Chapter 126: Lord, Do You Know You Need to Take Medicine?

After that, the two spoke in unison again.

Nan Gong Yu said, "If we have it, wanting it is also fine."

Song Huan Yan said, "Being two years later is also fine."

After speaking, the two fell silent for a moment.

They just turned their gazes toward each other.

Song Huan Yan couldn't help but laugh.

Nan Gong Yu also pressed his lips together.

In fact, Song Huan Yan also knew that Nan Gong Yu's remark about being two years later was meant to let her act in a drama and achieve a career she had never experienced.

She also kind of wanted it.

Nan Gong Yu, of course, also understood Song Huan Yan's meaning—it was out of consideration for his age.

After thinking, Nan Gong Yu decisively said, "Then let's wait two years before preparing for pregnancy."

After speaking, he looked at Song Huan Yan seriously, "I think, in two years you'll surely reach a great height in performance, and then having a child won't be too late. Once your career is established, you can return at any time after pregnancy and childbirth. Isn't that the best?"

Hearing that, Song Huan Yan felt a warmth like spring in her heart, was quite moved, and couldn't help asking, "Then you… aren't in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry," Nan Gong Yu said.

He had just experienced this kind of thing, tasting the marrow, and longed to revel night after night.

Having a child… well, it really can be postponed.

If he got pregnant soon, then he'd have to become a monk again…

So, two years later is indeed a good time.

Song Huan Yan nodded, "Alright, I'll follow your lead."

Nan Gong Yu said, "Then tonight I'll prepare the set."

Hearing that, Song Huan Yan blushed immediately, thinking, "Can one just say that so casually now?"

Song Huan Yan gave no reply, hurriedly lifted her foot and entered the washroom area.

Nan Gong Yu followed.

The two were sweet and affectionate here.

Qiao An, however, was already going crazy early this morning.

Last night, after she fainted, Nan Gong Jue actually found a pig‑cart in the countryside, placed her on it, hauled her back to Kyoto, and dumped her at the Qiao Family's doorstep.

She woke up halfway, and the pig‑cart was stinky and filthy, with plenty of leftover pig dung and urine inside.

She was so terrified that she wet herself.

Waking up in the cart last night and seeing herself like that drove her mad.

She shouted desperately inside the cart, but no one paid her any attention.

She almost fainted several times from the cart's foul odor.

When the cart entered Kyoto, law‑enforcement officers came to inquire.

Primarily because they saw a person inside the pig‑cart, they were bound to question it.

She even pleaded for help to the officers.

But unexpectedly… the officers went to Nan Gong Jue's vehicle for questioning and then let them go.

It seemed… as if they were blind, unable to see that she was locked inside the pig‑cart.

Clearly… the Nan Gong family has far‑reaching influence.

When she arrived at the Qiao Family, she was dumped at the door, reeking all over, in a wretched state.

Nan Gong Jue just walked away like that.

She mustered a breath and returned home, bathing seven or eight times, yet the pig smell still clung to her.

She sprayed a lot of Perfume, only then feeling it could barely mask the odor.

Afterwards, feeling indignant and unwilling to accept it, she called Nan Gong Jue.

She discovered that he had blocked all her contact methods.

She wanted to abort the child in her womb, but no matter how she hammered her belly, it was useless.

She was angry, remorseful, frustrated, and spent the night crying, unable to sleep at all.

She was angry that Nan Gong Jue clearly liked and adored her, yet turned cold and ruthless!

Why would he never forgive her, understand her?

She also had her own hardships, she didn't want this either!

She regretted… such a good match… just… vanished in an instant.

Those affections, those likes, those gentle attentions… also… also gone…

Forever… all gone…

She was even more frustrated… she had clearly crossed the social ladder, they had all married… and in the end… it turned out to be a lie!

She was just one step away from truly transcending the hierarchy, soaring above.

How… did it just disappear?

She also hated even more!

She hated Song Huan Yan, hated Nan Gong Yu, and hated Nan Gong Jue even more!

She was so pitiful; she only wanted to cross the social ladder, just that small wish.

Why couldn't they show her a little sympathy?

Qiao An tossed and turned all night without sleep, and by early morning she had lost a bunch of hair.

She looked as if she had aged several years, looking gaunt and weary…

She looks at herself in the mirror, wants to cry, but immediately shakes her head wildly.

No, she can't cry, can't collapse; she must pull herself together.

She still has hope, still has it.

Qiao An immediately tidies up, does her makeup and dresses herself.

The phone also rings.

Qiao An picks up; it's her Assistant calling.

Assistant asks why she hasn't arrived at the set yet; Director Tang is urging.

Qiao An breaks down, shouting, "Tell Tang Chenge I have something today; I need to take leave!"

After saying that, she hangs up.

Damn Tang Chenge, Song Huan Yan!

Yesterday they were all present, and they joined forces to shatter her dream.

She suffered such a huge blow, yet they still forced her to go to the set to keep filming!

Are they really unwilling to be satisfied unless they kill her!

Qiao An, still in extreme anger, hears the phone ring again.

It's the Assistant again.

Qiao An picks up, roaring, "What now?"

Assistant timidly says, "Director Tang said… if you can't arrive on time, they're preparing to replace you."

Qiao An's vision goes black, but she says, "I'm going to find Song Huan Yan!"

After hanging up, she goes crazy, literally rushing to find Dao.

She wants to find a dagger to stab Song Huan Yan, that heinous old scoundrel!

No, no, no, can't do it; stabbing Song Huan Yan isn't the issue, but she can't destroy herself with her own hands.

Then she'll just stab herself; it's all because Song Huan Yan forced it!

