Chapter 2265 - 16: Qin Jin, the Last Chance (Part 3)

This little one’s appearance is truly pretty, perfectly inheriting the good genes of her parents, with a temperament like Mu Wan’s gentle grace — in short, she’s just obedient.

"Hehe..."

Qin Jiuxi obediently avoided answering the question, and after some thought, decided to speak truthfully.

"Jiujiu is worried that telling the truth will hurt Great-grandpa’s feelings."

Qin Jiuxi responded earnestly, causing everyone to chuckle lightly.

Father Qin and Mother Qin couldn’t love her more; this precious granddaughter is like the Qin Family’s darling, the perfect gift from God to the Qin Family.

Old Master Qin really has no temper left... This child, speaking like this, has already indirectly given the answer.

Old Master Qin thoughtfully peeled a kumquat at the side and handed it to Qin Jiuxi.

"Alright, alright, if Jiujiu doesn’t want to say it, then forget it."

"Hehe."

"Qin Song, for Jiujiu’s sake, I’ll spare your miserable life..."

Qin Song: "..."

The things he says.

Qin Song felt wronged.

Doesn’t this count as Old Master indirectly insulting him?

This Old Master must be a fake Great-grandpa...

He must be...

The real one wouldn’t be like this.

...

Gu Xiran stayed at the Qin Family for lunch. Gu Mochen and Jian Ran, worried about the little girl’s situation, also came over.

Afraid that something might have happened to the little girl due to the rumors at the hospital...

Seeing that the little girl was safe and sound at the Qin Family, they were relieved.

After understanding the ins and outs of what happened yesterday, Jian Ran thanked Qin Song, knowing that this mischievous child was actually very good to Gu Xiran.

He has a personality very much like Qin Mu’s...

...

After lunch, Gu Xiran saw on the news that Qin Jin had arranged for a spokesperson of the Qin Family to make a statement. The camera captured the man sitting below the stage, his expression indifferent, but his aura was enough to intimidate everyone.

Gu Xiran tugged at the corner of her mouth, reluctantly tearing her gaze away from the man on stage, and then followed Gu Mochen and Jian Ran back to the Gu Family.

On the way back to the Gu Family, Sister Ping sat in the passenger seat and, after finishing a phone call, said: "Madam, Sir, Tang Bao, we just found out... a payment was made to the de-registered magazine’s corporate account from Song Le’s mother."

Gu Xiran: "..."

It was indeed her.

Jian Ran narrowed her exquisite eyes at this statement, her face devoid of extra expression, as if she wasn’t surprised.

"Sister Ping, handle this... just teach her a lesson.",

"Okay, Madam."

Gu Xiran didn’t ask Jian Ran what the lesson would be, only knew that when she was little, other female artists bullied her, those people ended up being ignored, and eventually faded out of everyone’s sight.

As for Song Le... over the years, as long as Song Le didn’t go too far, Jian Ran and Gu Mochen wouldn’t deliberately take action, all out of gratitude for Song Le’s past help.

But if it’s time and again...

It might not be so simple anymore.

Gu Xiran thought for a moment, then spoke up voluntarily: "Mommy, I’m an adult now, can I handle this myself this time?"

Hearing this, Jian Ran and the driving Gu Mochen exchanged a glance. They realized that in taking care of Gu Xiran, they had gotten used to it, only now suddenly noticing that the once little girl had grown up, now a confident adult.

With Gu Mochen’s approving glance, Jian Ran raised her hand to tuck Gu Xiran’s fringe behind her ear.

"Of course you can, but the premise is, don’t be soft-hearted... If you’re soft-hearted towards the enemy, it’s like stabbing yourself in the back again. Although Mommy often taught you to be kind to others, it’s always based on the assumption that the other party treats you kindly. Understand?"

"I understand, Mommy. Uh... don’t worry about me, I’m all grown up."

"Mm."

Gu Xiran snuggled into Jian Ran’s embrace, thinking about Qin Song’s health, couldn’t help but speak: "Daddy, I want you and Uncle Huo to arrange a health check-up for Qin Song. I’ll drag him there. I feel like something might be wrong with him since he came back this time."

With Gu Xiran’s reminder, Jian Ran also felt somewhat empathetic.

"Mm, he does look a bit off... Mochen, arrange it with Huo Zun later."

"Alright."

Gu Mochen nodded while driving.

...

After returning to the Gu Family, Gu Xiran directly asked Sister Ping to come to her bedroom, and Sister Ping also put tomorrow’s script for Palace Schemes on the desk.

"Tang Bao, how do you plan to handle Song Le? You can’t be too soft-hearted."

"Don’t worry, Sister Ping, I’m not that much of a pushover."

Gu Xiran smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of sharpness.

"Sister Ping, I want to ask you for a favor?"

"What is it?"

Sister Ping looked at the little shrewdness in Gu Xiran’s eyes. Actually, if Gu Xiran intends to play dumb to catch the tiger, Song Le is really no match for Gu Xiran.

Looks like Gu Xiran is well-prepared.

"Pass this information to Qin Jin... don’t deliberately give it, just casually let it slip. Sister Ping, I know you can do it."

After years in the entertainment industry, though she wasn’t an actress, she was a good manager and had seen such things many times.

"Tang Bao, you’re doing this to..."

"To test his heart. If he loves me, he’ll naturally help me solve it. If not... he’ll ignore it or pretend nothing happened and cover for Song Le."

Got it.

Sister Ping’s eyes lit up, as she saw Gu Xiran’s lips curve into a subtle smile as she spoke softly.

"Sometimes, always going head-to-head with him, there seems to be no chance to really understand what he’s thinking. This is an opportunity... If he’s lenient with those who harm me, I think... there’s no point in continuing the relationship for so many years."

At this point, Gu Xiran felt a bit sour inside.

"Sister Ping, am I being spineless, giving Qin Jin chance after chance... Sigh, it’s not really for him, but to give myself a chance to lose hope... because I can’t bear to let him go... 14 years... I’ve liked him for 14 years."

Sister Ping watched as Gu Xiran leaned against her shoulder, expressing her feelings, and couldn’t help but purse her lips: "Yes..."

"In short, it’s the last chance... Sister Ping, hold me accountable."

"Alright."