Su Nanqing in the car saw clearly how anxiously Gu Yushen cared for Song Jiaqi.
She sneered coldly—this was Gu Yushen. Even if Song Jiaqi was vicious, he would still protect her like a treasure.
“Ahem!” A dignified, weathered voice came from beside her.
Su Nanqing felt a chill down her spine. She slowly turned her head to look at the elderly man beside her, and tears instantly burst forth like a broken dam.
“Grandpa,” Su Nanqing called out emotionally, never expecting her grandfather to come pick her up too.
Old Su—the grandfather who raised her and doted on her the most.
Old Su’s weathered face showed no expression, only anger.
Gu Yushen and the Song Family had angered his precious granddaughter like this—they deserved to die!
Old Su glared at her: “Stop crying, I’m not dead yet!”
But Su Nanqing smiled, thinking of how in her previous life, after she left, her grandfather was heartbroken and passed away a year later.
She was unfilial, truly unfilial!
“Wahh…” The more Su Nanqing thought about it, the sadder she became, until she finally broke down sobbing.
The handsome man driving tightly gripped the steering wheel, wishing he could slice that bastard Gu Yushen into a thousand pieces.
“Still crying?” Old Su was both angry and heartbroken, glaring at her with bristling beard and wide eyes.
Su Nanqing cried until she was gasping for breath, “Grandpa, big brother, I’m crying over my own foolishness!”
Big brother Su Xing, also raised by Grandpa, along with two other brothers—they had all grown up together.
Old Su swallowed back the scolding words on the tip of his tongue.
“Pfft…” Su Xing laughed in exasperation.
“Little girl, you’ve finally come to your senses.”
Su Nanqing’s sobs gradually subsided as she pulled out a tissue to blow her nose.
Old Su raised an eyebrow in disgust and closed his eyes, “Aren’t you disgusting? What kind of giant snot bubble is that, blowing so loudly?”
Embarrassed, Su Nanqing threw the tissue in the trash before sniffling and saying: “Grandpa… hic… I feel awful, hic… don’t dislike me, hic…”
“Shut up!” Old Su felt even more uncomfortable hearing this.
“Ok! I’ll shut up!” Su Nanqing really did shut up.
In this life, she would protect Grandpa and her brothers properly. In her previous life, Su Xing had been killed by assassins secretly hired by Song Jiaqi while avenging her. This time, she would change their fate.
She would tear off Song Jiaqi’s mask, then roam free across heaven and earth.
Su Xing looked at her lazily with his peach-blossom eyes, “Qingqing, do you want to go out and clear your mind?”
Su Nanqing: “Yes! I’m going to the tropical rainforest in West Country.”
Old Su nearly jumped up, staring at her with shrewd eyes: “Where did you say you’re going?”
His deafening voice startled both Su Nanqing and Su Xing.
Su Nanqing shrunk her neck back, cautiously explaining: “Grandpa, I’ve been resting for a few years. It’s time for me to go out and grow up a bit.”
Having been reborn, she wanted to live well this time—live for herself.
Old Su also thought she needed to train her brain and approved: “I’ll give you three months. If you die out there, I’ll act like I never raised you.”
Su Nanqing smiled confidently, a self-assured smile appearing on her fair, snow-white face.
“Grandpa, I’ll come back healthy to take care of you in your old age and see you off…” Su Nanqing caught herself just in time.
“Hehe…” she giggled foolishly.
Old Su glared at her. See me off?
Ungrateful girl, how dare you? Do you have the nerve to say that last word?
But he nodded with satisfaction: “Alright! A Xing, you take Qingqing there. Don’t let her come back until her head is clear.”
Su Xing lazily smiled, sent her grandfather home, and directly took Su Nanqing on a private jet to West Country.
Three months later.
International Airport!
Su Nanqing looked cool in a black bodysuit. After three months of training, her figure had become even more perfectly seductive, with an icy aura that kept strangers at bay.
Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, revealing a fair and delicate face. Her clear, sharp gaze radiated a cold brilliance.
People passing by her couldn’t help but show looks of admiration in their eyes.
She pushed her luggage and walked out.
Once outside the airport, she checked the time. Qingyue, who was supposed to pick her up, hadn’t arrived yet.
That little girl, didn’t she say she was already here?
She took a deep breath and looked at the familiar city—she had finally returned.
Suddenly, a familiar cold voice sounded beside her ear: “Su Nanqing, where have you been all this time?”