Having made up his mind, Lin Xuan said nothing more and turned to leave.
Song Nuan called out to him, "Which floor is the conference room on?"
"What?" He pretended not to understand Song Nuan's meaning and said in a roundabout way, "There are some on every floor. Miss Song can browse around as she pleases, but please don't go below the twentieth floor for now, as some staff members are still there."
"I asked which floor Li Jingchen was having his meeting on."
Lin Xuan was speechless.
He subconsciously looked at Ouyang Zhoujing, who smiled faintly at him, his expression as if to say, 'Let's see what else you can come up with.'
Even if Song Nuan were stupid, she could see something was wrong, let alone that she wasn't stupid.
Lin Xuan was lying to her.
She didn't blame Lin Xuan, nor did she pursue the matter, nor did she become hysterical. She simply said calmly, "Tell me the truth, and I won't be angry. If Li Jingchen isn't here, I'll go home and rest early."
Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.
He actually came back to the company to pick up some documents. He usually takes the president's private elevator, but tonight he thought there would be fewer people and the staff elevator would be quick. He didn't expect to see Song Nuan and Ouyang Zhoujing as soon as he went downstairs.
It's fine for the two of them to appear separately, but if they appear together at the group, there will be big problems immediately.
Lin Xuan didn't think much of it at the time. He lied and said that Li Jingchen was there, hoping to get rid of them. Even if Ouyang Zhoujing was not easy to fool, Song Nuan would most likely believe him.
In fact, he miscalculated.
Song Nuan probably, possibly, or perhaps already knew that he was lying to her and that Li Jingchen was not actually at the company.
Not being at the company isn't a big problem; what Lin Xuan fears is Song Nuan digging into his past.
These thoughts flashed through his mind in a jumble. Knowing that he was doomed regardless of whether he faced danger or not, Lin Xuan decided to choose a more dignified way to die. "President Li is here, but the meeting involves classified information and cannot be disclosed."
What could Song Nuan say when he said that?
She was sitting next to Ouyang Zhoujing. They all had their own companies, and even if they had a good relationship in private, they were still competitors in a way.
We still need to take precautions.
Song Nuan said, "Then I'll wait for him here."
Lin Xuan breathed a silent sigh of relief. As long as Song Nuan didn't insist on seeing Li Jingchen, the matter could be considered settled.
"Okay, Miss Song, please feel free to contact me if you need anything."
As soon as he closed the door, Lin Xuan's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly walked into the president's private elevator and dialed a number.
The phone rang for a long time before it was finally answered.
A deep, indifferent male voice came from the other end of the line, "Taking so long to get a document?"
Lin Xuan apologized, and then said, "President Li, I ran into Miss Song and President Ouyang downstairs at the company headquarters."
Li Jingchen suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed. "What did you say?"
He was surrounded by a spacious room with a sophisticated and minimalist decor. Just as he stood up, the curtain in front of him was suddenly pulled open halfway, revealing Zhong Qingya's face with exquisite makeup.
She stared at him. "You haven't finished trying on the clothes yet. Where do you want to go?"
Li Jingchen's brows furrowed with impatience. He glanced at her coldly, then turned and walked in the other direction, afraid that she would overhear his conversation.
Zhong Qingya also saw the phone in his hand.
She smiled with relief and instructed the shop assistant, "Keep an eye on him. If he dares to leave before I've chosen a wedding dress, tell me."
The shop assistant smiled and agreed.
These two were both distinguished guests, and she dared not offend either of them, so she could only stand at a distance, her eyes fixed on Li Jingchen.
Li Jingchen was still on the phone, "What are they doing at the company in the middle of the night?"
"I don't know, Miss Song has been insisting on seeing you."
Li Jingchen was at a loss. "I'll call her now, and you can take her back to the Flower Garden."
Lin Xuan advised him, "President Li, she came with President Ouyang. I reckon she won't give up until she sees you, and I have a feeling that President Ouyang probably knows your whereabouts."
It's Ouyang Zhoujing again.
That damn An Sze, didn't he tell him to go and keep Song Nuan company?
While they were keeping her company, they ended up leaving her with Ouyang Zhoujing.
Silently noting down An Szeze's name, Li Jingchen coldly ordered, "You don't need to come. Stay at the company. I'll rush back as soon as I finish this. Keep an eye on Song Nuan until then."
"Then, Mr. Ouyang..."
"Find a way to make Ouyang Chengyi cause some trouble, so he won't be too idle. Let him go cool off somewhere else."
Lin Xuan nodded, "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
Li's CEO Office.
The air was quiet, and no one spoke. Song Nuan didn't want to talk; she felt exhausted and found it ridiculous to cling to a self that already knew the answer.
At the same time, she also harbored resentment towards Ouyang Zhoujing.
If he hadn't said these things, she wouldn't know anything and might have been able to get a good night's sleep instead of sitting here waiting for Li Jingchen to 'finish his meeting'.
Lin Xuan knocked on the door. "Miss Song, would you like something to eat?"
Song Nuan: "No need."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Zhoujing said, "Bring in a glass of honey water or pure milk."
Through the door, Lin Xuan rolled his eyes, but still did as he was told to prepare.
Honey water and pure milk are both available.
Ouyang Zhoujing said, "Have some. You've drunk too much tonight. If you force yourself to stay up all night, your body won't be able to handle it tomorrow."
Even though Song Nuan disliked him at this moment, she felt that his thoughtfulness and gentleness were beyond reproach.
She still politely said thank you.
"Aren't you going back?" she asked.
"I brought you here, so naturally I have to wait with you. There's no reason for me to leave first."
"I can do it all by myself."
Ouyang Zhoujing smiled faintly, "I didn't say you can't do it alone, but if you're alone, you're easily deceived by what A-Jing says."
Song Nuan sometimes felt that his way of speaking was really annoying.
In the past, she would definitely have retorted with "What's it to you?", but Song Nuan can't bring herself to say it now.
She silently finished her glass of milk.
The atmosphere remained awkward, so she took the initiative to start a conversation, "You said Zhong Qingya retaliated against you, can you tell me about it?"
He smiled, his eyes gentle yet cold. Whenever Song Nuan felt that he was a gentle man at heart, he would show this side of himself, as if reminding her that he was not a good person either.
Do you want to hear it?
"If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it." She wasn't obligated to hear it.
Of course, she wasn't just asking casually. Knowing about the conflict between the Zhong and Ouyang families, she might be able to glean some ideas on how to deal with Zhong Qingya.
If she is unwilling to give up Li Jingchen, then there will inevitably be a life-or-death battle between her and Zhong Qingya.
"It's nothing, an S+ project was ruined."
Ouyang Zhoujing spoke casually, as if he didn't take it to heart at all, but one can imagine how much effort and financial resources the four major families had to invest in the S+ project from the very beginning of the planning stage.
Is there absolutely no way to salvage the situation?
"Yes, there are."
Song Nuan's eyes widened instantly, anticipating his answer.
He just smiled and said, "If you're willing to risk jail time, there's still room for maneuver."
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