Lu Ziyang raised an eyebrow slightly and drank three cups.
She seemed to have moved too abruptly when she sat down, feeling dizzy, and leaned against Song Nuan.
Song Nuan supported him, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel a little dizzy." Lu Ziyang rubbed his temples, moved his chair closer to Song Nuan, and leaned gently against her. "I'll be fine after a rest."
Qin Yuchuan's face darkened.
Seeing this, everyone smiled knowingly.
Someone joked, "Lynn and Attorney Lu are having an affair."
Upon hearing them call Song Nuan Lynn, Qin Yuchuan instantly understood that these people still mistakenly regarded Song Ningxue as his wife.
Qin Yuchuan was about to explain, "Actually..."
"Alright, this is their private matter. Don't gossip about their company," Lin Jingwen interrupted at the right moment.
These words left Qin Yuchuan speechless, unable to utter the words he was prepared to say.
He awkwardly shut his mouth.
Lu Ziyang lowered his eyes, concealing the fleeting smugness in them.
Following the procedure, Lin Jingwen gave a brief introduction of everyone. Song Nuan listened attentively, but her attention was actually all under the table—
Lu Ziyang blatantly took her hand!
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free; instead, he held her tightly in his palm.
"Lynn?"
Lin Jingwen called her name.
"Huh?" Song Nuan snapped back to reality. "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. President Qin said you sing well. Shall we sing a song?" Lin Jingwen asked with a smile.
Why bring up her singing?
Song Nuan gritted her teeth, glared at Qin Yuchuan, and forced an awkward smile. "I'm sorry, I've been coughing a bit lately, so it might not be convenient for me."
"I see..."
Qin Yuchuan gripped the microphone, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.
Lu Ziyang glanced at him, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Song Nuan didn't notice Qin Yuchuan's little scheme, but he certainly didn't miss it.
So, Lu Ziyang stood up, picked up the microphone, and handed one to Song Nuan.
Song Nuan didn't take it, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
She said she wasn't going to sing anymore, so what's he up to now?
“She sings very well. Since President Lin has asked, let me sing a simple song so that President Lin can enjoy it.” Lu Ziyang smiled faintly, a sly glint in his eyes. “I’ll sing a duet with you.”
Song Nuan: "That works too."
Qin Yuchuan: "..."
He snatched the microphone away first, saying, "Attorney Lu, she said her throat is sore, so don't force her to sing. If you want to sing, I'll sing with you."
Lu Ziyang narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice a little cold, "She has already agreed. Isn't President Qin being a little too concerned about his subordinates?"
The air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Song Nuan glanced at Qin Yuchuan, then at Lu Ziyang, unsure whether to sing or not, so she turned to Lin Jingwen for help.
Lin Jingwen shrugged, indicating that she had no other choice.
"Um, I..." After considering her words, Song Nuan slowly began to speak, but her phone suddenly rang, interrupting her.
She glanced down at the screen, then walked to a corner to answer the phone.
"Uncle Qin, what's wrong?"
However, it wasn't Qin Guangsheng's voice that came from the other end.
“I’m just a passerby. This man collapsed on the roadside, so I called an ambulance and brought him to the hospital. He’s still in the emergency room. Are you a family member of his? Please come over as soon as possible.”
Song Nuan's breath hitched. "I'll be right there, thank you."
She returned to the dining table, picked up her bag, and looked at Qin Yuchuan. "Uncle Qin had an accident and is in the hospital."
Qin Yuchuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he jumped up. "What's going on?"
Song Nuan didn't answer, but looked at Lin Jingwen apologetically and explained, "President Lin, I'm sorry, something came up at the company, and President Qin and I have to leave first."
It was just a private banquet, nothing important, so Lin Jingwen immediately nodded and let her leave.
But he didn't forget to slip a card into Song Nuanbao.
Song Nuan was slightly taken aback, then heard Lin Jingwen say, "This is my personal gratitude to you."
Song Nuan nodded and pulled Qin Yuchuan away.
Lu Ziyang held the microphone, watching them leave with a detached gaze. After a while, he lowered his eyes, put the microphone back in its place, and followed them away.
Someone called out to him, "Hey, Attorney Lu, is there something you need too?"
Lin Jingwen frowned and explained for Lu Ziyang, "Lawyer Lu is also with Qin's. If there's something going on at the company, shouldn't he go with them?"
The man scratched his head, feeling that the atmosphere between the three people from the Qin family was a bit strange, but he didn't take it to heart.
Streetside.
Both of them had been drinking and couldn't drive, so they had to take a taxi.
Unfortunately, an event was being held at the nearby sports center, and the ride-hailing app showed that there were still dozens of people waiting.
Qin Yuchuan said, "I'll have Zheng Siyuan come and pick us up."
As soon as he finished speaking, a Maybach came to a smooth stop in front of them.
The car window rolled down, the moonlight bathed the room, revealing Lu Ziyang's strikingly handsome face.
"Lu Ziyang, why are you everywhere?" Qin Yuchuan's disgust for him was written all over his face.
The man rested his hand lazily on the car window, glanced at him, and said in a low, indifferent voice, "It's hard to get a taxi at this hour, so it seems Mr. Qin isn't in a hurry."
Without saying a word, Song Nuan opened the passenger door and got in.
Qin Yuchuan could only grit his teeth and get into the back seat.
It's ridiculous that his wife is sitting in another man's passenger seat.
Qin Yuchuan was so angry that his back molars felt like they were going to break.
Song Nuan had no time to care about his feelings.
“Uncle Qin fainted and was found by a passerby. He was taken to the hospital and is still in the emergency room. His condition may not be good,” she said.
Qin Yuchuan frowned upon hearing this. "Wasn't he supposed to be receiving treatment at the hospital? He was perfectly fine, so why is he out here? What are the caregivers doing?"
Song Nuan pursed her lips.
The question he raised was something Song Nuan had thought of as soon as she received the call.
After a moment of silence, she said, "I went to the hospital to see him today and told him about Song Ningxue's miscarriage."
Lu Ziyang glanced at her.
Qin Yuchuan's gaze was also fixed on her.
Song Nuan thought Qin Yuchuan would scold her—she was already prepared to admit her mistake, that she shouldn't have told Qin Guangsheng about it so rashly, but Qin Yuchuan's reaction was unexpectedly calm.
He said, "He'll find out sooner or later; it doesn't matter."
"I……"
"Since he didn't have a seizure when you told him, it proves it wasn't because of this." Seeing the self-blame in her eyes, Lu Ziyang comforted her gently.
Qin Yuchuan snorted coldly.
Song Nuan didn't know what he meant, so she could only stay quietly.
Shortly after, Maybach arrived at the hospital.
The three rushed to the emergency room.
The emergency room corridor was narrow and crowded. Song Nuan keenly spotted a fair-skinned and slender young man in the crowd.
She stepped forward. "Are you the person who called me just now?"
The boy glanced at her. "Are you Song Nuan?"
This is how the uncle made the note.
"Yes, that's me." Song Nuan nodded. "What's the situation now?"
"I don't know either. I saw him arguing with a woman, and then he fainted. The doctor just asked me about the patient's medical history, but I don't know either..."
Lu Ziyang listened silently, already understanding the situation.
There's no doubt it's a relapse of my heart condition.
He walked to the side and was making a phone call, I don't know.
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