Fang Yu pursed her lips, unsure how to begin.
"What's there to be afraid to say?" Xu Yiran interrupted, "Li Jingchen left Li's Group before 5 p.m., and I personally went to stake it out."
Song Nuan, her face grim, brushed Xu Yiran's hand away. "Who told you to do this?"
"I did it for you."
Xu Yiran looked blank, not understanding why Song Nuan was angry. She felt wronged, "I'm not the one who stole your man, why are you taking it out on me?"
Fang Yu glanced at her, then at Song Nuan, hesitated for a moment, and then stood next to Xu Yiran.
Although she didn't say anything, she patted Xu Yiran on the shoulder reassuringly.
"I'm sorry." Song Nuan lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat regretful.
She couldn't explain what was wrong with her; she felt very irritable at that moment, as if Xu Yiran was forcibly intruding on her private life and trying to interfere, which made her very uncomfortable.
Ultimately, it's all her fault.
Taking a deep breath, Song Nuan calmed herself down. "I want to go in and see for myself. Yi Ran, please don't get involved, okay?"
"No, this is such a big deal, you..."
Xu Yiran didn't understand, and before she could finish speaking, her mouth was suddenly covered by a hand.
Fang Yu's voice rang in her ears. She tightly covered Xu Yiran's mouth, "I'll keep an eye on her and won't let her run in. You go in, we'll wait for you here."
Song Nuan pursed her lips and gave Xu Yiran a deep look.
Then he turned and went inside.
Every step I took into the restaurant felt heavy, and my heart was pounding in my chest.
Behind them, Xu Yiran and Fang Yu could be heard arguing.
"She's got a hole in her head, but do you have one too? Are you going to let her go in alone and get bullied? Fang Yu, sometimes I really want to ask you if you drank Sanlu milk powder when you were a kid."
"Shut up."
"No way. I'll wait ten minutes at most. If Song Nuan doesn't come out in ten minutes, I'll risk my life to rush in. You can't stop me."
Fang Yu did not respond.
The two voices gradually became Xu Yiran's one-sided venting.
Xu Yiran's voice completely disappeared as the elevator doors closed and it ascended rapidly.
Song Nuan gripped the bag chain, her face calm and composed, though her palms were sweating profusely.
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The elevator arrived at the 22nd floor.
The moment you step out, you are greeted by an exquisite and luxurious scene. Flowers and balloons are nothing compared to the limited edition Lamborghini parked at the entrance.
Song Nuan didn't know how the car got up there; there was a bow on the front of the car, which didn't quite match the cool body of the car.
She had only been staring at it for a dozen seconds when a staff member came over and said to her, "Hello, you can't take pictures of this car."
Song Nuan asked, "Why?"
The staff patiently explained, "This is a birthday gift for the host of the banquet, and it cannot be photographed or shared."
People passing by on the same floor overheard this and began to discuss it quietly.
"Whose birthday is it? So extravagant! They even brought up a limited edition car. It must have cost a fortune. Such prestige! Which rich kid is pursuing his wife?"
"The person celebrating their birthday is a man."
"Oh? So it's a rich woman who's spending a fortune to pursue love."
"This guy must be incredibly handsome, and this rich woman is so generous... I just checked, this car costs over ten million, oh my god, can I go over and take a picture with him?"
The staff member smiled and reminded again, "No photos allowed."
Song Nuan clenched her fists.
Unable to bear hearing a single word, she gritted her teeth and forced a smile, then turned and walked toward the banquet hall, only to be stopped again. "Madam, please show me your invitation."
Song Nuanqi laughed, "I didn't."
"I'm sorry, you cannot enter the banquet hall without an invitation."
"Is Li Jingchen celebrating his birthday inside?" she asked the waiter in a calm tone.
The waiter looked at her with a puzzled expression, but guessed what she was going to say, and said preemptively, "If you don't have an invitation, but happen to know Mr. Li, you can ask him to send someone to pick you up."
Song Nuan didn't necessarily have to go in.
She just wanted to know if the person inside was Li Jingchen.
She just wanted to know if Li Jingchen was lying to her again.
She turned and left, went into the restroom, took out her phone, and called Li Jingchen.
The notification sounded one after another.
The call rang for several seconds before it was finally answered, and a familiar voice came through: "Nuan Nuan, is there something you need?"
"Where are you?"
There was a pause on the other end of the line, followed by the reply: "Still at the company."
He asked with a smile, "Did you miss me?"
Song Nuan gave a slight twitch of her lips, her heart slowly growing cold. She still hummed in response, her sweet voice trembling as she asked, "When are you coming back? Are you in a meeting?"
"It's almost over, half an hour."
Song Nuan curled her lips into a mocking smile.
He was lying to her.
He rarely answers her calls when he's in meetings, and even if he does, he won't directly ask her if she 'misses him,' as such a question isn't appropriate to ask in a meeting room.
So, he didn't hold any meetings at the company at all.
She was being really silly; she clearly knew the answer downstairs, yet she insisted on coming up here to make a fool of herself.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
The man's deep, concerned words pulled Song Nuan back from her reverie. Before she could speak, he said, "I've been quite busy lately. I'll be back as soon as my meeting is over, okay?"
She hesitated whether to tell him that she was in the banquet hall.
The next second, a tall, familiar figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall, wearing a well-pressed suit with gold buttons on the cuffs reflecting the light.
That was a gift she gave to Li Jingchen.
"Song Nuan?"
Her smile was bitter as she tried to find her voice, "Okay, but I want to eat the mochi from the stall downstairs at Shimao City. Could you ask Lin Xuan to buy it for me?"
He was very clever, and Song Nuan was worried that he might have guessed something, so she added, "It's too cold, I don't want to go out."
"If Lin Xuan is also busy, then forget it."
"I told him to go buy it."
She forced a smile, staring at the departing figure in the distance, "Li Jingchen, you're so kind."
The man's body stiffened slightly.
He didn't answer Song Nuan's question, but said, "I'll go and get busy."
He hung up after saying that.
Putting away her phone, Song Nuan hid behind the bathroom door, feeling like a thief spying on someone else's happiness.
He stood at the door, called Lin Xuan over, and after exchanging a few words, Lin Xuan headed towards the elevator, presumably having been sent to buy her some mochi.
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Qingya appeared.
Song Nuan gripped the door frame even tighter, her fingertips turning white from the force.
She couldn't hear what the two were saying.
Li Jingchen had his back to her. He was tall and almost completely blocked Zhong Qingya's view, only revealing half of her face. Song Nuan could only glean and infer her emotions from her incomplete facial expressions.
Suddenly, Zhong Qingya raised her hand, seemingly about to hit Li Jingchen.
Song Nuan's heart suddenly tightened, but Li Jingchen reacted even faster, raising his hand to pinch Zhong Qingya's slender wrist.
What did he say?
Zhong Qingya's expression changed drastically, and she roared, "Li Jingchen, if you have the guts, go in now and repeat what you just said. Do you dare?"
Song Nuan heard this sentence clearly.
What did he just say?
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