The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities
Chapter 256: Seems Like Fake Perfume

Chapter 256: Chapter 256: Seems Like Fake Perfume

Nan Qingqing pushed the gift in her hands in front of Meng Yi.

"Xiao Yi, I want to ask you about someone."

Meng Yi replayed the burial video over and over, speaking while watching, "Who?"

Nan Qingqing narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Have you heard of a doctor named Li Yingying?"

"Li Yingying? That name sounds familiar. I think I’ve heard it somewhere." Meng Yi paused for a moment, lifted her head from the phone screen, and turned to look at Nan Qingqing.

"Qingqing, why are you asking about her?"

A dark glint flashed in the depths of Nan Qingqing’s eyes, and she put on a worried expression, "She’s currently in charge of my mother’s acupuncture treatment, but I fear she might be problematic, so I wanted to ask if you know her."

"I’ve heard that this Li Yingying is Li Chongbai’s niece and a student in the medical faculty at A University, and she seems to be in the same year as you."

Meng Yi carefully recalled the name, thinking for a long time but still couldn’t remember.

She silently took note and said to Nan Qingqing, "Qingqing, wait until I get back to school tomorrow, I’ll help you inquire about this person."

Having achieved her goal, Nan Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, "Xiao Yi, that would be troubling you. I’ll head back now; do remember to tell me if you find out anything."

Meng Yi tried to make her stay, "Won’t you play a bit longer? I spent quite a bit to bring these sophisticated men here for tonight."

Nan Qingqing glanced at the three men beside her and shook her head, "My fourth brother is waiting for me outside. We can meet up another time."

Remembering the King Yan-like Nan Zhou, Meng Yi sobered up despite her drunkenness and quickly said with a smile, "Then you better hurry back, we’ll make plans another day."

Once Nan Qingqing was gone, Meng Yi drank two more glasses with the abdominal muscle man by her side, her gaze starting to blur.

The abdominal muscle man leaned in close to her ear, blowing air and curiously looking at the gift.

"Miss Meng, that was the newly recognized daughter of the Nan Group, wasn’t it? She’s quite generous, giving you ’Heart’s Temptation’ by Master Ling You!"

Meng Yi followed his gaze, her lips unconsciously curving upwards, as she picked up the gift box and took out the bottle of perfume.

"Qingqing and I are the best of friends, so of course, her gifts wouldn’t be shabby."

The other two men squeezed the abdominal muscle man aside, crowding next to Meng Yi, pressing close to her with curiosity.

"Miss Meng, it’s said that ’Heart’s Temptation’ is very special and can make someone fall in love with the person who wears it. Can you let us smell it?"

"Yes, Miss Meng, let us have a look—"

Meng Yi was surrounded by men, feeling their adoration for her, and she felt a great sense of satisfaction inside.

"Alright, then I’ll let you experience this perfume."

In fact, it was also her first time seeing this bottle of perfume; she was quite curious about the scent, as the rumor had it that its fragrance had made countless people fall head over heels.

With care, Meng Yi took out the perfume bottle, opened the lid, and sprayed it on her wrist.

A unique scent emerged.

An overly sweet, almost nauseatingly cheap fragrance invaded her nostrils.

The cloying scent made Meng Yi feel nauseous in her chest, and she couldn’t help but frown.

"It seems that ’Heart’s Temptation’ is not as pleasant as the rumors suggest."

It didn’t even smell as good as the air freshener they used at home.

It seemed that this so-called top Perfumer Ling You was nothing but a perfumer with a reputation far exceeding his true skill.

The two men sitting beside her instantly turned their heads with looks of disgust, afraid of offending Meng Yi, and managed a forced smile, "Maybe it’s all just marketing hype."

Meng Yi casually intended to stuff the perfume back into the gift box, planning to re-gift it to someone else later.

Unexpectedly, the abdominal muscle man who had been silent snatched it from her hands, "Miss Meng, something’s not right with this scent; it seems to be a fake perfume."