Chapter 135: The Aloof Big Boss Is Actually Quite Shy?

But she simply could not run away.

As she stepped back, she immediately collided with the security approaching from behind.

These security guards were probably also bodyguards—each massive and robust—and they instantly twisted her.

Qiao An screamed in terror, "I still have great commercial value to Song Huan Yan, you really can't touch me!"

She never imagined that she, who had wanted to trample Song Huan Yan underfoot and brutally humiliate him,

would now have to lift Song Huan Yan up and beg for his life.

But it was her own doing, insisting on "delivering death" at the door.

She even convinced herself that she truly was an innocent victim, deserving of understanding, even of sympathy.

Perhaps it proved the old saying: if you don't act, you won't die.

She was simply courting death.

She also underestimated a mother's concern for her child.

At this moment Qiao An was inescapably trapped!

She had already been seized by security and could not move.

They grabbed her arm, pulling it straight, and raised the electric baton in their hand.

When that baton came down, her hand was disabled.

Qiao An screamed, "Song Huan Yan, Song Huan Yan, really, if you hurt me, Song Huan Yan will definitely...."

Before she could finish, Gu Qinghe spoke at that critical moment, saying, "Wait!"

Qiao An finally caught her breath, but she was still shaken.

Gu Qinghe frowned.

Qiao An hurriedly said, "Really, she values me a lot. Otherwise why would she spare me? Y‑you, you call her, verify, then later act. Moreover, I'm the victim! Even if you're angry, you shouldn't treat me like this!"

Gu Qinghe suddenly called a halt, not because she wasn't angry.

But because she suddenly thought of something.

This matter… Song Huan Yan and the two brothers are both aware.

It's impossible that all three of them did nothing.

Given Nan Gong Yu's temper, could he have kept Qiao An until now?

And still let Qiao An come to the Old Mansion to run around?

There must be some consideration behind this.

Gu Qinghe, with a dark face, pointed at the doorway, "Get out! Right now! Don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Qiao An, of course, was eager to get out.

She didn't expect Gu Qinghe not only wouldn't sympathize, but also intended to cripple her hands and feet; she almost confessed here!

So she immediately bolted, panicking and taking any path.

Gu Qinghe rubbed her temples.

Aunt Liu asked in confusion, "Madam… such a rotten scum, and you still keep her?"

Gu Qinghe said, "Yan Yan must have her reasons for temporarily keeping her. Moreover, the second brother hasn't acted, so it's not that simple. I need to ask. Prepare a car, go to the second brother's private residence."

After Qiao An fled the Nan Gong Old Residence in a mess, she hurriedly got into a car and floored the accelerator.

She drove wildly for a good distance before stopping at the roadside, panting heavily.

She was so scared her heart raced a lot.

Even now it keeps thumping rapidly.

It took about ten minutes for her to calm her over‑shaken emotions.

Clearly, seeking Gu Qinghe was a grave mistake, yet Qiao An still comforted herself.

She had already made every effort.

She searched for both the right and wrong targets, ignoring danger and the risk of being beaten or insulted, covering everything.

She did this, besides clinging to the fantasy that Gu Qinghe would understand her like Nan Gong Lin.

In fact there was another purpose.

It was to shape herself into a deeply affectionate character.

After all, she was still in the dark, firmly insisting she was an innocent victim.

She was deeply devoted to Nan Gong Jue, and to seek reconciliation and forgiveness, she gave her all.

Once this affectionate persona took hold, after some time when the uproar subsided, Nan Gong Jue would calm down and might even be moved by her efforts.

She was an actress at heart, easily getting into character.

She even believed her own constructed persona and fabricated lies.

When Gu Qinghe arrived at Nan Gong Jue's private residence, Nan Gong Jue had just gotten up.

Gu Qinghe stepped forward, explained the matter, and then asked directly, "Why keep her? Even though she did such excessive things to you, you still can't see clearly and remain attached to her?"

As Gu Qinghe spoke, she felt herself about to faint; if it were really like that… she might consider just killing her son outright.