Song Huan Yan arrives at the CEO's office, and Sang Wan happens to arrive as well.

When he sees her, Sang Wan's eyes brighten.

He scans her up and down several times, but before speaking, the office door suddenly is knocked.

The newcomer enters, surprisingly Leng Jian Yue, holding a large bouquet of Rose.

Song Huan Yan silently sags, walks to the office chair and sits down.

Leng Jian Yue, as if without a face or skin, also steps forward, places the flower on the Office Desk, "For you."

Song Huan Yan simply tosses it straight into the trash can.

Leng Jian Yue doesn't get angry, sits down, and smiles at her.

Song Huan Yan: "....."

Does he think his smile looks good?

Crazy.

So ugly.

"You look great today…" Leng Jian Yue initiates conversation, continuing to flirt.

Then adds, "Very beautiful. Even more beautiful."

Song Huan Yan ignores him.

Sang Wan steps forward, takes the lead, "Yeah Yan Yan, why do you look so radiant today? Full of spring breeze, eyes holding autumn water, cheeks flushed pink, feeling… different from before."

Song Huan Yan purses her lips, a bit shy, "What's different?"

Sang Wan, touching his chin, "Seems… you have a bit more feminine charm. Come on, tell me, last night… did you do something naughty with Lord Yu?"

Sang Wan actually said that on purpose.

This is actually a private chat between best friends, shouldn't be said in front of Leng Jian Yue.

But she insists on saying it out loud; this should be able to dissuade Leng Jian Yue, right?

Moreover, Sang Wan saw with his own eyes yesterday that the two's relationship seemed very good, harmonious, with a high‑level comfortable vibe.

Nan Gong Yu, though aloof, is a very open‑hearted and generous person.

Yet he has an inexplicable grand, atmospheric tolerance and pampering toward Song Huan Yan.

Sang Wan also knows they have never shared a room, but today Song Huan Yan is visibly different.

So she guesses… hehe.

Song Huan Yan also understands Sang Wan's purpose in bringing up this topic.

Originally, she felt a bit embarrassed.

However… now she doesn't need to be embarrassed.

So Song Huan Yan nods and says, "Hmm."

Sang Wan's eyes widen, very surprised, "Really?!"

Leng Jian Yue's face, which originally had some smile, instantly turns as black as a perpetually burnt pot bottom.

"Really." Song Huan Yan treats Leng Jian Yue as invisible, directly says, "We were together last night. Lord Yu… it was also his first."

At the end of that sentence, Song Huan Yan still slightly embarrassed, purses her lips.

But that embarrassment is toward Sang Wan, not toward Leng Jian Yue.

Leng Jian Yue's complexion darkens another shade, but unfortunately no one cares.

The two best friends chat quite happily.

Sang Wan covers her face, "I can't believe it, really!"

Song Huan Yan lightly bites her lip, "Hmm. Really."

Sang Wan, quite excited and gossipy, "He hasn't slept with Leng Bai Wei? Then Miss Leng… that's not okay either."

Beside them, Leng Jian Yue grits his teeth.

Song Huan Yan answers normally, "No. When they formed the Marriage Alliance, Nan Gong Yu was at his busiest abroad. They didn't have much time to meet, and even when they did, they had no mind for it."

A pile of work had to be done, and it was the time to rise strongly in the international market, so naturally there was no mental space for that sort of thing.

Moreover, at that time Leng Bai Wei was also quite young, around the early twenties, which might be another reason.

Sang Wan can't help but laugh, joking, "So does that count as picking up a leftover?"

Song Huan Yan lifts her eyebrows, "That's kind of what I mean."

Sang Wan smiles even more brightly.

Just as Leng Jian Yue can no longer hold back his anger, Sang Wan suddenly says, "So last night he also knew it was your first time? Was it super surprising! Did you get moved to tears?"

Leng Jian Yue is stunned.

What....??

First time?

She is the first time??

Song Huan Yan recalls that the man's surprise last night was truly a big surprise.

Thinking of last night, she can't stop her face from reddening a little, "It was quite surprising, but I didn't cry, right? Not that much."

Such a big boss, how could he cry because of a surprise.

Actually she did cry.

It hurts...

He broke in last night, indeed was overbearing, so... it hurt quite a bit.

Song Huan Yan's beautiful face turned a little redder.

Leng Jian Yue's head seems about to burst with steam, his fists clenched, yet he hasn't spoken.

Sang Wan laughs loudly, continuing the gossip, "So was he super strong, super fierce? How many times last night?"

This question is getting more like a private girly chat.

But Song Huan Yan also answers, "I don't know if that counts as strong."

She hasn't experienced anyone else, how could she know.

Sang Wan asks even more shamelessly, "How long? How many hours?"

Song Huan Yan: "....."

A few hours, that would make it impossible to stay alive.

Song Huan Yan clears her throat lightly, "I didn't count the time. It was quite long, I think."

Anyway she feels it was quite long.

It took her to the peak twice.

He still hasn't recovered...

Seeing Song Huan Yan not answer, Sang Wan, with a face full of curious excitement, "Come on, say it, say it."

Song Huan Yan stammers, "U‑uh, a little over an hour, I guess."

Sang Wan clicks his tongue twice, just about to speak, when Song Huan Yan says, "By the way, Sang Sang, later have your secretary privately buy me some medicine."

Sang Wan raises an eyebrow, "What medicine?"

Song Huan Yan makes a mouth shape.

Sang Wan's eyes widen, "You aren't planning to have a child? Then… Nan Gong Yu knows… you need to take medicine?"

Song Huan Yan slightly furrows her brows; she really hasn't dared to tell Nan Gong Yu about this.