Incorrect password?
Song Nuan was puzzled, thinking she had entered the wrong numbers, so she re-entered them, but it still showed an error. She asked the man on the other end of the phone, "Did you change your password? What's the new password?"
"No changes."
He had just finished speaking when the door opened with a ding.
There were people in the villa, but the person who opened the door was not Li Jingchen.
Song Nuan froze on the spot for a moment, clutching her phone. Her mind went blank for a second as she tried her best to control her emotions, as being too panicked would make her look disheveled.
The woman inside looked at her with a smile, tilting her head slightly, her gesture carrying an unspoken sense of provocation.
Zhong Qingya smiled, "We meet again, Miss Song."
Song Nuan looked at her calmly, and a man's voice sounded in her ear, "Is the door open?"
"Yes, it's on." She replied coolly and hung up the phone. Then she looked up at Zhong Qingya. She had changed her bathrobe into loungewear, the style of which was unfamiliar. It must have been brought by Zhong Qingya herself.
They all know very well what it means to wear loungewear at a man's house.
What are you doing here, Miss Zhong?
"Is it strange that I'm at my fiancé's house?"
Song Nuan almost laughed. Zhong Qingya's impatient provocation only made her laugh. She thought Zhong Qingya was of high status, yet she couldn't wait to show off to her.
"Of course it's not surprising."
Despite her anger, Song Nuan showed no negative emotions in front of Zhong Qingya. She walked past her, took out her slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put them on.
These shoes are a couple's pair; Li Jingchen just bought them last time.
Song Nuan had initially complained that it was difficult to walk on, but now it has come in handy.
Even if you lose the game, don't lose your spirit.
Walking towards the living room, Song Nuan took the initiative, saying, "Since Miss Zhong is already familiar with this place, I don't need to show you around anymore."
She smiled faintly, "However, this is not your bridal chamber. Miss Zhong has come to the wrong place."
Zhong Qingya stood and watched her.
Song Nuan's behavior surprised her; she was so calm... which was completely unexpected.
She had only moved in that afternoon and hadn't lived there long. There were still many places in the villa that she hadn't explored, but it wasn't hard to find traces of a woman in the everyday living spaces, such as the kitchen and living room.
A woman once lived in Li Jingchen's villa.
Zhong Qingya quickly realized it was Song Nuan; she hadn't expected the two to be living together.
“This is my and Jingchen’s house. If you don’t mind that he and another woman lived in this villa, I can generously give it to you.”
Song Nuan took a sip of water, smiling broadly, seemingly unaware of how cruel her words were.
Zhong Qingya's self-esteem is constantly being challenged.
"Let it go?" She sneered, her expression full of mockery. "Is the villa in your name? Although you manage the Song Group, you probably don't have that many assets."
Song Nuan shrugged. "So what?"
The Zhong family is indeed wealthy, but they are not as poor as Zhong Qingya imagines.
Once you reach a certain social class, money is no longer the sole measure of a person's status. This is especially true for Zhong Qingya, who is well aware that there are other, more important things besides money when it comes to interests.
She calmed herself down and sat down on the sofa opposite Song Nuan.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, he produced a paper contract and chuckled, "Did you think I came here to deliver this?"
Song Nuan remained silent.
She roughly guessed what Zhong Qingya was holding; it should be the marriage annulment agreement signed by the Li and Zhong families that Li Jingchen had mentioned.
'Tear—'
The contract was instantly broken into several pieces.
Zhong Qingya crumpled it into a ball again, threw it into the trash can, and smiled triumphantly. "This agreement was drafted by Li Jingchen before I came to Liangcheng. Unfortunately, I regret it now."
"..."
Song Nuan lowered her eyes and drank water, suppressing the urge to hit someone.
Just then, a sound came from the outer door.
Immediately afterwards, the sounds of doors opening, shoes being changed, and footsteps came from all directions. Without turning around, Song Nuan knew who had returned.
Her seat had her back to the door, while Zhong Qingya was opposite her, facing the same direction.
As Li Jingchen entered the living room, the first person he saw was Zhong Qingya.
He immediately frowned, his joy at seeing Song Nuan instantly turning into annoyance. He looked at Zhong Qingya with cold eyes and asked in an extremely cold voice, "How did you get in?"
The man's emotional shifts were so obvious that Zhong Qingya couldn't ignore them even if she wanted to.
She couldn't bring herself to offer a warm welcome only to be met with indifference, but when she turned and saw Song Nuan, she gritted her teeth, suppressed her dissatisfaction, and forced a smile, "I came in the same way you did."
"Who gave you the password?"
Zhong Qingya: "..."
Li Jingchen sneered, "I know even if you don't say it. Li Guanyu is willing to help you. Why don't you marry him? It's a marriage alliance with the Li family anyway, isn't it?"
Song Nuan, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Zhong Qingya looked at them with a livid face.
Having lived for over twenty years, she had never suffered such humiliation. Li Jingchen was one thing, but what kind of person was Song Nuan to dare to show her such a mocking face?
Zhong Qingya grabbed the water glass and splashed it forward with lightning speed.
Song Nuan was startled and lost her ability to dodge. She subconsciously closed her eyes, but the expected burning sensation did not come.
When she opened her eyes, Li Jingchen was already standing in front of her.
He was already tall, and now that she was sitting and he was standing, the difference in their stature was even more obvious, and she was completely enveloped in his shadow.
Her hand instinctively went to his waist. Song Nuan peeked out from behind him and saw that his precious sweater was soaked.
Li Jingchen looked down at her, his tone full of concern, "Are you alright?"
She shook her head. "You're blocking it."
Upon hearing this, the man smiled with relief, but the moment he looked up at Zhong Qingya, his gaze turned cold and sharp. "Zhong Qingya, this kind of persistent pestering isn't like you."
Despite her failed attempt to injure someone and being caught red-handed, Zhong Qingya remained calm and composed, sitting gracefully as always.
She corrected him, "Your father asked me to move in with you. I don't think that's being clingy. After all, our wedding is in a month, and we need to build up our relationship first."
The wedding is in a month?
Didn't they just announce their engagement not long ago?
Song Nuan tightened her fingers, feeling a dull ache in her chest, an indescribable discomfort.
Li Jingchen lowered his eyes, glanced at her hand resting on his waist, and naturally took her hand in his. He said nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said everything.
Zhong Qingya saw everything clearly, finding it both amusing and extremely displeased.
Do I need to remind you again?
Li Jingchen's eyes were filled with coldness, and his tone was equally icy, "I will not marry you. I thought the Zhong family was so capable, but I never expected you would lower yourself like this."
"Li Jingchen, some things only need to be said once."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Qingya's face turned cold, and she began to get angry.
But what does this have to do with Li Jingchen?
"I'm just being rude, and you'll have to put up with it if you don't want to. Also, this is my house. Take your things and get out of here, or I'll make you take action."
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