The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Hide Multiple Identities

"Yes, this is the punishment Nan Yu deserves, the retribution of the Nan Family,"

Jiang Feishun echoed the others’ words.

"Chang Sumeng, wake up."

Suddenly, that female voice called out.

Without a response from Chang Sumeng, she said to Jiang Feishun, "How can she be sleeping so deeply?"

Jiang Feishun’s voice came through, "That’s impossible, we left an hour ago, and she had just woken up; how could she possibly be sleeping so soundly?"

Immediately after, noises from next door could be heard.

Before long, all sounds ceased.

Nan Yu’s temples throbbed fiercely; she swiftly shrank back against the balcony wall, blending her entire body with the darkness.

The next second, a woman emerged onto the neighboring balcony.