Chapter 147: Someone Helping Her?

Song Huan Yan still pushes him, "Well, how about we chat for a while?"

Nan Gong Yu lowly laughs, "Huan Yan. Do first, then talk. Or, do and talk at the same time."

Song Huan Yan: "……"

Just as the two were whispering close to each other's ears, Song Huan Yan's phone suddenly rang.

Song Huan Yan, for the first time feeling it was "redemption," hurriedly said, "I'll take the call first."

She went to get the phone, while Nan Gong Yu was still teasing her…

Song Huan Yan said, "It's my mother's call."

Nan Gong Yu finally settled down.

Song Huan Yan wanted to cover her face, where was the promised cold, aloof big boss?

Song Huan Yan answered, and Ning Shuyue said, "Yan Yan, Mom didn't disturb you two, right?"

Song Huan Yan blushed and hurriedly said, "No. What's up, Mom? Anything wrong?"

Ning Shuyue said, "Yes! Your older brother's betrothed has been approved!"

Song Huan Yan was surprised, then raised an eyebrow, "That… fast?"

Ning Shuyue laughed, "Right. They decided after a meal. I think your brother is eager, wants a wife and kids. He's not young—twenty‑seven—so it's suitable. After marriage and kids, I can hold grandchildren too!"

Ning Shuyue was quite happy.

Song Huan Yan was also pleased, pursed her lips and said, "Great. So you now have something to do."

Ning Shuyue said, "Exactly. You and Yi Han should hurry up too. When the time comes, I'll bring one, and both will be brought. Or, Qing He and I, bringing them together to play, how nice."

In response, Song Huan Yan said little, only obediently and sweetly, "Okay."

Ning Shuyue added, "I called to ask whether you and Yi Han are free this week. If you are, let's have a meal together; your brother wants to set the wedding date with that girl."

Song Huan Yan slowly raised an eyebrow, "So… just set the date? No… courting?"

Ning Shuyue: "Your brother is eager. As for the girl, her family isn't very affluent. She runs a small clothing company, barely an aristocratic family, but still a small family. So… she's a step up. If your brother is eager, her family will naturally want her to marry quickly. Thus… no courting needed."

Speaking of this, one must mention family strength.

Families like the Song Family, Leng Family, Nan Gong Clan, even in a marriage alliance, would court for a while first, retaining choice, not forced.

But small families of aristocratic status usually don't.

Song Qicheng being able to like that girl makes him the absolute authority and superior.

If he says no courting and marries directly, then it's marriage, and the girl's family wouldn't dare object.

Even the parents hope to quickly climb onto the Song Family, soaring to success.

Song Huan Yan asked, "Is there no matching family background?"

Ning Shuyue said, "There are, not many. And your brother didn't pick her, saying at least this girl is obedient."

That's true.

If the natal family is weak, isn't that easy to manipulate?

Song Huan Yan said, "Fine. As long as he likes her."

Ning Shuyue said, "The girl is delicate, not heavily made up, looks obedient and sensible."

Song Huan Yan nodded, then looked at Nan Gong Yu and said, "Brother's marriage partner is decided, preparing to pick a wedding date. Mom wants us to have a meal together this weekend to discuss."

Hearing that, Nan Gong Yu frowned, clearly displeased.

Song Huan Yan saw him and also slightly frowned.

She kicked him with her foot.

Nan Gong Yu then relented and said, "Fine."

His demeanor, also not very happy.

Song Huan Yan, after agreeing with Ning Shuyue and hanging up, looked at Nan Gong Yu, "You don't want to go?"

Nan Gong Yu pulled her into his arms and said plainly, "Hmm."

Song Huan Yan said, "But even if we set the wedding date and don't attend, what about his marriage? Not attending the wedding? Some customs… we have to at least make an appearance."

Nan Gong Yu considered that, although he could skip this time, the wedding… still must be attended, otherwise it's unreasonable.

Thinking further, after all Song Huan Yan is his wife, Song Qicheng was a loser from the start, never won.

So he agreed.

Nan Gong Yu said, "Fine, as the lady wishes."

He pressed onto her, kissing more passionately than before, saying, "He's getting married, what are your thoughts?"

Song Huan Yan was startled, pushed him away, "What could I think? If he gets married, that's fine, a good thing."

Nan Gong Yu kissed her, "Hmm, you're not allowed to have thoughts."

Song Huan Yan: "...."

Song Huan Yan could no longer hold back, asking, "Lord… are you… jealous?"

Nan Gong Yu paused, as if finding the word "jealous" rather fresh.

He thought for a moment, then said, "Huan Yan, you are my wife. When others marry, you must not and should not have any thoughts."

Song Huan Yan said, "I have no thoughts either. You insisted on asking me."

Nan Gong Yu said, "Hmm, that's good."

After that, he continued kissing her.

It made Song Huan Yan feel a bit inexplicable.

But she couldn't pinpoint what was odd, and being kissed by him left her no time to think of anything else.

The next day.

Song Huan Yan just arrived at the office, unexpectedly… Qin Jiao Jiao was already waiting for her there early in the morning.

The moment she saw Song Huan Yan, Qin Jiao Jiao rushed at her like a madwoman, grabbed her, and cried, "President Song, President Song, you must save me, save me!"

Song Huan Yan stepped back a step to avoid her touch, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Sang Wan stepped forward, pulled Qin Jiao Jiao away, and said, "If you have something to say, say it properly."

After Qin Jiao Jiao sobbed and finished speaking, Song Huan Yan was shocked.

She didn't expect… Qin Jiao Jiao had actually been tied up last night.

And they even took Indecent Photos of her!

