Chapter 124: Could You Have Guessed This?

Yes, that's it.

It should be just like that!

Nan Gong Jue was only momentarily angry.

When he calms down, he'll be soft‑hearted.

After all, he likes her that much.

When you really like someone, it doesn't matter if your head is all green, whether you're a turtle or a tortoise.

There are many of those in TV dramas and novels; that's true love.

Thinking of that, Qiao An immediately said, "Husband, I know you're angry. This matter needs time to accept! I, I'll give you time, I'm willing to wait for you!"

Nan Gong Jue truly felt like vomiting for the first time, nauseated by someone's words to the point of wanting to hit someone.

He finally understood why Song Huan Yan insisted on dealing with Qiao An.

Settling the matter with her privately was truly too cheap for her.

Her level of disgust and viciousness truly shatters one's three‑view.

These aren't words a human can utter.

Only a beast could say that!

Nan Gong Jue was so angry he felt dizzy; seeing her like that and recalling how he had been good to her.

He had even kissed her, even slept on the same bed with her, and he... just... he... is completely... unable...

His laughably pathetic "love" is utterly absurd!

That night Qiao An clung to him and slept together, hinting in countless ways, yet he kept himself under control.

He still thought... the girlfriend was pure, should respect her.

But...

How ridiculous!

Seeing Nan Gong Jue remain silent, Qiao An cried even more pitifully, saying, "I got pregnant because I was bullied; I'm also miserable; I'm a victim, you can't blame the victim. You have already married me; even if that certificate is fake, you still willingly married me, and you were so eager to marry me. I promise you, as long as you forgive me, I'll immediately get rid of this cursed child, and from then on I'll be with you properly; I'll depend on you for everything, whatever you want is fine. Just… just don't abandon me; I'm already your wife! How can you abandon your wife?"

At this point, Qiao An almost hated Nan Gong Yu to death, for he had forged a fake certificate!

If it weren't a fake certificate, Nan Gong Jue couldn't easily abandon her now.

Even if they divorced, there would still be a one‑month cooling‑off period.

And, no matter what, they'd have to split some assets!

"Wife?" Nan Gong Jue sneered, "With a wife like you, I'm afraid I won't even live until next year! You keep saying you're a victim. You also know you're still carrying an illegitimate child, how disgraceful! So I ask you, that night you wanted to make love with me, what were you calculating in your heart?!"

Qiao An was stunned.

She didn't expect Nan Gong Jue to bring this up.

"I…" Qiao An couldn't think of how to argue at that moment.

Nan Gong Jue took a deep breath, feeling waves of nausea surge.

Carrying another man's illegitimate child, and still wanting to be with him?

What on earth gave her the audacity?

Seeing Qiao An's panic, Nan Gong Jue said, "Let me speak for you. You tried to fool me, pretended it was your first time, then stained the sheets with blood to cover it up! Is that so?!"

Anyone with a normal mind could see through Qiao An's scheme.

"I… it's not… not that way." Qiao An shook her head frantically, "It's not like that, don't… don't slander me. Husband, it's not how you think."

"I… I just couldn't control my feelings! I also like you a lot. Someone as good as you, I couldn't not like you, I really like you! Is it wrong to be unable to restrain oneself when you like someone?"

Qiao An began to cry again.

Nan Gong Jue stared at her coldly, "Can't control your feelings? Weren't you defiled by someone? How can you have no shadow or aversion to that, and even think about it? In my view, it's not defilement; you're actually enjoying it!"

"No, no, no." Qiao An shook her head desperately, "You can't impose your ideas on me; it's not as you say! It's not! How can you treat me like this?"

"What am I supposed to do for you? Accompany you to abort the child, then feel sorry for your suffering, then marry you and cherish you for a lifetime— is that right?" Nan Gong Jue said.

Qiao An choked, "It, it was supposed to be like this. Still, I'll be good to you for a lifetime; I'll obey everything you say! Be a cow or a horse, a cat or a dog, I'll have no complaints! Is this still not enough?"

Hearing her world‑shattering words, Nan Gong Jue took a deep breath and closed his eyes in pain.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was cold and empty, saying, "I really am blind‑eyed and heartless to have set my sights on a filthy, stinking wretch like you!"

After speaking, Nan Gong Jue erupted like thunder, losing his temper, "Is there only one woman in the whole world? On what the hell grounds do I have?"

Then he told the bodyguard, "Plug his mouth, knock the person out, and take him away."

He didn't want to hear another word from her; he was disgusted to the extreme.

At this point, with no remorse or guilt, he still boasted that he was the victim.

He even thought he'd made a huge concession?

Utterly ridiculous!

Upon hearing this, Qiao An stood up and stepped back, "No, don't…"

She looked quite pitiful and miserable.

Nan Gong Jue, still nauseated, turned his gaze to the bodyguard and asked, "Can you cut off her tongue?"

The bodyguard was taken aback, then replied, "It's not impossible."

Qiao An was instantly terrified, retreating repeatedly, "What exactly do you want to do? Are you crazy? Even if I'm guilty, even if I'm at fault, it's not you… you… punish me however you like! This is… bodily harm!"

Nan Gong Jue sneered, "You probably don't know what the Nan Gong family represents in Kyoto."

Qiao An's face turned deathly pale; she tried to bolt.

But a bodyguard grabbed her hard.

"Are you crazy?" Qiao An stared wide‑eyed, panicked and terrified, "No, don't, husband, husband, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong! Let me go, let me go. No, can't!"

