?! Instead of trash like that leading the Nan Family, better for me to do it."