Song Nuan nodded.
What do you think of what the old man said?
“That’s good,” Song Nuan replied. “He’s old and in poor health, and other forces in the family are eyeing him covetously. There’s always a need for an heir to take over. You’re perfectly capable of sitting in that position.”
Ouyang Zhoujing stopped in his tracks.
Song Nuan stopped and looked at him sideways, her face full of confusion.
"I'm not talking about inheriting the company."
"That is..."
"Marriage, and what Grandpa said about having grandchildren for him, Nuannuan, what are your thoughts?"
Song Nuan raised her lips slightly, "When I was with you, I was already prepared to marry you. I don't have any particular thoughts. Since Grandpa is urging us, let's find time to get our marriage certificate and have a wedding."
wrong.
Ouyang Zhoujing's intuition told him something was wrong.
He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, but he felt that Song Nuan's eyes seemed devoid of any emotion or expectation.
He suppressed his emotions and remained calm. "Then let's do as Grandpa said, have a simple wedding, and go on vacation abroad for a while?"
"good."
“Nuan Nuan, I hope you’ve thought this through carefully. Don’t let the fact that A Jing married Zhong Qingya make you…”
Song Nuan took his hand, looking at him with her almond-shaped eyes full of water, "Zhou Jing, any decision I make has nothing to do with him. I don't love him as much as you think."
He felt a great sense of relief.
Gently embracing the woman in front of him, Ouyang Zhoujing felt as if his heart was filled; he had never felt so happy.
He bent down slightly and kissed the corner of her lips.
"See?"
In the distance behind the two, at the entrance of the ward, Ouyang Renyi leaned on a cane with one hand and was supported by a tall man beside him with the other. His body trembled, but he had a smile on his face.
“Jing Chen, it’s not that I don’t want to help you. These two children are very close. You are the child I’ve watched grow up, but Zhou Jing is also my child. I have no reason to help you harm my own grandson.”
Li Jingchen remained silent, his jaw clenched.
He didn't believe Song Nuan would fall for someone else so quickly.
He didn't believe it.
He didn't believe a single word from Ouyang Ren; time would prove everything.
Sensing the resentment emanating from him, Ouyang Ren gently patted his shoulder and advised in a deep voice, "Child, you've misplaced your affections. Your wife's surname is Zhong, remember that."
Wanhua Garden.
As soon as I entered, I heard a series of crackling sounds.
Li Jingchen frowned, called over a servant, and demanded, "What's going on?"
The maid bowed her head and explained, "It was Madam who came. She saw the women's slippers in the shoe cabinet and insisted that you...you..."
"explain!"
"They insisted that you were having an affair with another woman, stormed into your bedroom and study, and smashed everything they could. Your wife locked the door, so we couldn't get in and had no way to stop them."
Li Jingchen said expressionlessly, "Understood, call the police."
The maid stared wide-eyed, thinking she had misheard.
Do I need to remind you again?
The maid stammered, "What should we say when we call the police?"
"They said their house had been burgled."
After saying this, Li Jingchen turned and left. Twenty minutes later, his car stopped downstairs in the Huayuan residential area.
Even though someone cleans the house regularly, it still has a cold and unfamiliar smell after being uninhabited for a long time.
Li Jingchen took out his phone, opened a chat window, sent his location, and said, "Coming now."
Half an hour later, An Sze arrived late.
He pushed open the door, frowned in disgust, and opened all the windows without saying a word. "Brother, is your sense of smell gone? I can't smell anything?"
"What about the things I asked you to buy?"
An Sze clicked his tongue and slammed the two large bags of things onto the table.
"I was worried you wouldn't have a pot, so I brought all the pots for you."
Li Jingchen tore open the bag, sorted the ingredients inside, and laid them out on the entire table. There was still half of the food that couldn't fit, so An Sze put it in the refrigerator.
He asked tentatively, "Are you planning to come back and stay here?"
He wasn't there when Li Jingchen got married; he was on a business trip abroad.
If it were Li Jingchen and Song Nuan's wedding, An Sze would have tried every means to come back. Unfortunately, he married Zhong Qingya instead, and he knew very well that the wedding was just a show.
Since it's all just a show, he might as well go abroad and make more money.
Of course, this was done with Li Jingchen's consent.
An Szeze knew that Li Jingchen could not possibly live under the same roof as Zhong Qingya.
"no."
"Then why did you buy so much stuff?"
"Didn't I ask you to come and eat with us?"
An Sze was amused, crossed his arms, lifted his bottom, and sat on the armrest of the sofa. "No, do you think I was a pig in my past life? There's so much food, even if I lived here for ten days or half a month, I still couldn't finish it all."
Li Jingchen didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. "You can't finish your food, so why don't you call someone to eat with you?"
"Are you kidding me...?"
Before he could even utter the word "laugh," An Sze suddenly realized something.
He looked at Li Jingchen suspiciously, rested his chin on his hand, pondered for a few seconds, and then tentatively asked, "Then should I call Zhou Jing over to eat with us?"
"what ever."
An Sze: "..."
Oh, so that's what you were planning!
An Sze laughed speechlessly, cursed Li Jingchen under his breath, took his phone and went to the balcony to dial Ouyang Zhoujing's number.
It rang several times before it finally answered from the other end.
"Sze?"
"Zhou Jing, have you had dinner yet?"
"We're getting ready to go out to eat, what's up?"
An Szeze slapped his thigh and said, "That's great! I bought a ton of stuff for hot pot at home, but my friend stood me up. It would be a waste not to eat it. Why don't you come over and join us?"
Ouyang Zhoujing glanced at Song Nuan beside him.
She was changing her shoes when she felt Ouyang Zhoujing's gaze. She looked up and mouthed, "What's wrong?"
He said into the phone, "Let me ask Nuannuan."
Upon hearing this, An Szeze instinctively stood up straight and peered into the living room where the man was preparing vegetables, momentarily confused about his logic and plans.
They probably wanted Song Nuan to come along?
An Sze thought about it carefully. He rarely watched Li Jingchen cook. The few times he had done so in recent years were when Li Jingchen cooked for Song Nuan.
I'm carefully selecting vegetables today, if not for Song Nuan, then for whom?
He nodded firmly.
"Song Nuan is here too? Let's invite her over. I haven't seen her in a long time. The club just gave out its quarterly bonuses, so let her bring me some gifts."
Song Nuan heard it.
She nodded.
So Ouyang Zhoujing said, "Okay, send me the location, let's go there."
After hanging up the phone, An Sze returned to the living room triumphantly and patted Li Jingchen on the shoulder, "Good brother, I got it done for you, you're welcome."
Upon hearing this, he looked up and asked, "Is he alone?"
An Szeze's eyes were full of sarcasm; he knew that Li Jingchen's true intentions were not what they seemed.
Ever since Ouyang Zhoujing confessed his feelings for Song Nuan, the two have practically fallen out. They rarely appear together, and even when they do meet, their conversations are like they're on steroids, as if they want to shoot each other in the face.
It's definitely not right to suddenly invite Ouyang Zhoujing to dinner.
And sure enough, he guessed it.
An Szeze, pleased with his own cleverness, laughed and said, "How could that be? Three people can't eat that much."
"so?"
“He was about to go out to eat with Song Nuan, so I asked him to bring Song Nuan along.”
Li Jingchen lowered his eyes, remained silent, and went about his own business.
An Szeze insisted on getting closer to him, "So, are you satisfied with how I handled this?"
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