Nan Gong Jue was unmoved.

Another bodyguard drew a dagger, skillfully twirling it while steadily advancing toward her.

Qiao An was so frightened her eyes nearly popped out, screaming, "No! I still have to film! I'm a rising star; you can't treat me like this. I still have to make money for President Song. Yes, you can't claim to represent the law and hurt me arbitrarily! Otherwise, the law won't spare you either. No, no."

Nan Gong Jue stared at her, "Law? So you rely on the fact that what you've done won't be punished by the law, and therefore you act without fear, with limitless disgust, right?"

Qiao An struggled desperately in terror.

The dagger‑wielding bodyguard stepped forward and said, "As long as the money's in place, there are plenty of people eager to take the blame for Second Master. It's just cutting off a tongue; guess how many years that would get you?"

In that instant, Qiao An's fear peaked.

She had never been this terrified in her whole life.

Losing her tongue would ruin her entire life!

Overcome by fear, her vision went black in both eyes and she fainted outright.

The bodyguard glanced at Nan Gong Jue, "Second Master?"

Nan Gong Jue actually wouldn't really cut off her tongue.

"Get in the car," Nan Gong Jue said.

"Yes," the bodyguard replied, bowing his head.

As Nan Gong Jue lifted his foot to leave, another bodyguard said, "Second Master, it seems… you're scared to death."

Nan Gong Jue's steps halted, and a vein in his forehead bulged instantly.

Truly… an indescribable disgust!

This is a despicable, vicious scoundrel.

Nan Gong Jue didn't look, but said, "Rent a cart that can haul livestock here, bring it back to Kyoto, and dump it at the Qiao Family's doorstep."

The bodyguard bowed his head, "Yes!"

By now the sky had already darkened early, and on the return trip Nan Gong Jue felt nauseously disgusted.

He really wanted to find a hypnotist to erase this memory!

Simply… too disgusting.

Halfway through the journey, it was already past nine p. m.

Nan Gong Jue's phone rang.

It was a call from Nan Gong Yu.

Nan Gong Jue answered.

Nan Gong Yu said, "Where are you? What's happening?"

Nan Gong Jue rolled down the window, inhaled the crisp air deeply, rubbed his brow, and said, "I'm in the countryside outskirts, about an hour and a half away from Kyoto."

Nan Gong Yu raised an eyebrow slowly, "What are you doing out in the countryside?"

"You didn't… take someone… out to the countryside… and… did what, did you?" Nan Gong Yu added.

At that moment, Song Huan Yan had just finished bathing and was drying her hair.

Hearing that, she paused, twisted her brows fiercely, and looked at Nan Gong Yu.

The man's exquisitely handsome face was cold and expressionless, as if even if Nan Gong Jue had done it, he felt no emotional turbulence, no panic.

He probably would only calmly consider how to cover up for Nan Gong Jue.

Over there, Nan Gong Jue said, "There's no big brother. I got my hands dirty. I… only took her to the countryside to verify whether she was pregnant, so she wouldn't later go and have a mixed‑blood child and then come crying to me, claiming she wasn't pregnant at all."

"Oh," Nan Gong Yu replied, "Result?"

Nan Gong Jue lit a cigarette and said, "What do you think?"

Hearing that, Nan Gong Yu understood immediately.

After a moment he said, "Is your mind clear now?"

Nan Gong Jue took a deep breath, "Sorry, big brother. It was my fault before."

Nan Gong Yu responded, "Quite good. Standing tall. You live up to being my younger brother."

Nan Gong Jue's eyes reddened slightly, "Big brother…"

Because of Qiao An, he quarreled fiercely with Nan Gong Yu, even saying that Nan Gong Yu wasn't his big brother…

Nan Gong Yu added, "Yi Chen, the fault isn't yours. Don't blame yourself, don't take on mistakes that aren't yours. Hang up."

Nan Gong Jue murmured "Hmm," "Thank you, big brother."

Nan Gong Yu said, "You stinky kid, I'm your big brother; what's there to thank me for?"

Nan Gong Jue pressed his lips, "Hmm, hang up."

Nan Gong Yu put down the phone and looked at Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan's phone also rang.

She answered.

On the other end was the Legal Department head.

He said, "Sorry, President Song."

Song Huan Yan twisted her brows, "Not reclaimed?"

The head said, "Qin Yingdi's mother is making a scene, threatening suicide, even brandishing a kitchen knife; it's really intense. So… we wanted to know your opinion. To force a recall, we'd have to coordinate with the relevant department and have law‑enforcement accompany us. The officers have all clocked out."

"Fine," Song Huan Yan replied, "I understand. Let's discuss tomorrow."

The head said, "Alright. Then you should rest early."

Song Huan Yan said, "Hmm."

She hung up and set the phone down.

Nan Gong Yu stepped forward and picked up the hair dryer on the dressing table.

He turned it on and naturally blew her hair.

Song Huan Yan froze for a moment, looked at the handsome, outstanding man in the mirror, and said, "Lord Yu, I… I'll do it myself."

Nan Gong Yu said, "No problem. Whose call?"

Song Huan Yan replied, "Legal Department chief. The house couldn't be reclaimed smoothly, so I have to go myself tomorrow."

Nan Gong Yu slightly curled his lips and, nonchalantly, asked, "Did you install surveillance in the house?"

Song Huan Yan was stunned again.

He could even guess that.