Qin Family Villa.

After the commotion, Song Ningxue was exhausted, so Qin Yuchuan decided to let her stay at the Qin family home. He instructed the housekeeper to prepare some daily necessities and send them up.

"There's still a lot of work to be done on the project, Xue'er. You should get some rest. Don't wait for me."

Song Ningxue nodded obediently and smiled sweetly, "Brother Chuan, you should take care of yourself."

Qin Yuchuan smiled upon hearing this, placed a kiss on her lips, and then left.

The housekeeper quickly brought the items.

Toiletries and pajamas are all provided.

Song Ningxue recognized the pajamas as Song Nuan's at a glance. She politely thanked her and threw the pajamas into the trash can as soon as the housekeeper left.

At that moment, Zhou Min called.

"Ningxue, how's it going on your end?"

Song Ningxue searched the room. "Song Nuan is gone. Tonight is an opportunity, but Brother Chuan went to the study. I don't know when he will leave."

"You need to hurry, that batch of goods can't wait much longer."

Song Ningxue could only agree.

After hanging up, she took out sleeping pills from her bag and went downstairs to the kitchen, where she unexpectedly ran into the housekeeper.

"Miss Song, are you hungry?" the butler asked.

“I was worried that Brother Chuan was working too late, so I thought I'd cook him some late-night snacks so he wouldn't get hungry in the middle of the night.”

Although the housekeeper disliked Song Ningxue from the bottom of her heart, she was a guest, and the Qin family had a house full of servants, so there was no reason for her to cook a late-night snack.

"Miss Song, please don't worry. If the young master needs anything, the kitchen will prepare a meal and send it up."

Song Ningxue was somewhat displeased upon hearing this, but she did not show it.

She went into the kitchen, ignoring the housekeeper's advice, and started preparing the ingredients.

The housekeeper had no choice but to watch from the sidelines.

Song Ningxue didn't chase anyone away. She cooked congee, which was ready quickly. While she sent the housekeeper away to get the tableware, she put half a sleeping pill into the congee.

She brought the porridge to the study and knocked on the door.

"What's up?"

"Brother Chuan, it's me," Song Ningxue replied. "I cooked you some porridge, may I come in?"

Qin Yuchuan raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples, closed the project proposal page, and said, "Come in."

Song Ningxue placed the porridge on the table.

Freshly cooked, still steaming, the aroma of rice wafted through the air.

Qin Yuchuan didn't have much of an appetite, but since Song Ningxue had made it herself, he symbolically scooped up a few mouthfuls and drank it.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" he asked.

“This is my sister’s house after all. I feel bad for letting her stay here.” Song Ningxue’s eyes were lowered, and her face showed a hint of worry. “What if she gets angry and does something to me…”

"She dares?"

Qin Yuchuan frowned and interrupted her. The fact that Qin Guangsheng had given the house to Song Nuan was still a worry for him.

The ancestral home where the Qin family rose to prominence was given to a woman from a different family.

It's laughable just thinking about it.

"This villa is only temporarily registered in her name; she will return it later." Qin Yuchuan's expression was cold. "At that time, you will be the mistress of this house."

Song Ningxue smiled happily.

Before long, Qin Yuchuan started to feel sleepy, and Song Ningxue immediately helped him back to his room to rest.

His breathing soon became steady.

Song Ningxue opened her eyes and whispered his name a few times in his ear. Only after confirming that Qin Yuchuan was really fast asleep did she get out of bed and grope her way into the study in the dark.

The computer screen is unlocked.

Song Ningxue quickly found the project file compressed package, opened it to confirm, and imported it into her phone.

The transfer was complete. Song Ningxue gripped her phone and grinned maliciously.

"Song Nuan, aren't you so smug? Let's see how long you can keep up your smugness."

After leaving the study, Song Ningxue returned to the bedroom and lay down next to Qin Yuchuan, but she didn't sleep. She found the factory's information in the compressed file, took screenshots, and sent them to Zhou Min.

'The information and storage location of this batch of raw materials are all inside.'

Zhou Min: 'Understood, I'll find someone to handle it. Don't interfere.'

Song Ningxue was pleased to see this.

Song Nuan was sleeping soundly.

I was woken up early in the morning by a phone call from Qin Yuchuan.

She glanced at the time and saw it was only seven o'clock.

She was a little annoyed. Lu Ziyang had kept her up until midnight last night, and Qin Yuchuan had called her early this morning. All in all, she had only slept for three or four hours.

She hung up the phone.

They kept calling tirelessly for over a dozen more times.

Lu Ziyang was also woken up by the noise.

She pressed the call button, but before she could speak, Qin Yuchuan roared almost explosively from the phone, "If you want to stay in the special task force, you'd better be on call 24/7!"

My eardrums were almost ruptured.

"What's wrong with you now?" Song Nuan was equally angry. "It's only seven o'clock. You'd better have something to say about work."

"There's a problem with the factory's raw materials. Go over there immediately and check the situation," Qin Yuchuan said seriously.

Song Nuan frowned. "I understand."

She hung up the phone and got out of bed.

The hand around her waist tightened suddenly, and before her feet even touched the ground, Song Nuan was pulled back onto the bed by the force around her waist.

Lu Ziyang caught her steadily.

Having just woken up, his voice had a husky, raspy quality that was quite captivating. "So early, and Qin Yuchuan is already making you work? I'll help you report him for exploiting his employees?"

Song Nuan laughed upon hearing this, "Do you think Qin's legal team is a pushover? You're just an unknown lawyer, you should stick to your regular job."

She pulled her hand away from his and tilted her head back to kiss his Adam's apple.

The man groaned, his ears turning bright red, and a strange emotion flickered in his deep eyes.

Song Nuan ignored it, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, and put them on.

Lu Ziyang sat up. "Will we have time for breakfast?"

"I don't want to eat anymore, I'll just go downstairs and buy a bottle of milk."

Song Nuan quickly washed up, tied her hair haphazardly behind her head, put on a baseball cap, and left.

The factory was located in a remote area, dozens of kilometers away from the city. By the time Song Nuan arrived, it was almost nine o'clock.

The person in charge was waiting at the door.

Song Nuan introduced herself, "I'm from Qin's Berlin Special Project Team. Vice President Qin said there's a problem with the raw materials. What's the problem? Take me to see."

The factory manager was already extremely anxious, and when he saw that it was a woman who had come, he became even more upset.

He stomped his foot in annoyance. "You came alone? This is no small matter. Why did the company send only a woman like you? Can you handle this?"

Song Nuan didn't want to dwell on his discrimination.

Her expression was somewhat cold. "Since it's not a small matter, why are you delaying? Take me there right away."

The factory manager had no choice but to take her to the warehouse.

Because this batch of raw materials was very valuable and purchased at a high price, the company attached great importance to it, so the factory manager specially stored it in a new warehouse. Unexpectedly, the warehouse caught fire last night.

Upon seeing the dark ground, Song Nuan instantly understood.

The factory manager replied, "We just finished taking inventory this morning. There wasn't much damage to the materials. We bought too much at the time, and based on normal losses, it's enough to produce the first batch of products."

Upon hearing this, Song Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Berlin jewelry has high requirements and raw materials are hard to find, but as long as there are enough raw materials, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"So, what other questions are there?"

The factory manager could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression, and he looked down on her even more.

Their attitude also became terrible.