Unfortunately, she was playing on her phone, otherwise she could have easily gotten away with it by saying her phone was out of battery.

Ouyang Chengyi is Ouyang Zhoujing's younger sister. To be honest, she would rather be associated with Li Jingchen than have contact with Ouyang Zhoujing repeatedly.

Ouyang Chengyi looks like a woman who was spoiled growing up.

As far as she knew, Ouyang Zhoujing doted on his younger sister, and Ouyang Chengyi was also very dependent on him.

Ouyang Chengyi has already misunderstood her as An Sze's girlfriend and doesn't like her anymore. If her possessiveness explodes and she feels that she stole her brother, then she's doomed.

"Don't you want to add me?" he asked with a smile. "My arm is getting tired from holding it up."

"No."

Song Nuan chuckled twice and obediently added him on WeChat.

After Ouyang Zhoujing passed the verification, he glanced at her, his lips curving into a deeper smile, mysterious and enigmatic.

He casually placed his phone on the table without locking the screen.

After changing his name in the contact, Song Nuan was about to put her phone away when the man joked, "Your memory doesn't seem to be very good. You should send me your shipping address."

Song Nuan's lips twitched, "Young Master Ouyang..."

"Just call me Zhou Jing."

She pursed her lips, speechless inside, but still smiled. "No need to spend money. I have a lot of jewelry at home, but I rarely wear it. It just gathers dust at home."

This was a very clear rejection.

Even if you give it to me, I won't wear it; there's absolutely no need to give it to me.

Ouyang Zhoujing automatically ignored what followed, saying, "It's no trouble at all, this little bit of money is nothing."

A complete defeat.

Song Nuan reluctantly sent the address.

She glanced at the logo on the corner of the table, silently memorized the name of the store, and vowed never to come back again, lest she run into Ouyang Zhoujing again.

When I looked away, my gaze swept over Ouyang Zhoujing's lit phone screen and inevitably caught a glimpse of his wallpaper.

With a quick glance, Song Nuan frowned.

Before Ouyang Zhoujing could take a closer look, he had already picked up his phone.

Noticing her gaze, he turned his head and asked carefully, "What's wrong with my phone?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the person in your wallpaper looks familiar."

"Yeah?"

He smiled faintly, a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You actually know Ah Jing?"

Song Nuan asked in confusion, "Who?"

"Li Jingchen".

The air was silent for two seconds, and it took Song Nuan several seconds to come to her senses. Surprised, she suddenly raised her voice, "Who did you say!"

Ouyang Zhoujing looked puzzled. "Li Jingchen from the Li family, don't you know him? He's my phone wallpaper. You said he looks familiar, I thought you knew him too. After all, he's close to Si Ze, so it's normal for you to know him."

Song Nuan stared blankly as his lips opened and closed.

I recognize all the characters, but when they're put together, it's like I can't understand what they mean.

Are An Sze-tse and Li Jing-chen on good terms?

If Lu Ziyang is Li Jingchen, then all those things that happened... were done by him using An Sze's name?

So, Lu Ziyang has been lying to her all along?

Song Nuan felt her brain suddenly overloaded with information and couldn't keep up.

She looked at Ouyang Zhoujing, still a little dazed, and asked, "Can I see your screen wallpaper again?"

"sure."

He generously handed her his phone.

The photo was a profile shot, and the same person was An Sze, Ouyang Zhoujing, and another handsome man she had never seen before, who was probably the heir of another of the four major families.

The shooting angle was very tricky, like the operator secretly filming when no one was looking.

Li Jingchen was far away, and even when Song Nuan zoomed in, she couldn't see his face clearly; she could only see the profile of the lower half of his face, which had distinct features.

They do look somewhat alike.

But based on this alone, Song Nuan couldn't determine that Li Jingchen was Lu Ziyang.

Her heart was pounding as she asked Ouyang Zhoujing, "Do you have any other photos of Li Jingchen?"

The man shook his head. "Jing doesn't like taking pictures. He's very concerned about his identity being revealed."

"Why?"

"Hmm?" He paused for a second as if he had heard a strange question, then replied with a smile, "With his status, if he showed up too often and people found out his whereabouts, many people would try to kill him unexpectedly."

Song Nuan was stunned.

Ouyang Zhoujing found her reaction somewhat amusing. "Actually, it's not just the Li family; all four major families are like this, so they basically can't live without bodyguards."

She asked instinctively, "You don't seem to have brought any bodyguards today?"

Moreover, it seemed that An Si-ze never brought bodyguards whenever she met him.

Ouyang Zhoujing quickly answered her question.

“Bodyguards won’t follow us everywhere, otherwise it would cause trouble when we travel. They’re more likely to blend into the crowd, like plainclothes police officers.”

"If it's too obvious, isn't that just telling the enemy directly that I'm a member of one of the four great families?"

Song Nuan forced a smile and gave an awkward laugh.

"Been taught a lesson."

As expected of one of the four great families, they have so many intricacies.

The waiter came over to serve the dishes. There weren't many dishes, just a few signature dishes, but they were beautifully presented and smelled delicious.

But Song Nuan just didn't have much of an appetite.

Ouyang Zhoujing glanced at her. The answer to what he wanted to verify was almost there, but he didn't mind asking a little more questions.

He slowly cut his steak. "Do you have any friends who look like Jing?"

Song Nuanxin absentmindedly hummed in agreement.

Do you have any photos?

"No." She lied without batting an eye. "It's probably just a resemblance. The president of the Li Group must be very busy. My friend is always wandering around."

"Is that so?" Ouyang Zhoujing chuckled.

Xu Yiran's call came just in time.

Song Nuan felt like she had been granted a pardon and answered the phone in front of him, "Yi Ran, are you off work? Okay, I'll come pick you up now."

Finally, she looked at Ouyang Zhoujing.

"Sorry, I have an appointment with a friend and I need to go pick her up now."

Ouyang Zhou nodded, not trying to persuade him to stay, and smiled charmingly, "Okay, be careful on the road."

Song Nuan ran away without looking back.

After going outside, I took a deep breath of air, and the blockage in my chest finally eased a bit.

In the bar, Ouyang Zhoujing asked the waiter to remove the unfinished food, lit a cigarette, opened Song Nuan's WeChat Moments, chuckled, and smiled charmingly yet dangerously.

He called Ouyang Chengyi.

"What do you want?" She's been under house arrest lately and is in a terrible mood.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and said calmly, "Pack your things tonight, and I'll buy you a plane ticket for tomorrow. You can go back to the US tomorrow."

Ouyang Chengyi over there immediately lost her temper.

"I don't want to! I can go wherever I want, what right do you have to interfere in my affairs?" She was almost in tears. "I've already done as you said, staying at home and not going anywhere, and you're going back on your word!"

Ouyang Zhoujing extinguished the cigarette.

His voice was icy cold. "Who gave you the right to use such insulting words to speak to Song Nuan?"

And it happened right in front of Li Jingchen.

He sent people to follow Song Nuan and orchestrated today's chance encounter in order to probe Li Jingchen's true attitude and bottom line regarding this matter, beneath his calm and collected facade.