As she spoke, she handed over the tablet.
The further Gong Xiaojing read, the worse his expression became. Finally, he looked at Gong Xiangru with a serious expression and asked, "What's going on?"
She took the tablet with a puzzled look, her face turning pale instantly. Before she could even explain, the phones of the senior board members began to vibrate one after another.
The meeting room instantly felt like the dead of winter...
Gong Xiangru's hand was injured in an accident, damaging the nerves and making it impossible for her to do delicate things.
By then, she had already gained fame for her carving skills, and even her grandmother valued her more because of this, treating her like an elder.
So, later Nan Yuan approached her and found many excellent olive pit carving works for her...
At first, she blamed herself and couldn't eat or sleep. Later, after noticing the admiration and envy in the eyes of others, she gradually convinced herself.
Over the years, she has been working on rehabilitation for her injured hand, and her achievements in the World Literature and Art Association competition are the result of her genuine talent and learning.
She thought this past was well hidden, but just when she thought everything was perfect and would continue as before, someone suddenly exposed the illusion.
Gong Xiangru suddenly realized that her exposure might be because something had happened to Nan Yuan.
Gong Xiaojing was still staring at her intently, needing an explanation from her. Gong Xiangru closed her eyes and gave a bitter smile. With such detailed information, including even the diagnosis of her hand injury from back then, she couldn't explain it even if she had a hundred mouths.
He pushed through the crowd and ran out.
As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she attracted the attention of a group of employees in the lobby. Their eyes were no longer filled with admiration and praise as before; instead, they looked at her with suspicion and scrutiny.
Gong Xiangru took a deep breath, ran out of the building like a madwoman, hurriedly hailed a taxi, gave an address, and rushed to Nan Yuan's residence while making a phone call.
But the busy tone from the receiver made her heart sink, and a rare look of anxiety and panic flashed in her eyes.
Gong Ning was temporarily oblivious to all the turmoil happening outside, because she received a phone call from Country F.
Afterwards, Gong Ning and Yan Jingzhou went to Country F together.
The luxury and elegance of the palace were evident in every building. Nita came out to greet her, and the contempt and disdain in her eyes were gone. Instead, she greeted Gong Ning with a respectful smile, "Third Miss has arrived. His Majesty has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."
Queen Lancelot's face showed obvious signs of aging. She leaned weakly against her chair, her deep blue eyes filled with a misty haze, as if a silent sorrow had enveloped her.
Gong Ning was stunned by what she saw. She had seen the same look of disappointment and helplessness on Queen Lancelot's face and in her master's eyes countless times.
The Queen dismissed all irrelevant people, and for a time, only the grandmother and grandson remained in the vast palace.
Queen Lancelot patted the seat next to her and said gently and kindly, "Child, come and sit here, let your grandmother see you."
Gong Ning was stunned for a moment, her gaze lingering on her face for a few seconds, before obediently walking over.
The old woman's smile softened slightly. She grasped her hand, her wise eyes seeming to see through everything. "Child, can you tell me about your master's experiences in his time? Grandma really misses him, please? A-Yun..."
...
When Gong Ning came out again, Queen Lancelot had already fallen asleep with a smile on her lips.
Gong Ning handed the Yuanyu she had brought with her to An Li, saying, "Grandma is asleep, so don't disturb her for now. I have some things to do, so I'll head back to Luocheng for now."
On the way back, Gong Ning lay silently in Yan Jingzhou's arms, a hint of melancholy on her fair face. Seeing her sentimental expression, Yan Jingzhou gently pinched her nose. "Why are you unhappy after talking to the old lady? Hmm?"
Gong Ning, who had been holding back her feelings, suddenly had a way to express them. She suddenly hugged his waist tightly, "A-Zhou, I once went to a dynasty that never existed in history. In that ancient dynasty, there was my grandmother's lover from her youth. Due to the limitations of time and space, they had to separate, and the only thing that accompanied them was their longing across time..."
Yan Jingzhou stroked the top of her head, silently comforting her downcast mood, "I know!"
"Um?"
"I've been to that dynasty!"
Gong Ning suddenly looked up at him, her bright eyes widening. "You went there? When?"
He patted her back, signaling her not to rush, "Maybe it's in a dream. I've seen you in that dynasty created by dreams."
Gong Ning grabbed his hand and pressed him for details, but he shook his head and refused to say anything.
Gong Ning's initial sadness was dispelled by her curiosity. She pestered him to tell her what happened next, but the man pinched her face and pressed her down in the seat, unable to move.
The young girl bristled, her beautiful eyes blazing with anger. A hint of a smile flashed in the man's eyes as he gently placed a soothing kiss on her forehead.
The little girl blinked her eyes, and within seconds she couldn't help but laugh, her eyes crinkling into crescents.
**
Meanwhile, Gong Xiangru arrived at Nan Yuan's villa in a panic, only to find the door wide open and the inside extremely quiet, as if there wasn't a single person there.
Gong Xiangru's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously tiptoed upstairs.
All the doors were open, except for the study on the second floor. Gong Xiangru steadied herself and walked over quietly. The door wasn't completely closed, and the closer she got, the clearer the voices inside became.
She was startled. Why was Gong Qiaoyu's voice there?
At this moment, Gong Qiaoyu, his eyes bloodshot and his gaze sinister, stared at Nan Yuan, who was lying on the ground with his hands tied behind his back. He almost crushed the documents in his hand. Finally, as if he couldn't hold back any longer, he leaned forward and grabbed Nan Yuan's collar fiercely, his voice ruthless and cold. "Nan Yuan, are you treating our Gong family like fools?"
Nan Yuan's face was injured, but it did not diminish his ruthlessness at all. He smiled sinisterly, "Why push all the blame onto me? It's because your Gong family doesn't learn its lesson. You went through a major upheaval, but you still weren't fully prepared, and I took advantage of the situation. You're not wronged at all... cough cough!"
Gong Qiaoyu gritted his teeth, his tone vicious, "Nan Yuan, I'll make you know what the price will be for doing this!"
When it comes to ruthlessness, the Gong family has never been a pushover.
A fleeting stiffness crossed Nan Yuan's eyes. Gong Qiaoyu released him, and the hidden guards of the Gong clan dragged him out.
Gong Qiaoyu stood there, clenching and unclenching his fists, the crimson in his eyes growing ever more intense, until finally he began to tremble violently.
When Gong Qiaoyu opened the door and came out, Gong Xiangru hadn't had time to hide. She looked up and saw his cold gaze. She trembled, and in her panic, she subconsciously called out, "Brother..."
The tall man laughed, then suddenly grabbed her chin with great force, leaned down, and said in a mocking tone that was utterly cold, "Brother? Who's your brother?"
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