Does An Sze-tse think she will end up with Ouyang Zhou-jing?

Upon closer reflection, it seems that not only An Sze-ze, but many people assume that she will choose Ouyang Zhou-jing.

Song Nuan still doesn't understand why they think that way. She believes that her distance from Ouyang Zhoujing has always been appropriate and has not crossed any lines. If her little contact with Ouyang Zhoujing can be considered as feelings, then what about her relationship with Li Jingchen?

Besides, Song Nuan never felt that Ouyang Zhoujing liked her that much.

What others say and what she feels are completely different.

When you like someone, you'll give yourself away.

Ouyang Zhoujing could only be described as having a good impression of her; as for liking her, Song Nuan, the person involved, certainly didn't feel anything.

She still retorted, "If I marry Li Jingchen, does that mean I won't have to be subservient in the Li family anymore?"

"Of course not."

An Szeze practically patted his chest as he spoke, saying that if Song Nuan didn't know him somewhat, she would have suspected that he and Li Jingchen had some shady relationship.

She smiled and shook her head, not taking his words to heart.

In Song Nuan's eyes, what he said was just comforting words, without any practical meaning and completely irrelevant to the reality.

"You have to trust Lao Li."

Song Nuan couldn't help but laugh and jokingly asked, "If he really has power in the Li family, why is his marriage to Zhong Qingya still delayed?"

An Sze: "..."

Looking at his expression, Song Nuan's last glimmer of hope vanished instantly, replaced by a deeper sense of powerlessness in the face of a powerful family.

“Give him some time,” An Sze said.

He grinned, looking relaxed, "The Zhong family is such a large family, Old Li can't just back down like that."

Song Nuan chuckled, "The wedding is next month, how much more time does he need?"

An Sze-tse frowned. The wedding date? How come he didn't know?

He was about to say something when someone suddenly patted him heavily on the shoulder. "Young Master An, what are you doing here?"

It was a woman who came.

Song Nuan turned around upon hearing the sound and met her gaze. She didn't react much, tacitly assuming that the woman was one of An Szeze's admirers. Isn't this the standard for a playboy? He can have women recognize him wherever he goes.

The woman's reaction was even stronger. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes, as if she was amazed by Song Nuan's flawless face, but it only lasted a few seconds before turning into jealousy and hatred.

"Who is she?" the woman asked sharply.

Song Nuan knew she had misunderstood, so she patiently explained, "Don't misunderstand, we're just friends."

An Sze nodded vigorously and reached out to hug her, "That's right, baby, don't misunderstand, Nuan Nuan and I are innocent."

"..."

Song Nuan gave him a speechless look.

The woman immediately exploded, "An Sze, you called me so intimately, and you still lied to me, saying we're just ordinary friends?!"

"I just said it offhand..."

He suddenly realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly shut up. Just then, the background music in the bar finished playing a song and went completely silent as the song was switched off, so the woman heard every word he had said.

She grinned angrily, "Just like that? Looks like you call me that a lot, huh? It's gotten so ingrained!"

"No, I really didn't." An Sze was so anxious he was almost crying.

Song Nuan rarely saw him like this. Perhaps it was because she had recently suffered a setback in her own love life. Song Nuan's saintly heart suddenly kicked in, and she kindly tried to smooth things over for him: "My name is Nuan Nuan, a reduplicated character."

The woman sneered, "Really? Let me see your ID."

Song Nuan: "..."

An Sze: "..."

The two glanced at each other; Song Nuan's eyes showed helplessness, while An Sze's eyes held even more despair.

But the woman only saw their deep, loving gaze.

The woman angrily slammed her bag down on An Sze, the thud so loud that even Song Nuan heard it, which showed just how much force she used.

She gave An Sze a sympathetic look.

An Szeze had no time to pay attention to her; the woman had already run out. He chased after her for a few steps before remembering Song Nuan, and turned back, looking apologetic, "Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry, tonight..."

"Go and comfort them quickly."

An Sze looked at her gratefully, put his hands together in front of his forehead, and bowed to her in the air.

Drinking alone is no fun.

She glanced at the time; it was still early, and even the bar was nearly empty. Otherwise, she could have found a few passersby to drink with.

After thinking for a moment, Song Nuan called Ouyang Zhoujing.

He answered almost instantly. The background noise was a bit loud; he seemed to be outside. "Song Nuan?"

Are you free now?

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing much. I'm at a bar in the commercial center. I was just wondering if you had time to come over," she said.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end. "Are you alone?"

Song Nuan hummed in agreement.

Ouyang Zhoujing sighed, "Wait a moment, send me your location, and I'll come find you."

She said okay, hung up the call, and sent him her location on WeChat.

Just after hanging up, Song Nuan suddenly felt compelled to go to the Li family to see Li Jingchen. He said he might be working all night and wondered if he had eaten properly.

The alcohol was taking effect, and Song Nuan was already feeling dizzy. When she suddenly stood up, the dizziness intensified.

She had no choice but to hold onto the chair and sit back down.

Thinking she would rest for a while before leaving, more than ten minutes passed without her realizing it. If Ouyang Zhoujing hadn't called her, she would have almost fallen asleep on the table.

"You're here?" Song Nuan grinned at him.

Ouyang Zhoujing looked travel-worn, his hair disheveled, and his clothes wrinkled. Song Nuan didn't notice, but she felt that he looked a little different today.

Alcohol often makes people say and do things that are a bit out of line.

Holding his shoulder, Song Nuan said earnestly, "Ouyang Zhoujing, everyone thinks I will be with you, but you also know very well that the Song family and the Ouyang family are not a good match in terms of family background, right?"

Why are you bringing this up?

Song Nuan shook her head. "I don't know either."

She rested her chin on her hand, looking puzzled. "Why does everyone think there's something between you and me? Is it because Li Jingchen and I are really not a good match? You're from one of the four great families, so why is everyone the only one who doesn't approve of me and Li Jingchen..."

She murmured these words.

Ouyang Zhoujing sat down next to her. "Song Nuan, have you ever thought that A-Jing doesn't actually love you as much as you think?"

Song Nuan was stunned for a moment.

My muddled mind was forced to clear because of those words.

She forced a smile. "How could that be? Zhou Jing, don't try to sow discord."

Ouyang Zhoujing turned her body around, forcing her to look into his eyes, giving her no chance to escape.

“Song Nuan, my project has been sabotaged. I found out it was the Zhong family’s doing, and the Li family was also involved. What do you think Li Jingchen’s intentions are?”

He angrily called out Li Jingchen's name, trying to wake Song Nuan, "Zhong Qingya drugged me, so I retaliated in kind. I can understand the Zhong family's retaliation, but what about Li Jingchen? What was his motive?"

Song Nuan was stunned.

She felt she needed to drink a few more bottles of wine.