Chapter 53: Standing on Her Side

How could Nan Gong Yu possibly not understand?

To be at such an age, standing at such a position and height, that mind and wisdom are not comparable to ordinary people.

Leng Jian Yue looked earnestly at Nan Gong Yu, impatiently hoping to see disgust, revulsion, and rejection on his face.

But a few seconds later, he was disappointed.

Nan Gong Yu's expression remained cold, yet his emotions were very steady, showing no trace of feeling, not a ripple.

He simply said nothing.

Beside them, Song Huan Yan's hand that had been gripping a bag had fingers turning slightly white, but now it had long been released.

She also stood upright, expressionless, cool and beautiful, yet without any emotional fluctuation.

Leng Jian Yue frowned hard; everyone in the circle knew both were coldly aloof, and indeed, standing together they truly resembled… two stone statues.

But Leng Jian Yue was not in a hurry, patiently waiting.

Finally Nan Gong Yu spoke, "Finished speaking?"

Leng Jian Yue replied, "What else would you like to hear?"

As soon as his words fell, Nan Gong Yu suddenly lifted his foot and kicked him straight in the stomach.

In an instant, Leng Jian Yue was kicked, landing with a thud, kneeling on the ground.

Shameful humiliation!

The Leng Family Bodyguards, upon seeing, immediately grew anxious, "Eldest Young Master!"

A few bodyguards tried to step forward, but were forcefully blocked by Nan Gong Yu's bodyguards, who drew guns and aimed at them.

Nan Gong Yu's bodyguards were specially authorized to carry firearms.

Because these were not ordinary bodyguards, but mercenaries.

The Song Family Bodyguards also shouted, "What are you trying to do? This is at the Song Family gate! Do you really think no one from the Song Family is here?"

The conflict ignited instantly, escalating repeatedly.

"I'm fine," Leng Jian Yue forced, coughing twice.

He didn't dare to clash hard with Nan Gong Yu, king meets king.

Nan Gong Yu, this man, is not ordinarily strong.

His strength is quite formidable, and it is hidden deep.

How powerful he truly is, how deep and complex the foundation of his backing forces are, no one can fully know yet.

This scene surprised Song Huan Yan.

So men are truly this straightforwardly tough with each other?

But Nan Gong Yu's action surprised her greatly.

He actually… didn't hear a single word of slander from Leng Jian Yue, and directly stood forcefully on her side.

Song Huan Yan glanced sideways at him; the man's excessively handsome face was cool as the moon, showing no emotional ripple at all.

Indeed, he stood at such a high position; how could he care about these "petty tactics"?

Leng Jian Yue forced himself to stand, glanced at Song Huan Yan, then looked at Nan Gong Yu, and said nothing.

Perhaps, he didn't know what to say.

Nan Gong Yu looked at him, his voice and expression cold, "Apologize to my wife."

Leng Jian Yue's complexion turned extremely ugly; both were dominant men, yet standing together the disparity in status was too obvious.

But Leng Jian Yue is no fool; he is very clever.

How could he deliberately provoke a being he could never afford to provoke?

He simply hadn't expected that Nan Gong Yu would no longer give him face because of Leng Bai Wei.

"Sorry, Miss Song," Leng Jian Yue said to Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan said nothing, only looked at him indifferently.

Nan Gong Yu spoke again, "A grown man using a woman's reputation as a talking point. I'm curious, how did you ascend to the position of Leng Family's authority—because you're the only son in your family?"

This remark was fully sarcastic; could Leng Jian Yue not hear it?

However, Leng Jian Yue said nothing.

Plainly put, he didn't dare to retort.

"Changfeng," Nan Gong Yu added.

Meng Zhangfeng stepped forward, "Yes, Lord Nan."

After speaking, he looked at Leng Jian Yue, walked up to him, "General Leng, delete the recording."

It was a direct order.

Leng Jian Yue pressed his tongue against his rear molar, bit his lip, and nodded.

Although one could see a hint of resentment, so what?

He still had to obediently delete it, not daring to utter a single word of idle talk.

Leng Jian Yue opened his phone, deleted the recording, and lifted it for Meng Zhangfeng to see.