To avoid further trouble.

Nan Gong Jue was also shocked; he never expected Qiao An to be so brazen, even using that riddled‑with‑holes, clumsy excuse to approach Gu Qinghe.

What woman can't make things difficult for another woman?

Is she even human?

Clearly a beast!

A beast worse than a pig or dog!

Nan Gong Jue felt a bit dizzy and said, "Mother, please sit first."

Nan Gong Jue pulled Gu Qinghe to sit down, then said, "I originally didn't intend for the elders to know… afraid you'd be angry, afraid you'd be upset. Keeping her is to better revenge and deal with her. It's all tangled up, I can't explain it clearly right now. In short… this is a plan that Elder Sister-in-law and I share, and my elder brother also strongly approves."

"Mother, please don't interfere, and don't ask too much. It's not a good thing; I'm afraid if you hear it, it'll dirty your ears. Anyway, just ignore her; she probably also wouldn't dare see you again."

Gu Qinghe said, "Disable her limbs, bankrupt her family, blacklist her, drive her out of Kyoto—aren't those enough revenge? What on earth…"

Nan Gong Jue replied, "Not enough."

Gu Qinghe inhaled sharply, but didn't ask further, and said, "Fine then, but son, you… don't be sad; there are plenty of good girls."

Nan Gong Jue said nothing, just pulled Gu Qinghe, "Mother, have breakfast."

Gu Qinghe said no more, and ate breakfast with Nan Gong Jue, her gaze full of tender affection.

A moment later, Gu Qinghe said, "For this, we still have to thank Elder Sister-in-law! I told you, Yan Yan is a Lucky Star. Marrying her is the best blessing for your elder brother! Having such a daughter‑in‑law is also a blessing for our family—may the ancestors protect us."

Nan Gong Jue said, "Indeed, many thanks to Elder Sister-in-law."

Gu Qinghe praised, "Of course! In this matter, Yan Yan handled it perfectly—steady and flawless. Yet her attitude had long shown that Qiao An has serious issues! It's just that you, kid, are head over heels with Love Brain. In short, you must sincerely thank Elder Sister-in-law."

"Hmm." Nan Gong Jue nodded.

He, regarding Song Huan Yan, from then on was fully convinced, both in heart and speech.

Gu Qinghe took a few bites, then furrowed her brows, "But… why didn't Yan Yan tell you at the beginning?"

That brings up another issue.

Nan Gong Jue said, "Elder Sister-in-law has her reasons; I fully understand, I know why. So I don't blame her. Mother, this is very complicated; after a while, when the truth comes out, you'll understand."

"All you need to know is that Elder Sister-in-law is wonderful; you truly should be grateful to her."

"Oh." Gu Qinghe blinked, nodded, "Alright? So your elder brother knows everything too?"

Nan Gong Jue said, "Hmm."

Gu Qinghe pursed her lips, "You… make it so complicated. But it seems fun; are you sure you're not taking me along?"

Nan Gong Jue gave a helpless wry smile, "Mother… you, please don't get involved."

"Fine." Gu Qinghe shrugged, "I have to go to Yu Garden."

Nan Gong Jue set down his knife and fork, "What are you going for?"

Gu Qinghe said, "I'm going to thank Elder Sister-in-law, to praise her!"

Nan Gong Jue pursed his lips, a smile appearing, "Hmm, okay, go ahead."

Gu Qinghe took it seriously and left.

She already especially liked Song Huan Yan, and now she liked him even more immensely.

When Gu Qinghe arrived at Yu Garden, it was already 11 a. m.

She entered the Main Hall and asked; the two hadn't gotten up yet!

Gu Qinghe instantly beamed, deciding to wait for them.

Who knew, the waiting lasted until 12:30 p. m.

Watching the two go downstairs, Gu Qinghe stroked her chin.

Son, this combat power is pretty good!

Indeed, worthy of a house that's been single for thirty‑one years!

The intensity of the fire rivals a forest blaze.

Looks like grandchildren and such are already on the way, very hopeful!

