In the old Gu family mansion, Old Mrs. Gu sat in the living room, beaming as she held Gu Qichen and looked at a tablet.
On the tablet was the account of "Diligent Little禾".
"Our granddaughter-in-law is so beautiful, I didn't expect her makeup skills to be this good."
Old Mrs. Gu praised her with a mouth full of compliments.
Gu Qichen sat beside her, his tall frame and crossed long legs, his gaze coolly fixed on the person on the screen.
After divorcing him, this woman seemed to have let loose.
From someone who used to be scared by a loud voice, she now actually opened a video account online.
He watched the vibrant person in the video, baring white teeth in a smile, her eyes exquisitely beautiful.
Old Mrs. Gu clicked on the comments below the video. The venomous remarks from Weibo had not yet spread to this platform, and all the comments were full of praise for Qin He.
Old Mrs. Gu felt proud: "How lovely is my granddaughter-in-law? Everyone calls her a lady."
Lady?
A hint of mockery flashed in Gu Qichen's eyes. Seeing that delicate and beautiful face gave him a dull ache in his back.
Going to clubs to find male models, her movements swift, and she would play the victim to lower his guard and sneak attack him.
This woman was so cunning she was practically a spirit by now.
When Qin He entered the old mansion's living room, she heard Grandma Gu's laughter.
"He'er is here."
Qin He glanced at Gu Qichen behind Grandma Gu. The man was tall, and even in casual home clothes, he couldn't hide his refined and aloof aura.
A flicker of disdain crossed Qin He's face. She turned to Grandma Gu, smiling sweetly and adorably, "Grandma, did you miss me?"
Grandma Gu took one of Qin He's hands and pulled her to sit on the sofa.
"I did. It's been so long, and you haven't come to see me! Have you forgotten about Grandma?"
The old woman's feigned anger amused Qin He. She gently coaxed, "How could I? I think of Grandma every day. It's Qichen who wouldn't let me come to see you."
Gu Qichen, unfairly blamed, his expression turned a few degrees colder.
Qin He, confident that he hadn't dared to tell the old lady about the divorce, tried to sow more discord.
The more Old Mrs. Gu listened, the angrier she became. She turned and waved her hand as if to strike him, "You only know how to bully He'er! If you bully such a good wife away, I'll disown you from the Gu family!"
"I understand, Grandma." Gu Qichen's voice was gentle when speaking to the old lady.
He turned to look at Qin He. The usually cold and sharp-edged face suddenly broke into a smile, like the revival of all things, the first thaw of ice.
It was shockingly bewitching, his dark eyes like swirling vortexes, causing Qin He to pause for a moment.
Immediately after, a chill ran down her spine, making her uneasy.
After sitting and chatting with Grandma Gu for a while, there was movement at the door.
Qin He looked up and saw Madam Gu and Song Nuan entering together.
The two women seemed to have just returned from shopping, and the servants behind them carried large bags.
Madam Gu's brow immediately furrowed upon seeing Qin He, "What are you doing here?"
Qin He's gaze swept over them indifferently, and she didn't speak.
Old Mrs. Gu frowned, "What are you saying? This is He'er's home, why can't she be here?"
Madam Gu hesitated, but Song Nuan stepped forward, linking her arm and whispering something to her.
Madam Gu's expression softened slightly, "It's good that you are sensible."
Song Nuan smiled demurely and turned to greet Qin He, "Hello, Sister Qin."
Qin He didn't even spare her a glance, turning to Grandma Gu and asking, "Grandma, who is this?"
Old Mrs. Gu was unaware of the affair between Gu Qichen and Song Nuan. She smiled, "She's a friend of Qichen's."
"A friend—" Qin He repeated meaningfully, smiling at Song Nuan, "You don't look that young anymore. Do you have a boyfriend?"
Song Nuan's face dimmed, and she looked pleadingly at Gu Qichen.
The man frowned slightly, "Qin He, it's getting late. Let's go back."
They had left in the afternoon, and the sky was already darkening.
Old Mrs. Gu reluctantly saw Qin He to the door and watched the two of them get into the car.
As the car drove out of the old Gu family mansion, Qin He sat in the back seat, thinking with disgust how to get away from the scumbag Gu.
But the back seat was only so big, and the man's oppressive presence filled the entire car.
Not long after the car drove out, another BMW caught up.
Song Nuan got out of the car, her eyes teary, and stood outside the car, "Qichen—"
Her pitiful and sorrowful appearance made it seem as though she had suffered a great injustice.
Qin He narrowed her eyes.
Gu Qichen lowered the car window, "Why did you come out?"
"I have something I want to discuss with you." Song Nuan looked at Qin He inside the car. "It's on the way, so Qin sister shouldn't mind if we go together, right?"
Qin He sneered, "I mind. Your act is too much!"
"Sister Qin, do you have some misunderstanding about me?" Song Nuan appeared flustered and quickly tried to explain from outside the window.
"I really want to get along with you, after all, you are Qichen's ex-wife."
"Get along with me? Are you worthy?" Qin He glanced at Song Nuan and dropped a bombshell, "You must have spent quite a lot on hiring netizens, right?"
Song Nuan's face stiffened, "Sister Qin, what are you talking about? What netizens?"
On the way there, Qin He had already investigated the IP address of that "Muzi". Although it was well hidden, after layers of screening, she finally identified the person who posted the task.
It was Song Nuan's personal assistant.
Qin He sneered, "If you don't want anyone to know, you shouldn't have done it. I suggest you check Weibo now."
After finding the person, she had already posted a series of evidence and screenshots in the trending topic.
Song Nuan's face turned pale, and she looked at the man beside her, "Qichen—"
Gu Qichen got out of the car and said to Yu Jing, "Take her back to the Qin family."
Qin He turned her head and saw him taking Song Nuan to the roadside.
She couldn't hear what they were saying from a distance, only that Song Nuan was sobbing softly.
Qin He sneered.
"Drive."
...
The internet had already erupted in a storm of controversy.
The chat logs and various pieces of evidence Qin He posted on Weibo clearly indicated that someone had hired netizens to smear her.
At Madam Gu's birthday banquet before, some people in Qingcheng had met Miss Qin He of the Qin family. Immediately, an insider revealed the history of their feud.
The rising star Song Nuan was a mistress who interfered in someone else's marriage.
And "Diligent Little禾" who topped the trending list today was actually Miss Qin He of the Qin family.
The internet exploded. This was such a huge piece of gossip, and everyone detested mistresses.
—No wonder Song Nuan's resources have soared; she traded it by being someone's mistress!
—Director Li really has foresight. No wonder he replaced Song Nuan a while ago. It was probably because of this!
Song Nuan's fans jumped into the fray, defending their idol in various ways.
—That "Diligent Little禾" has no reputation at all; she's just bullying others with her influence!
—The Qin Group is powerful; this is capital oppressing our sister!
The internet was ablaze with arguments. When Qin He returned home, she took a look. Song Nuan's own Weibo was remarkably silent.
She went back to her bedroom, took a shower, and when she looked again, she found that the trending topic about this matter had suddenly been removed.
The heated discussion abruptly stopped.
Qin He narrowed her eyes and sneered.
Gu Qichen was indeed very attentive to this "little green tea."
She had no intention of wasting time on this scumbag couple. It was good that the trending topic was removed. If Qin Yun saw her involved in such matters, she would inevitably be scolded.