“Okay.” When it came to Zhong Qingya, Song Nuan was unusually good-tempered and didn’t argue or get angry with him.

But her compliance made Li Jingchen even more uneasy.

He held her tightly, so tightly he wanted to embed her into his body, afraid she would disappear. "Nuan Nuan, don't be like this. Tell me what's wrong, okay?"

Song Nuan chuckled, "I'm telling you this, aren't I?"

"You're not angry."

"Why are you angry?" After saying that, Song Nuan pretended to be genuine and said, "Okay, I am a little angry, but I can make peace with this emotion."

reconciliation?

Li Jingchen disliked those two words. Only when she no longer cared could she reconcile. What did she not care about? Was it Zhong Qingya, her relationship with him, or him?

"There's no need for reconciliation. I'll take care of everything that's upset you, one by one."

Song Nuan smiled and nodded.

Li Jingchen was somewhat displeased, "You don't believe me?"

"I believe you." As she said this, Song Nuan wanted to laugh at herself. Did she really believe it? She asked herself, but she couldn't find the answer.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Song Nuan fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't sleep well tonight, and kept having dreams. The dreams were fragmented, yet seemed to be connected. When she woke up in the morning, Song Nuan felt extremely tired.

Li Jingchen is no longer here.

Breakfast was still on the table, as usual, and it was what she liked to eat. For a moment, Song Nuan felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had returned to the time when he was still Lu Ziyang.

During the meal, Xu Yiran called and, noticing that she was chewing, asked in surprise, "Why are you eating?"

Song Nuan hummed in agreement, "Just woke up, time for breakfast."

"What!" Xu Yiran screamed, then suddenly lowered her voice, like a thief, "Weren't you going to get your marriage certificate with Li Jingchen? Why are you only waking up now?"

Song Nuan narrowed her eyes, "Who told you I was going to get a marriage certificate?"

We're doomed!

I blurted it out...

Xu Yiran slapped her forehead in annoyance, trying to figure out how to smooth things over. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "I was just guessing. What, did you really go and get your marriage certificate?"

Song Nuan really couldn't do anything about her stubbornness. Even after being caught red-handed, she still insisted on circling back to probe and wouldn't give up until she got an answer.

"No."

"Why?"

Song Nuan chewed her food and answered her after she finished, "There's no why. Fang Yu is right. You can be impulsive and marry anyone, but not Li Jingchen."

Xu Yiran stamped her foot in frustration, "Don't let Fang Yu's fallacies brainwash you."

"Yi Ran, I know you mean well, but I'm tired. Feelings may be pure, but when it comes to marriage and family interests, there are many things that Li Jingchen and I can't control."

She spoke calmly, as if she had a profound understanding of life.

Xu Yiran thought about it and felt something was wrong. "Nuan Nuan, did something happen again yesterday?"

"without."

No? Of course there is.

Xu Yiran wanted to ask more questions, but sensing that Song Nuan was not in a good state, she suppressed her curiosity.

Bringing up certain things repeatedly is like rubbing salt into a wound.

Xu Yiran didn't want to become a burden to Song Nuan, so after holding back for a while, she said, "Song Nuan, why don't you move back in? Or we can go abroad. I have a studio abroad, and we can partner up with Fang Yu and get away from all this messy stuff."

"Didn't you want to find your mother? I'll help you find her. We'll find her eventually. We don't rely on men."

"We won't accept this injustice."

Song Nuan smiled and said, "I will seriously consider it, at least until the Song family has stabilized."

Xu Yiran nodded, "Don't keep things to yourself. Fang Yu and I are here for you. If you're worried that I'll talk nonsense, just tell Fang Yu. Don't bear it all by yourself."

"good."

The woman on the other end of the phone yawned and said listlessly, "Okay, I'm going to work now."

She hummed in agreement and hung up the phone.

As Song Nuan ate her food, she suddenly noticed a salty taste. She froze, raised her hand to touch her cheek, and found her hand was wet.

She smiled, but her tears flowed even more profusely.

...

After discussing the project at Maple Leaf, Song Nuan received a call from Lin Xuan.

"Miss Song, Wanhua Garden has been cleaned up and the password has been changed back to the original. Are you moving back in tonight?"

When you don't care, you never notice the problems; when you do care, you find problems everywhere.

Song Nuan didn't want to be pretentious, but Lin Xuan knew about her relationship with Li Jingchen from beginning to end, and always called her Miss Song... Didn't that imply something all along?

"Is Li Jingchen moving back?"

“Wherever you go, Mr. Li will go,” Lin Xuan said. “If you come back, I will change Mr. Li’s schedule.”

"journey?"

Lin Xuan explained, "President Li is on a business trip to a neighboring province today and won't be back until tomorrow night."

He didn't even tell her.

Song Nuan pouted, somewhat displeased, but then she thought, what does this have to do with her? He's so busy every day, with a ton of schedules, he can't possibly tell her every little detail.

"I'll stay at the Garden Residence for now."

"Okay." Lin Xuan was just a ruthless working man, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this. It would save some trouble if Song Nuan didn't go back to Wanhua Garden, since Wanhua Garden had more than just Zhong Qingya as a source of trouble.

In her spare time, Song Nuan couldn't help but think about her relationship with Li Jingchen.

She's annoyed.

The feeling of being constantly swayed by emotions is unpleasant, and what's even more annoying is that Jiang Jieting is looking for her.

On her way back to the garden, she was intercepted by Jiang Jieting's car.

"Miss Song, shall we have a talk?"

Song Nuan didn't want to go. Whether it was the rumors or their two meetings, Jiang Jieting didn't give her a good impression. "Can I refuse?"

Jiang Jieting curled her red lips and said, "No."

"..."

The tea room was filled with the rich aroma of tea, which was very soothing. Song Nuan didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt much calmer.

Jiang Jieting took off her sunglasses. Although she dressed in a dignified and elegant style, her sharp beauty was still undeniable, no matter how she dressed or made up, and she was extremely aggressive.

"I've heard about what happened at Wanhua Garden," Jiang Jieting said first.

Song Nuan glanced at her, then remained silent, offering no reply.

"As you can see, big tricks won't work against Li Jingchen, but small tricks will."

Jiang Jieting smiled and said, "Although Zhong Qingya has temporarily moved away from Wanhua Garden, there will be many more such incidents in the future. This is just an appetizer. Don't think this is the end."

Song Nuan's face remained expressionless. "If Madam Li only sought me out to say these things, then let's not waste each other's time."

One, two, three, when will this end?

They weren't annoyed, but she was. They kept repeating the same things over and over. She knew there was a gap between her and the Li family, so she didn't need them all to come to her and remind her.

"Don't resist, I'm here to help you."

Song Nuan finally looked at her directly, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, "Madam Li really loves to joke."

Jiang Jieting knew she wouldn't believe it.

She said, "I have never supported Jingchen's marriage. What era are we living in? Why are we still playing the game of arranged marriages by elders? It is reasonable for Jingchen not to agree."