Chapter 210: Zhu Nan and Zhu Xiwang

Toes skimming the air, back resting against the steering wheel,

Body exhausted yet not feeling tired, only lamenting the long afternoon.

In the car, after a brief treatment, Zhu Nan looked at the kind-hearted doctor Wang Haoran with a dazed expression in her eyes, filled with gratitude and joy.

Seeing her fever seemed to subside a bit, Wang Haoran thought it was inappropriate to continue treating her here.

It was daytime, not night, and the place he parked was a small grove in a park, not a maple forest. There was a high chance someone might pass by.

So, after a brief treatment, Wang Haoran drove Zhu Nan to a hotel.

In the comfortable and spacious environment, the treatment continued.

Zhu Nan’s fever was severe. After a long struggle, it took a strong antipyretic injection from Wang Haoran for her condition to improve.

“Alright! The fever’s gone!”

“But, you might relapse. Remember to find me again if it happens!”

Hearing Wang Haoran’s teasing, and recalling her own… frantic state, even Zhu Nan couldn’t help but blush.

“I… I usually don’t act like this… I don’t usually get fevers… But somehow… seeing you just… makes me burn up…”

Zhu Nan’s flushed, satisfied look made Wang Haoran’s hands restless.

They say women in their thirties are like wolves, but who knew that the hunter with the rifle would have the upper hand.

The fierce wolf was forced to eat grass until it was full to the point of foaming at the mouth.

“Hmph, you’re so bad!”

“Lao Zhu, you weren’t like this just now. Why are you acting shy like a little girl now—”

“It’s Nan Nan!”

“When you kissed me just now, you called me Nan Nan!”

Zhu Nan immediately interrupted.

In a moment of deep affection, hearing Wang Haoran call her old made her somewhat unhappy.

A woman three years older is a treasure; she was just one year shy of being two pieces of gold!

A bit more, and she would be four years older, which would round down to zero, making them the same age!

Wang Haoran could only laugh helplessly.

“Alright, Nan Nan!”

Wang Haoran then stopped teasing and held Zhu Nan, beginning a serious conversation.

“Tell me about your sister, so I can be prepared.”

“She’s not my sister!”

Hearing the word “sister,” Zhu Nan’s face immediately darkened.

“That woman is called Zhu Xiwang. She was originally my mother’s third child…”

Third?

Wang Haoran couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“…What are your brothers’ names?”

“My eldest brother is called Zhu Zhang, my second brother is Zhu Xi, and my youngest brother is Zhu Nuo Si.”

“My youngest brother was supposed to be called Zhu Nuo, but because that woman got lost, my parents missed her so much that they added ‘Si’ to my brother’s name.”

“…Nuo Si?”

Zhu Nuo Si? Zhu “north”? So literally Zhu North?

Wang Haoran continued to ask, “What about your parents?”

“My father is called Zhu Shang, my mother is Qu Xia.”

“…”

East, south, west, north, up, down! Your family’s names are so careless!

They can’t compare to the poetic “Zhu Xiwang”!

“Nan Nan, be honest with me, have you ever done… anything bad, but your parents mistakenly thought she did it?”

Fake daughters framing real daughters, with the family brainlessly favoring the fake daughter and constantly criticizing the real daughter.

In the end, when the truth comes out, the family immediately changes their tune—”Your sister is still young, you, as the elder, should be magnanimous,” “Let bygones be bygones, don’t make a fuss.”

It’s all about the double standard!

This is a common event the female protagonist would encounter!

Wang Haoran wanted to confirm if that was the case.

However, just after he asked.

He felt Zhu Nan’s body suddenly stiffen in his arms.

He gently touched her face and comforted her.

“Don’t worry, I’m just asking.”

“I promised you, and I will keep my word!”

“…Alright!” After a long while, Zhu Nan responded.

She began to speak softly.

“Before, when she just came back, there was once…”

“I… I accidentally broke an antique vase in the main hall and cut my hand while cleaning up. At that time, she happened to be nearby and came to help me, even told me to go bandage my hand first…”

“Then, when I returned to the main hall, my parents were already there.”

“That vase was my father’s favorite, so… he was very angry and kept scolding her…”

“I… I wanted to explain, but I was afraid that if I did, my parents would be disappointed in me…”

Although Zhu Nan now deeply resented Zhu Xiwang, thinking about how she took the blame and looked so wronged at that time, Zhu Nan still felt very guilty.

And seeing her injured hand, her parents instinctively thought she hurt herself while helping Zhu Xiwang clean up after breaking the vase, which made them even angrier.

At that time, Zhu Xiwang had just returned, and knowing she had no blood relation, Zhu Nan felt sensitive, fearing she’d be kicked out once the real daughter returned.

So, seeing her parents’ anger, she kept her head down, not daring to reveal the truth.

It wasn’t until the next day, after a night of inner turmoil, that she decided to apologize to Zhu Xiwang.

But to her surprise, Zhu Xiwang’s attitude changed drastically overnight.

“When Zhu Xiwang first came back, she seemed very timid, cautious in everything… I thought she was overly deferential…”

“But that time, when I went to apologize, she seemed like a different person… her eyes were sharp… her tone cold…”

“When she saw me apologizing, she sneered and said—”

“‘There’s no one else here, stop pretending!’”

“‘You don’t need to worry about me stealing their affection for you. That kind of family, you can have them, I don’t care!’”

Even now, Zhu Nan was still shocked by Zhu Xiwang’s sudden change.

Not just in words and attitude, but even in her demeanor.

However, Zhu Nan couldn’t figure out the reason and could only assume that her taking the blame hurt her deeply.

After Zhu Nan finished speaking.

Wang Haoran frowned.

Could this be another case of reincarnation?

The female protagonist, who longed for family love in her past life, was tragically harmed by her family and the fake daughter.

So, upon reincarnation, she hardened her heart, decided to be independent and strong.

Wang Haoran couldn’t help but ask, “Nan Nan, is that all between you two?”

“Yes! I knew she hated me, so I avoided her as much as possible.”

“But since then, she often went out alone.”

“My parents worried about her and often lectured her, but she always turned a deaf ear…”

Wang Haoran was puzzled. That shouldn’t be it. In such female-oriented novels, the protagonist usually focuses on her career, adhering to the principle of “if people don’t offend me, I won’t offend them.”

Why such a strong desire to kill, even wiping out her own family?

Thinking of this, Wang Haoran asked about the male protagonist.

“Do you know what kind of person the Mo family young master is?”

“…I don’t know much, only rumors.”

“It’s said that the Mo family young master, Mo Qingyuan, is seriously ill at a young age, bedridden all year round, with not many years left.”

“Hmph, I wonder if he’s dead by now!”