She gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Do you think I sacrificed so much just for that position?" Song Ningxue stood up, took a few steps closer to him, tentatively wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, as if she had been wronged, "Brother Chuan, stop it, let's make up, okay?" Qin Yuchuan didn't speak. The air was quiet, so quiet that she could hear not only his heartbeat but also his slightly rapid breathing. Sometimes silence is the answer. Song Ningxue tiptoed to kiss him. With her warm and soft body in his arms, Qin Yuchuan could no longer resist. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Outside the door, Zheng Siyuan waited for a long time but Song Ningxue didn't come out. He was about to knock on the door when he heard a faint sound. Zheng Siyuan withdrew his hand expressionlessly and skillfully dialed a number, "Manager Fang, President Qin has something to do. The project meeting this afternoon is canceled." Something to do? Looking at the photos Xu Yiran sent, Fang Yu scoffed inwardly. She forwarded every single photo to Song Nuan. Fang Yu casually told Song Nuan about their affair at the hotel. Although there was no evidence, her speculation was quite plausible. Song Nuan wasn't surprised when she received the photos. She calmly messaged Xu Yiran, "Yiran, take some photos of them leaving the hotel and send them to me." "No problem." At that moment, the locksmith finished changing the lock. He spoke to Song Nuan in fluent English, "The lock is changed, but there's only one key. You'll have to get a spare one made." Song Nuan agreed, took the key, and casually placed it on the table. She took out her suitcase, packed Li Jingchen's things inside, and pushed it to the door. This man was too dangerous. After doing all this, she received a call from an unknown number. "Who is this?" "Are you Miss Song?" A woman's voice rang out, clear and cold. "I'm Windsor." A hint of surprise flashed in Song Nuan's eyes. "What can I do for you?" "Nothing much, just wondering if you have time to have a meal together. After all, I'm grateful for what you did last time. I've been busy with my internship lately, so I'm only contacting you now." She hadn't expected there to be a follow-up after all this time. Song Nuan smiled. "Your third uncle has already contacted me and given me a thank-you gift." Although she hadn't accepted it, it was still a free two million. "My third uncle is my third uncle, and I am me." Windsor was firm. "Don't worry, it's just a meal. Don't feel too pressured. I'm not as rich as my third uncle, and I can't give you anything too expensive." Seeing her insistence, Song Nuan couldn't refuse again and had to agree. After quickly getting ready, she went out. Windsor wanted to pick her up, but Song Nuan declined and took a taxi to the restaurant. It was lunchtime, and the place was crowded. It didn't look like a particularly high-end restaurant. Windsor was sitting by the window when Song Nuan saw her waving and walked towards her. As she got closer, Song Nuan noticed a man sitting next to her. The man bore a striking resemblance to An Sze. Song Nuan suddenly remembered seeing this man's photo on the school forum; he was Ouyang Chengyi's ex-boyfriend, and his name seemed to be… Jiang Xu. After a few brief seconds of scrutiny, she didn't dare to be too blatant and looked away. She nodded to Windsor and casually asked, "And this is…?" "My friend, Jiang Xu," Song Nuan said with a drawn-out "Oh," without saying anything more. Song Nuan didn't hold back, and Windsor ordered all the most popular signature dishes. The man named Jiang Xu remained silent, his gaze fixed on his phone. "I heard Ouyang Chengyi was disciplined?" Song Nuan asked casually. When Ouyang Chengyi's name was mentioned, Jiang Xu clearly looked up and glanced at her. A hint of amazement flashed in his eyes. “Well, if her brother hadn’t intervened, it wouldn’t have ended up just with a disciplinary action.” Song Nuan smiled. “Do you dislike her?” “No.” “Why?” Jiang Xu’s expression suddenly tightened. Wen Sha was silent for a few seconds. “There’s no why. She’s just annoying. Go ask anyone in the school, see if anyone doesn’t dislike her.” Facing people like Li Jingchen and Ouyang Zhoujing, who were deep and calculating, Song Nuan now felt as if she had some kind of advanced scanning device in her eyes, able to see through their thoughts at a glance. She smiled faintly and didn’t speak. However, Wen Sha opened up. “Ouyang Chengyi, relying on her family’s power, acts like a tyrant at school. It’s only because my third uncle is a good person and doesn’t bother with the Ouyang family that she’s in such a mess.” “She even pinned the dirt on me.” She sneered disdainfully. “If I wanted to expose her dirty secrets, I wouldn’t just expose this small dreg.” Song Nuan raised an eyebrow. It seemed there was more to their story. "Does she have a lot of dirt