Meng Zhangfeng stepped back to the side.

At this moment, the ever‑silent Song Huan Yan finally spoke, her voice cool and calm, "Is having aborted a child some ten‑evil unforgivable crime?"

Leng Jian Yue was startled, frowned, "What did you say?"

Nan Gong Yu also turned his gaze toward Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan looked at Leng Jian Yue, "A woman who has aborted a child is considered unclean, not maintaining personal purity? Does General Leng still live in ancient times? Her feet aren't wrapped, but her mind is. Can a woman become pregnant? It's a matter between two people, why does it always become a woman's issue?"

Leng Jian Yue pressed his lips, "So… Miss Song means that, regardless, it's the man's fault?"

Song Huan Yan said, "I didn't say that. It's just, General Leng, I didn't choose you in the match simply because our views differ. And the premarital sexual activity you mentioned, abortion, even if true, so what?!"

Finally, Song Huan Yan raised her voice, shifting from cold to aggressively confronting, and looked at him, "I ask you, so what??! What does it represent? What does it decide? Does it decide a woman's worth? Chastity? Modesty? Mr. Leng, do you look down on women like that?!"

Leng Jian Yue was unable to answer her question.

Song Huan Yan added, "I've been in love with Qin Zi Mo for several years; even if that were so, so what? Must I be unable to see people for the rest of my life and have to be considered inferior?!"

Leng Jian Yue's chest rose and fell, clearly angry, but he could not refute.

In the end he could only say, "I'm not entirely meaning that either."

Song Huan Yan said, "And this has nothing to do with you at all."

Leng Jian Yue was completely defeated, could only nod, "Fine."

Originally, that should have been the end.

But Leng Jian Yue had no intention of leaving; instead he looked at Nan Gong Yu and said, "She has already agreed. You still…"

He didn't finish the sentence, leaving it to Nan Gong Yu.

Nan Gong Yu listened but said nothing.

Song Huan Yan didn't mind any longer.

Anyway, as she had said before, if there's any dissatisfaction, return it at any time.

If you can flash a marriage, you can also flash a divorce.

Life has no insurmountable hurdles.

It's just the matter of men and women; what's the big deal?

At this moment Nan Gong Yu looked at her and asked, "Huan Yan, do you have anything to explain?"

Hearing that, Song Huan Yan remained unflustered, her expression cold, spine straight as a proud snow‑white plum, and replied with just two words, "No."

Since Leng Jian Yue had caused such a scene, even though Nan Gong Yu was on her side, protecting her dignity.

But perhaps he also had other thoughts in his heart; he couldn't interfere with her, nor control her.

They have no feelings; the marriage was just flashed today.

With such a huge pot pressing down, it's normal for others to have thoughts.

But she doesn't want to explain a single word, because it's unnecessary.

She says, even if there is, even if it's all true, so what?

In a person's whole life, with ups and downs, stumbling and crashing, can a single mistake, a single blemish make one stop living?

Ridiculous.

Moreover, what Qin Zi Mo and Qiao An said was a lie; if she could have reached that step with him, it would have collapsed on its own.

If he, because she doesn't explain, because of what Leng Jian Yue said, later distances himself and looks down on her, then perhaps he isn't someone she could entrust for life.

Seeing her so coldly stubborn yet neither servile nor arrogant, Nan Gong Yu fixed his gaze on her face, and after two seconds said, "Fine."

He said nothing thereafter.

Song Huan Yan said, "Lord Yu, I'll go home first."

Nan Gong Yu nodded, "I'll see you off."

Song Huan Yan fell silent for a moment, "No, it's not needed. Don't waste your precious time."

Nan Gong Yu didn't press, simply said, "Fine."

Song Huan Yan nodded at him.

She thought Nan Gong Yu was truly great; someone so lofty, even Leng Jian Yue was very wary of him.

Yet he gave her full face and respect, and didn't force anything on her.

Song Huan Yan looked at him for two more seconds, pursed her lips, and turned to leave.

But unexpectedly, after taking a step, Nan Gong Yu suddenly called her, "Huan Yan."