It was Saturday; Nan Gong Yu didn't go to the company, and this morning he indeed tugged Song Huan Yan around a few times without any shame or irritation…

Song Huan Yan's waist was numb; it felt not his own waist.

When he went downstairs and saw Gu Qinghe, he was a bit surprised, also a little embarrassed, and hurried forward, "Mother, when did you arrive?"

Gu Qinghe smiled, "Not long, just over an hour."

Song Huan Yan blushed inexplicably, hurriedly said, "Sit quickly."

Nan Gong Yu also stepped forward, politely greeted, "Mother."

Gu Qinghe smiled brightly, surveyed the two, then said, "Sit, sit, sit."

Nan Gong Yu instructed the Kitchen to start the meal.

When the three reached the dining room, Gu Qinghe finally recounted the matter.

Song Huan Yan and Nan Gong Yu were both speechless.

Song Huan Yan truly hadn't expected Qiao An to act like this, to do such a thing and still seek another's mother, hoping for her forgiveness and support?

Does she think the whole Earth belongs to her?

Gu Qinghe finished and said, "I'll follow the second son, won't intervene; this matter is yours, Yan Yan. You must make that scoundrel pay the price she deserves!"

Song Huan Yan nodded, "Don't worry, Mother."

Song Huan Yan explained, "Mother, Qiao An is a somewhat well‑known artist; handling it privately would be fine, but publicly it would inevitably cause a huge uproar."

"Our company currently has only her as a rising star; if something happens privately, fans will blow up the trending list. So we can't handle it quietly; we must expose her, let her be disgraced and despised by everyone."

Gu Qinghe suddenly understood, nodding repeatedly, "So you, taking the big picture into account, why not expose her right away?"

Song Huan Yan said, "That's not enough. I want her to stand higher so she falls harder."

Gu Qinghe, ever perceptive, grasped it in two sentences and said, "So, Mother, I think you're the most confident in you, and most appreciative! No wonder you're the person I've liked since childhood! It's just… my second and youngest children are a bit worrisome. You may have to work hard for them in the future."

They'd only been married a short while, and the second child already caused such a huge incident, yet Song Huan Yan, the elder sister‑in‑law, turned the tide.

Now speaking of Song Huan Yan, Nan Gong Jue's eyes were full of respect and belief.

There was no longer any previous seeming dissatisfaction with this elder sister‑in‑law.

Song Huan Yan pressed his lips, "Mother, we're all family; it's not a hardship."

Gu Qinghe laughed, her smile warm, content, and delighted, and couldn't help sighing, "Marrying you into the house was meant for you to enjoy a peaceful life…"

Song Huan Yan said, "It's fine, Mother, I also enjoy the blessings."

Nan Gong Yu is so wonderful—his status and rank are lofty, his influence is vast and deep, and money… is the least of his worries, so what reason could there be not to enjoy a happy life?

Gu Qinghe looked at Song Huan Yan with a gaze that was even more affectionate than toward his own daughter, full of tenderness, as if he wanted to hug her into his arms and kiss her.

At this moment Nan Gong Yu spoke, "Madam truly works hard; besides having to look after the second and third, you also have to look after the eldest."

After speaking, he picked a portion of vegetables for Song Huan Yan and said gently and considerately, "Eat a little more."

Song Huan Yan's face flushed instantly.

Still have to look after the eldest?

The way he said it… seems to imply something else.

And especially loaded with meaning?

Gu Qinghe glared at Nan Gong Yu, "Look, it's within your ability. Let me tell you, Nangong Yihan does not allow Yan Yan to suffer! And you also take care of her; you're such a grown man, you should definitely look after her! Otherwise, why would you have aged for nothing?"

Nan Gong Yu pressed his lips together, "Hmm, as Mother taught, I shall take good care of Song Huan Yan."

After that, he again picked a dish for Song Huan Yan and gave her a deep look.

Song Huan Yan: "…"

Wait, why does he bite the word "look after" so heavily?!

The cold senior is actually… rather quietly flirtatious?