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After Father Gu returned, Jia Xinrou and Gu Ruozhu immediately surrounded him, asking how things had gone.

Father Gu’s face turned pale, and he stammered, unable to speak.

Seeing this, Jia Xinrou grew impatient. She grabbed Gu Youde by the arm and demanded loudly, "Did you say it or not? Did you ask Gu Nanyan to help Ruozhu?"

Gu Youde shook his head.

"You didn’t say it?" Jia Xinrou couldn’t believe it, her eyes widening in shock. "Then what did you say? Was this trip for nothing?"

Gu Youde glanced at her nervously before admitting in a guilty tone, "I said I’d give her a hundred million as a dowry."

Jia Xinrou nearly spat out blood.

This useless man had not only failed at his task but had also thrown away a hundred million.

A hundred million! The entire Gu family’s assets only amounted to a few hundred million.

Jia Xinrou was so furious she could barely control herself. She exploded, "You good-for-nothing! You can’t even handle such a simple task—what’s the point of you?

Idiot, idiot, idiot!!!"

Gu Youde, after all, was still the chairman of the company. Being berated like this in front of others was humiliating. He roared back, "How dare you yell at me? Do you even know how terrifying Gu Nanyan is?

If you want her to help Ruozhu, go yourself! I’m not going back!"

Gu Youde shrank back, recalling how his visit to The Zhan Family Courtyard had nearly scared him to death.

Jia Xinrou, this wretched woman, had no idea what she was talking about.

The Gu Nanyan of today was nothing like the Gu Nanyan of the past.

She had snapped a gun in half with her bare hands and crushed it underfoot like it was nothing.

It was absolutely terrifying!

At ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​‍the time, his heart had been pounding so hard he didn’t dare bring up the matter of helping Gu Ruozhu.

And giving Gu Nanyan a hundred million as a dowry? He hadn’t wanted to do that either!

Gu Youde felt utterly wronged. Where would the family even get that kind of money? The projects from the Zhan family, if executed perfectly, would only bring in twenty or thirty million in profit—and that was after he worked himself to the bone.

Gu Youde couldn’t shake the feeling that he was just working for Gu Nanyan now. The thought made him miserable.

Meanwhile, at The Zhan Family Courtyard, Gu Nanyan was reviewing documents brought to her by Zhan Yiran—documents about the original host’s mother.

When Gu Nanyan had first transmigrated, she still retained some of the original host’s memories. But as time passed, many of those memories had faded.

The original host’s recollections were slowly disappearing, while the memories of her past life as the Zhenguo Grand Princess grew clearer.

If not for the fact that this body was a few years younger than her original one, she might have thought she had physically traveled through time.

The story of the original host’s mother, Cao Qiumin, was an unmitigated tragedy.

Cao Qiumin came from a wealthy family. Though her mother had passed away early, her father doted on her, never letting her suffer the slightest hardship.

This upbringing shaped her into a kind and naive person.

In university, she met her roommate, Jia Xinrou.

Cao Qiumin, with her gentle nature, saw that her friend Jia Xinrou came from a poor family and often helped her out. She not only covered Jia Xinrou’s tuition and textbooks but also bought her gifts whenever she shopped for herself.

Food, clothes, daily necessities—she took care of everything.

Cao Qiumin believed she was simply helping a good friend. But to Jia Xinrou, it felt like flaunting wealth. Jealousy festered in her heart.

Then, one day, a wicked idea took root.

Jia Xinrou introduced Cao Qiumin to her childhood sweetheart, Gu Youde, and went out of her way to push the two together.

After graduation, Cao Qiumin married Gu Youde, while Jia Xinrou also joined the Gu family business.

Taking advantage of Cao Grandfather’s illness, the two conspired to deceive Cao Qiumin, secretly transferring the Cao family’s wealth.

The moment Cao Grandfather passed away, they kicked Cao Qiumin out of the house.

It was only then that the poor woman realized the true nature of her husband and her best friend.

But it was too late. Her father was dead, and the family fortune had been stolen.

Cao Qiumin was too soft-hearted—she couldn’t even think of revenge, let alone survive on her own.

She took her daughter back to their rural hometown, finding work as a teacher in a small town to support them.

But her health was poor, and her heart was heavy with sorrow. Before long, she passed away, leaving her daughter, little Nanyan, to struggle alone in the world.

Because the original host had suffered so much, because she hated her father and the other woman so deeply, she had become desperate—resorting to any means to gain fame quickly.

She needed popularity, money, revenge. She wanted Gu Youde and Jia Xinrou to pay!

Zhan Yiran, standing beside Gu Nanyan, read through the documents again and cursed angrily, "They’re so evil. That scumbag and that bitch deserve to rot."

Gu Nanyan closed the file, her expression calm, her tone even—unlike Zhan Yiran’s fiery indignation. "But Mother was also too trusting. If she had been smarter, more cautious, she wouldn’t have ended up like this."

Zhan Yiran nodded, agreeing with her elder sister-in-law. She resolved to keep her eyes open from now on, never to be fooled by scum.

Her elder sister-in-law was truly impressive, cutting straight to the heart of the matter. She wanted to learn from her, to become as sharp and capable.

Just as Zhan Yiran was about to ask Gu Nanyan how to judge people, the latter’s tone suddenly turned icy.

"That said, it doesn’t mean the wicked can do as they please!"

Kindness and innocence were not flaws—they were virtues.

As the Zhenguo Grand Princess, Gu Nanyan cherished the simple, honest folk.

She loved the people who waved farewell to the troops as they marched to war.

She loved the people who walked miles out of the city to welcome them home, tossing their most precious fruits in celebration.

She loved the people who toiled diligently in the fields.

She would give everything to protect their sincerity, to ensure they never went hungry or lost their families.

Gu Nanyan spoke slowly, each word deliberate. "A truly strong person, upon seeing kindness and vulnerability, thinks first of protection. Only the vile and wicked seek to exploit goodness, to deceive and plunder.

The wicked deserve death."

Zhan Yiran froze, her heart trembling violently before a sudden clarity lit her eyes.

It was as if she had finally understood everything in an instant.

Back when she was a reckless girl, chasing after Leng Zihao, everyone had looked down on her. They called her shameless, foolish, even said she deserved her misery.

Only her elder sister-in-law had cared for her, pulled her out of the mud.

At the time, she hadn’t fully grasped it. But now, she saw the depth of her elder sister-in-law’s compassion.

Yes, she had been weak, stupid, despised. But were those who pointed fingers at her, who criticized her every flaw, any nobler?

They were nothing but refined egoists.

Unable to help her, they instead tore her down, making sure others believed she had brought her suffering upon herself.

Zhan Yiran crouched on the ground, covering her face as she sobbed.

"Elder Sister-in-law," she asked, voice trembling, "is kindness and weakness really not a fault?"

Gu Nanyan’s voice was firm. "Kindness is not a fault. Weakness may not be ideal, but it is never an excuse for the wicked to bully others!

When Mother helped Jia Xinrou, perhaps she wasn’t careful enough, perhaps she wasn’t perfect. But she was not wrong—and that is no justification for Jia Xinrou’s betrayal."

People are always like this—harsh beyond measure to the kind, yet endlessly forgiving to the wicked, even delving into their childhoods to justify their misdeeds.

To hell with that! Evil is evil. All that nonsense about "dropping the knife and becoming a Buddha" or "evil having its own reasons"—utter bullshit!"

This was the first time Gu Nanyan had ever sworn, yet her words rang with unshakable conviction.