Then they released her and told her that if she wanted those photos, she had to pay.

They demanded that Qin Jiao Jiao pay thirty million to buy out the photos.

Qin Jiao Jiao doesn't have thirty million.

She doesn't even have three million.

Song Huan Yan, though quite shocked, replied, "How can I save you? I'm not a police officer."

Qin Jiao Jiao cried even more miserably, saying, "But I'm the star you're supposed to promote! I, I'm about to start filming, and this kind of Scandal Material—doesn't the company just pay to handle it?"

Song Huan Yan finally understood.

So… does that mean someone is helping her?

She originally planned to keep ignoring Qin Jiao Jiao, letting her make a scene if she wanted.

But most likely Qin Jiao Jiao wouldn't dare to cause a scene.

Even if she did, she would of course have a way to deal with it.

Qin Jiao Jiao is vulnerable; she can handle it however she wants.

But now Qin Jiao Jiao has had these kinds of photos taken of her.

What acting can she still do, what star can she be?

Naturally, not anymore.

Song Huan Yan looked at her and said, "I was going to promote you as a star, but I haven't yet. You haven't even signed with a company, and you haven't filmed anything. Tell me, if you can't manage your private life and get into this mess, how can I invest in you?"

Qin Jiao Jiao was so shocked she didn't even dare to cry, and said, "You, what are you saying? You won't fund my acting anymore?"

Song Huan Yan said coldly, "Of course. The drama hasn't even been filmed, and you get into this. Who else would I want to promote if not you? The ransom is thirty million, enough to make a decent low‑budget drama. You expect me to pay that? What are you thinking?"

When Qin Jiao Jiao heard that, it was like a bolt from the blue; she almost felt struck down on the spot.

She stared with shocked, widened eyes, "You mean… my star path is just… over?"

Song Huan Yan nodded, "Yes. No company would dare take you without first paying thirty million to buy the Scandal Material. You're not formally trained, your looks aren't world‑shaking, and you're already married with children. Qin Jiao Jiao, it seems you can only stop here."

Those words from Song Huan Yan were truly sincere, more genuine than real gold.

Qin Jiao Jiao herself lacks the qualifications to be a star; she could still be forced up by throwing money.

After all, as long as you throw money, anyone can be promoted.

When Song Huan Yan originally agreed to her, it was only to placate Qin Zi Mo and Qiao An.

So the two wouldn't suspect her of promoting them.

She never truly intended to invest in Qin Jiao Jiao.

Qin Jiao Jiao was stunned after hearing that.

Tears streamed wildly; she had worked so hard for so long!

She had been dieting for days without eating, and now she's told to stop here?

"No, I—I'm a victim!" Qin Jiao Jiao said.

Song Huan Yan sneered, "There are plenty of victims. You should tell the police, I suggest you report it."

Qin Jiao Jiao went frantic, saying, "No, why are you so cold‑blooded? You had me study professionally for two months, I even dieted hard, prepared everything! You bought these photos with money, I will, I will make it back for you!"

Song Huan Yan said, "What right do I have to waste money? Spend tens of millions on your Scandal Material, then still fund you to film a drama—are you my father?"

Qin Jiao Jiao was choked and could not speak.

Sang Wan said, "Alright, let's go report to the police right away."

After saying that, he was about to drive Qin Jiao Jiao away.

Qin Jiao Jiao immediately ran to Song Huan Yan's front, knelt, and said, "President Song, you can't treat me like this! You… at least consider my brother's face!"

Song Huan Yan's face remained expressionless, "Your brother's commercial value only lets him look after himself; he can't look after you. Sang Sang, call Security."

Sang Wan immediately made a phone call to summon people.

Qin Jiao Jiao suddenly erupted, stood up, pointed at Song Huan Yan, and shouted, "Was it you? Did you hire someone to do this? I saw through it long ago! You were just placating me, dragging me along; you never intended to invest in me! From start to finish you were just playing me, right?!"

"You're so vicious! You personally gave me dreams, painted grand promises, then personally shattered my dreams! This is murder without a blink! It's more painful than killing me! You really are… enough! Your tactics are so high!"

Murder is just a point on the head and the ground.

But to toy with a person's heart is what truly counts as a masterful tactic.

Being able to break a person's heart to the point where they want to die yet cannot.

That is what truly high.

The grand move Song Huan Yan intends is exactly this: not murder, but Punishing the Heart.

Don't be fooled by Qin Jiao Jiao's current "victim" demeanor; how terrible was she before?

She had always wanted to slaughter Song Huan Yan like a stupid pig!

Thus, facing Qin Jiao Jiao's fury, Song Huan Yan remained calm and composed, saying, "If you think I did it, you are free to report it. As long as you can produce evidence, the law will punish me."

Qin Jiao Jiao was about to be faint from anger.

Since Song Huan Yan promised to promote her and properly arranged various courses for her, she has been living the Star Dream every day.

She kept imagining how glorious it would be once she became a star, with countless people adoring her daily.

Under the spotlight, always dressed splendidly, beautiful and pretty, with a crowd of fans calling her sister, wife, daughter… baby… and so on.

This dream has lasted almost two months, and it looks like it's about to officially start filming.

But unexpectedly, just like that, with a bang, it shattered completely!

Moreover, she was inexplicably photographed in that way, and someone demanded thirty million!

She has that money, and she still begs Song Huan Yan?

No one can endure this blow.

Qin Jiao Jiao's spirit instantly collapsed completely!

In her agitation, she suddenly grabbed the vase on the Office Desk, raised her hand and smashed it hard toward Song Huan Yan's head, shouting, "Song Huan Yan, you shameless whore, you played me!"