The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Her intuition told her not to act impulsively, otherwise, this matter might result in consequences she could never reverse.

Because the person harming her now was none other than Nangong Yaoling’s sister, the cherished jewel of the Nangong Family, holding shares in the Nangong Family—a woman who had been pampered since childhood.

The weather was gradually warming, and in the distance, a gardener was pruning the leaves in the flower beds.

As Xiaonuan listened to the snapping sound, it felt as if something was breaking in her mind.

She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the necklace for a long time, then she stood up, took her phone, and walked to the window.

"Hello... Manager An... If you have time tomorrow noon, Young Master and I would like to invite you for a cup of coffee."

On the other end, Manager An nodded quickly, "Alright... Okay, Miss, I have time."

Xiaonuan hung up the phone, curling her index finger and biting it lightly on her lips.

How was she supposed to bring up this matter with Nangong Yaoling?

Would she directly tell him that his most beloved sister was the murderer of his child? Or should she call Nangong Zhongli over for a face-to-face confrontation?

Xiaonuan took her hand away, pacing repeatedly in the bedroom.

She considered the feasibility of each method, then contemplated the potential consequences.

But no matter what, she must expose Nangong Zhongli’s crime!

******

Nangong Zhongli was sitting in the car, holding a white phone.

"Grandpa... I miss you so much... Yes... Grandpa, when are you coming back to the country? I have something very important I want to tell you..."

Nangong Zhongli said with a smile.

On the other side came the hearty laughter of Nangong Jinlie; though he was old, his laughter was still full of vigor.

"Zhong Li, is Shaochen bullying you again? Are you coming to complain to grandpa?"

"Grandpa..." Zhong Li laughed coquettishly, "You’re teasing me again... However, this matter does have something to do with Shaochen..."

Nangong Jinlie: "Oh? Tell me more."

Nangong Zhongli’s hand gripped the steering wheel, a trace of dark light flashed in her eyes.

"Grandpa, it’s a long story... I’d better tell you when we meet face to face..." Nangong Zhongli said with a smile.

She hung up the phone and looked at the driver in front, "Head to the airport."

"Yes, Miss Zhong Li."

At the airport, Nangong Zhongli was wearing sunglasses; beside her, her assistant held a red suitcase.

Nangong Zhongli glanced aside, speaking with a stern expression, "While I’m away, any movements must be immediately reported to me. Also, keep a close watch on Shaochen’s side."

"Yes, Miss Zhong Li!" With the airport staff urging for boarding, Nangong Zhongli took the suitcase and was preparing to leave.

Remembering something, she stopped in her tracks.

"By the way... there’s one more thing you need to do for me today."

The assistant was slightly stunned.

"Yes, Miss Zhong Li..."

******

A luxurious black Rolls-Royce cruised smoothly along the highway.

Nangong Yaoling sat in the rear compartment, eyes slightly closed for a rest.

Qin Yi was in the front making a phone call, after hanging up, he turned, looking at Nangong Yaoling.

"Young Master... Our people in Amelia City said the surveillance at the crime scene was tampered with in advance, thus it’s impossible to retrieve any footage. Moreover... Li Juan, who was present at the time, was too flustered to see the license plate number and the perpetrator. However, she said Qi Yue probably saw that person..."

Nangong Yaoling frowned slightly.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze coldly directed at Qin Yi.