on her?" Song Nuan asked casually while picking up some food. She seemed uninterested, as if she was only asking to keep Windsor from saying anything more. Windsor sneered, "There's plenty." As she spoke, she nudged Jiang Xu with her elbow, "I remember you were close to her for a while, you should know, right?" Song Nuan then looked at Jiang Xu. At first glance, she thought he resembled An Sze by six or seven points, but after looking at him a few more times, she felt they didn't look alike at all. However, he was quite handsome. It's just that his personality seemed rather cold. Since Song Nuan sat down, he hadn't said a word, only occasionally showing obvious emotional fluctuations when Ouyang Chengyi was mentioned. "I don't know," Jiang Xu said, his voice as cold and indifferent as his personality. At that moment, Windsor's face turned somewhat ugly. She coldly said to Song Nuan, "Let's not talk about her anymore, it's bad luck, let's eat." The meal was eaten relatively harmoniously. Midway through, Jiang Xu suddenly stood up. "Excuse me, something urgent came up at school, I have to go back first." Song Nuan nodded. "Okay, be careful." Jiang Xu smiled at her, and it was no exaggeration to say that this was the first expression Song Nuan had seen on his face all day. He grabbed his things and left. Windsor's expression was clearly not good, and soon she also found an excuse to leave. One after another, people left. Song Nuan wasn't used to this kind of food anyway, and with everyone who had treated her to dinner gone, she had no intention of lingering. She grabbed her bag and left. After walking a few steps, she saw the two figures she had just seen in the snowy landscape. Windsor and Jiang Xu. The two seemed to be arguing; judging from their expressions alone, it wasn't hard to tell that they were both extremely angry. Song Nuan didn't intend to eavesdrop, but the two of them were really loud. "Are you going to see Ouyang Chengyi again?" "None of your business." Jiang Xu pushed Windsor away, but he didn't use much force, so he didn't move her much either. "Windsor, don't delay my business."
She gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Do you think I've sacrificed so much just for that position?
Song Ningxue stood up, took a few steps closer to him, tentatively wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, as if she had been wronged, "Brother Chuan, stop making trouble, let's make up, okay?"
Qin Yuchuan remained silent.
The air was so quiet that she could hear not only his heartbeat but also his slightly rapid breathing.
Sometimes silence is the answer.
Song Ningxue tiptoed to kiss him. With her warm and soft body in his arms, Qin Yuchuan could no longer control himself. He picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom.
Outside the door, Zheng Siyuan waited for a long time but Song Ningxue did not come out.
He was about to knock on the door when he heard a faint sound.
Zheng Siyuan withdrew his hand expressionlessly and skillfully dialed a number. "Manager Fang, President Qin has something to attend to. The project meeting this afternoon is not necessary."
Is something the matter?
Looking at the photos Xu Yiran sent, Fang Yu scoffed inwardly.
He forwarded every single photo to Song Nuan.
Fang Yu also told Song Nuan about their affair at the hotel. Although there was no evidence, it didn't stop her from making a reasonable and well-founded deduction.
Song Nuan wasn't too surprised when she received the photos.
She calmly texted Xu Yiran, "Yiran, take some pictures of them leaving the hotel and send them to me."
"no problem."
At this point, the locksmith had replaced the lock.
He spoke to Song Nuan in fluent English, saying, "The lock has been changed, but there's only one key. You'll have to get a spare key made yourself."
Song Nuan agreed, took the keys, and casually placed them on the table.
She took out her suitcase, packed Li Jingchen's things inside, and pushed it to the door.
This man is too dangerous.
After doing all that, she received a call from an unknown number.
Who is it?
"Miss Song, is that right?" a woman's voice rang out, clear and cold. "I am Windsor."
A hint of surprise flashed in Song Nuan's eyes. "Is there something you need from me?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you had time to have a meal together. After all, I owe you a lot for what happened last time. I've been busy with my internship lately, so I'm only contacting you now."
I never expected that there would be a follow-up after all this time.
Song Nuan smiled and said, "Your third uncle has already contacted me and given me a thank-you gift."
Although she did not accept it.
But it's like getting over two million for free.
“Third Uncle is Third Uncle, and I am me.” Windsor said firmly. “Don’t worry, it’s just a meal. Don’t feel too pressured. I’m not as rich as my Third Uncle, and I can’t give you anything too expensive.”
