Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1186

Chapter 1186: Calming Presence

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Shen had gone ahead to handle the boarding procedures, and by the time everything was finally sorted, it felt like forever.

The plane they were taking turned out to be a small aircraft with just over forty seats. Despite its size, Gu Zi was quietly pleased—it was exactly the sort of plane she preferred.

Small planes, while more exclusive, were surprisingly comfortable, less turbulent, and, most importantly to her delicate pregnant state, free from the stuffy, metallic odor that often clung to the larger aircraft. All in all, this was a very considerate option.

They soon found their seats and settled in. In this era, flying was still a rarity reserved for society’s upper crust, the sort of people who wouldn’t blink twice at casually requesting a flight.

Before long, the stewardess began making the rounds, distributing not just the usual drinks and peanuts but an entire collection of treats—chocolates, biscuits, candy, and even an array of limited-edition aviation-themed souvenirs. The air was filled with a genteel excitement that reminded one more of a private club than an airplane cabin.

Gu Zi couldn’t help smiling. It felt oddly festive. The stewardess handed her and Su Shen each a toy, a collectible meant for keepsake. But when Gu Zi took a moment to think of her children—three at home and one still curled safely in her belly—she gathered her courage and asked the stewardess, just a touch bashfully, "Could I trouble you for two more? I have... well, four little ones."

The stewardess laughed warmly, entirely understanding, and handed her two more toys with a generous smile.

With all four cradled in her hands, Gu Zi murmured with a soft satisfaction, "Perfect. One for each of the kids. No fighting."

Su Shen, watching her beam with such genuine contentment, finally relaxed. He’d half expected her to be nervous on the flight, but clearly, she’d found her stride. Not scared at all—just happy.

Once the plane ascended and leveled into a smooth cruise, sleep crept up on Gu Zi like a warm tide. Leaning against Su Shen, she drifted off quickly, completely unaware that her short nap would last a full three hours.

When Su Shen gently nudged her awake, she blinked, disoriented. "Is it time to eat?"

He chuckled, reaching over to tap the tip of her nose. "We’ve landed. Welcome to Guangcheng."

But then An Yun seemed to remember the obvious—her daughter was heavily pregnant. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her throat tightening as she said, "Oh, my dear girl... I’ve missed you so much. And now, because of us, you’re here in this condition, running around with that belly. We’re just... so useless."

Guilt lay thick in her voice, and Gu Zi felt it instantly.

She smiled and held her mother’s hand tightly. "Oh, come on, how could this possibly be your fault? Didn’t you always say I was your lucky star? Now that I’m here, everything’s going to be fine. Let’s start by telling me what’s going on at home."

An Yun allowed herself to be guided back onto the bed while Gu Zi sat beside her. Slowly, carefully, An Yun began to explain. "Your sister-in-law and Aunt Yang are still being held at the detention center. Yang Zhen went to visit them yesterday, but the center wouldn’t allow any contact. Your brother just got out of the hospital recently—he should be resting, but he can’t sit still. He’s been limping between the hospital and the center every day on his crutches. Just now, Jin Long came by, and the two of them went out together. Your father’s leg is better now, so he’s been taking care of me these past few days. But Gu Zi... can we save your sister-in-law?"

It was just as An Yun had always believed—Gu Zi really was the family’s little star. An Yun, who had been overwhelmed with anxiety moments ago, seemed calmer now. Seeing her daughter had breathed new hope into her weary soul.

Gu Zi listened, her brows furrowing. "Since I’m here, we have to fix this. But first, I need to understand what exactly happened that day. I can’t help unless I know where to start. Mom, try to remember everything clearly. Take your time—don’t rush."

The events had unfolded so quickly that An Yun still felt as though her mind was wrapped in fog. But hearing her daughter’s calm, steady voice gave her something to hold on to. She nodded and began to recall everything, piece by piece, ready to give her daughter the answers she needed.