The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities
Chapter 115: The Missing Senior Sister

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: The Missing Senior Sister

Nan Qingqing stepped forward, "Teacher Gu, where are you living now? Shall I have my driver take you back to your place?"

Gu Chuxin looked at the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng, her eyes almost wishing they could attach themselves to the ginseng, but she didn’t forget to reply to Nan Qingqing.

"Someone will come to pick me up later, let them take it then."

A trace of irritation flickered through the depths of Nan Qingqing’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared, leaving a pure and innocent smile in its place.

"That’s fine."

It was only then that Gu Chuxin deigned to look up at Nan Qingqing.

"You gave me such a nice gift, what do you want? To save someone?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Qingqing’s smile remained unchanged at the corner of her lips.

"Teacher Gu, I don’t need you to save anyone for me. I just have a small favor to ask of you."

Gu Chuxin’s eyes returned to the ginseng once more, filled with a greedy expression.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

Nan Qingqing leaned in close to Gu Chuxin and whispered, "Teacher Gu, I have a friend who is a top student at A University’s Medical School; she’s also exceptionally talented and really wants to become your disciple. I wonder if you would be willing to take her as your apprentice."

Gu Chuxin squinted her eyes and chuckled, "Just that?"

Nan Qingqing nodded, "Yes, just that."

Gu Chuxin asked, "What’s her name?"

Nan Qingqing answered obediently, "Her name is Meng Yi."

Gu Chuxin glanced at the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng and said, "Have her come to the welcome banquet held by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association tonight, and I’ll meet her."

Nan Qingqing hung up her smile, "Okay, Teacher Gu."

The people who came to pick up Gu Chuxin had arrived, and she directed them to carefully carry the ginseng to the car.

Before leaving, she turned back to Nan Qingqing and beckoned her with a finger.

Nan Qingqing approached her and bowed her head.

A voice that only the two of them could hear whispered in her ear,

"Qingqing, such a grand gift in exchange for just one favor is too modest. If you have anything else you need help with, whether it’s killing someone or healing them, you can come to me."

When Nan Qingqing heard these words, the smile on her lips froze slightly, but it quickly returned to what it was before.

"Teacher Gu, I’ll remember that. If I have any needs, I’ll be sure to find you."

Gu Chuxin gave a gracious smile.

"Qingqing, see you tonight."

Nan Qingqing straightened up, her smile pure and innocent, "Okay, Teacher Gu."

As Gu Chuxin’s car drove away, the smile on Nan Qingqing’s face instantly curdled, turning vicious and malevolent.

She immediately phoned Nan Luzhi,

"Dad, buy a good burial plot for Nan Yu; she can’t stay."

Meanwhile,

Nan Yu suddenly woke up from her sleep, her clothes soaked through as though she had just emerged from water.

Gasping for air, she trembled as she walked towards the bathroom to take a bath.

When she turned her head and saw herself in the mirror,

Her face was pale, void of any color, and her body was still cold and sweating.

Nan Yu bit her lower lip as the dream she just had resurfaced.

She dreamt of her master lying in a cold coffin, eyes open, staring at her continuously.

It was as if he was blaming her, asking why she wasn’t by his side back then, why she didn’t save him.

Tears of despair immediately filled Nan Yu’s face, and she sobbed softly.

"Master, if I hadn’t gone to City C back then, you wouldn’t have died. It’s all my fault, all because of me."

Back then, when she learned of her master’s sudden death from City C and rushed back to City A overnight, all she saw was her master’s cold grave.

And her senior sister, Gu Chuxin, who should have been with their master, disappeared after his death, never to be seen again.

But tonight, she would meet her long-lost senior sister.