Seeing her insistence, Song Nuan couldn't refuse again and had no choice but to agree.
After a quick tidy-up, I headed out.
Windsor offered to pick her up, but Song Nuan declined and took a taxi to the restaurant herself. It was lunchtime when she arrived, and the place was crowded.
It certainly doesn't look like a particularly high-end restaurant.
Windsor was sitting by the window when Song Nuan saw her waving and walked towards her.
Upon getting closer, Song Nuan realized that there was a man sitting next to her.
The man looked somewhat like An Sze-tse.
Song Nuan suddenly remembered that she had seen this man's photo on the school forum. He was Ouyang Chengyi's ex-boyfriend, and his name seemed to be... Jiang Xu.
After a brief glance, she didn't dare to be too blatant. She looked away, nodded to Windsor, and asked casually, "And who is this?"
"My friend, Jiang Xu."
Song Nuan gave a drawn-out "oh" and said nothing more.
Song Nuan didn't have any dietary restrictions, so Windsor ordered all the most popular signature dishes. The man named Jiang Xu remained silent, his eyes glued to his phone.
"I heard Ouyang Chengyi was disciplined?" Song Nuan asked casually.
When Ouyang Chengyi's name was mentioned, Jiang Xu clearly looked up and glanced at her.
A look of amazement flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, if her brother hadn't intervened, it wouldn't have ended with just a disciplinary action."
Song Nuan smiled. "Do you dislike her that much?"
"dislike."
"Why?"
Jiang Xu's expression suddenly tightened.
Windsor paused for a few seconds, then said, "There's no reason why. She's just annoying. Go to any school and ask anyone if they don't dislike her."
Faced with people as deep and calculating as Li Jingchen and Ouyang Zhoujing, Song Nuan now feels as if she has some kind of advanced scanning device in her eyes when she looks at Windsor and Jiang Xu, able to see through their thoughts at a glance.
She smiled faintly and said nothing.
However, Windsor opened the floodgates to her confiding.
“Ouyang Chengyi relies on her family’s power and influence to act recklessly at school. It’s only because my third uncle is a good person and doesn’t bother with the Ouyang family that she’s made a mess of things. Otherwise, she would definitely be in deep trouble.”
"They even tried to pin the dirt on me." She scoffed disdainfully. "If I wanted to expose her dirty secrets, I wouldn't just drop this small dish."
Song Nuan raised her eyebrows.
It seems there's more to their story.
"Does she have a lot of scandals?" Song Nuan asked casually while picking up some food.
She seemed uninterested, as if she had only asked the question casually to keep Windsor from saying anything more.
Windsor sneered, "There are plenty more."
As she spoke, she nudged Jiang Xu with her elbow, "I remember you were close to her for a while, you should know that, right?"
Song Nuan then looked at Jiang Xu.
At first glance, he seemed to resemble An Sze-tse by about six or seven points, but after looking at him a few more times, he doesn't seem to resemble him much anymore.
However, he is quite handsome.
However, he seemed to have a cold personality. He hadn't said a word since Song Nuan sat down, and only occasionally when Ouyang Chengyi was mentioned did he show obvious emotional fluctuations.
"I have no idea."
Jiang Xu spoke, his voice as cold and detached as he was.
At that moment, Windsor's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. She scoffed and said to Song Nuan, "Let's not talk about her anymore, it's bad luck. Let's eat."
The meal went fairly well.
Midway through, Jiang Xu suddenly stood up and said, "Excuse me, there's an urgent matter at school, I have to go back first."
Song Nuan nodded, "Okay, be careful."
Jiang Xu smiled at her, and it's no exaggeration to say that this was the first expression Song Nuan saw on his face all day.
He grabbed his things and left.
Windsor's expression was clearly not good, and soon after, she also made an excuse to leave.
One by one, they left. Song Nuan wasn't used to the food anyway, and with everyone who had treated her to dinner gone, she had no intention of lingering. She grabbed her bag and left.
After walking a few steps, I spotted the two figures I had just seen in the snowy landscape.
Windsor and Jiang Xu.
The two seemed to be arguing; judging from their expressions alone, it was easy to tell that they were both extremely angry.
Song Nuan didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the two of them were just too loud.
Are you going to see Ouyang Chengyi again?
"It's none of your business."
Jiang Xu pushed Windsor away, but he didn't use much force, so he didn't move her much either. "Windsor, don't delay my business."
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