Song Nuan was amused by him, and a mocking smile appeared on her face. "If it's business, then say it. If it's personal... we don't seem to have any personal matters that require us to meet in person and have a meal to discuss, do we?"
"It's a very important matter."
Song Nuan was too lazy to waste words with him and raised her hand to hang up the phone.
As if she had anticipated this, the other person suddenly spoke up a second before she pressed the hang-up button: "Don't you want to know about my father's illness?"
With her slender, delicate hands, she managed to bring the car to a stop.
After a moment of silence, Song Nuan said, "Send me the location. You don't need to come pick me up. I have a car."
He pursed his lips tightly, then relaxed them. "Okay."
Half an hour later, Song Nuan, wearing high heels, coldly and indifferently arrived at the French restaurant that was known for its romance.
Qin Yuchuan had booked a private room again.
That's hilarious.
No woman could resist the luxury of a private room, complete with professional violinists and pianists, surrounded by flowers, a candlelight dinner... all the romantic elements are piled together.
But in Song Nuan's eyes, it was just a waste of money.
Being in the same space with someone you dislike or even hate will turn even the most romantic things into something that you hate because of them.
She sat down with an air of aloofness. Qin Yuchuan handed her the menu, but she didn't even glance at it or take it.
Turning to the waiter, I said, "One black pepper steak and a sparkling water, please."
"OK."
Qin Yuchuan's hand froze in mid-air for a few seconds before awkwardly withdrawing it.
After ordering the food quickly, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but Song Nuan spoke first: "What's the inside story behind Uncle Qin's illness?"
"...It's related to Song Ningxue."
A flicker of surprise crossed Song Nuan's eyes, then she smiled, her gaze utterly mocking. "It's her again."
"Today, I met the boy who saved my dad at the coffee shop. He recognized Song Ningxue and told me all this."
For some reason, Song Nuan wasn't too surprised.
Before the surgery, Song Ningxue seemed worried about Qin Guangsheng's comfort, but in fact she kept instigating and provoking Qin Yuchuan, telling him not to trust Lu Ziyang.
If Jiang Qi hadn't agreed to return for the surgery, the outcome of that surgery would have been easy to predict.
"Oh, so you said you were going to the hospital to see Uncle Qin, but you ended up going to the coffee shop to meet Song Ningxue?" Song Nuan smiled faintly. "Today isn't a day off."
They ignored the company and also ignored Qin Guangsheng.
Qin Yuchuan hurriedly explained, "No, I went to the hospital. Song Ningxue said she needed to sign a contract, so I went to see her."
Song Nuan keenly caught the key words.
Her gaze suddenly sharpened as she stared directly at him. "What contract?"
Qin Yuchuan was taken aback, his expression one of annoyance.
You absolutely mustn't say that he bought Song's shares for Song Ningxue. Song Nuan cares most about the inheritance rights of Song's company. If she finds out, the relationship between the two, which has finally eased up, will probably fall to a freezing point again.
"nothing."
He took a sip of water and said calmly, "I broke up with her. We signed a breakup agreement."
Song Nuan: "..."
That's it?
She had no interest in their love-hate relationship, and kept her head down, playing with her phone without saying a word.
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
Qin Yuchuan gave the waiter a look, and suddenly the melodious and soothing sound of a piano began, creating a romantic atmosphere.
Song Nuan remained unmoved, not even lifting her eyelids.
Qin Yuchuan was a little embarrassed. "Song Nuan, Song Ningxue and I broke up, and I miscarried. Let's not get a divorce, let's live a good life together, okay?"
Song Nuan looked up at him, "What did you say?"
Qin Yuchuan thought she hadn't heard him, so he raised his hand to signal the musicians to turn the volume down, and then repeated what he had just said.
"Are you out of your mind or am I out of my mind?" Song Nuan showed no mercy.
Qin Yuchuan's face turned pale and then red, clearly angered by her tactlessness, but he still patiently said, "Qin's is doing very well now. What good will it do you to divorce me? Go back to take over the mess that Song's family made? Or do you want to rely on Lu Ziyang's money from his relationship with a rich woman to support you?"
"Smack—"
The crisp sound of a slap abruptly interrupted the beautiful music.
Everyone stared at Song Nuan in shock.
She withdrew her hand and twisted her wrist. She used considerable force, and Qin Yuchuan's face was slapped to the side, with faint red marks still visible.
Do you think you're very high and mighty?
Song Nuan chuckled softly, her voice light and cold, "A cheating scumbag like you doesn't even have the right to have dinner with me. I'm sitting here today because of your father, not because of you."
The staff couldn't resist gossiping.
"So beautiful and she still got cheated on..."
"The guy is good-looking, but he's a womanizer and a jerk. He got bored with the mistress and came back to the original woman to beg for reconciliation."
"It felt so good to be beaten!"
Qin Yuchuan stared at Song Nuan with a sinister look in his eyes.
Knowing that he was always concerned about his image, Song Nuan chuckled and raised her voice, "You can't even stand this?"
"Song Nuan, that's enough! Don't push your luck!"
Song Nuan covered her mouth and burst into laughter.
"Am I being too kind to you? Before you came back to China, the company was well-organized and stable. But as soon as you returned, you ruined it. I was the one who negotiated the key project to save the company, wasn't I? You should be worried about what benefits you'll get from me leaving Qin's Group. Will the company be able to operate without me?"
After saying that, she kicked the chair away and turned to leave.
Qin Yuchuan was left alone in the same place.
*
On the weekend, Song Nuan was having dinner with Xu Yiran.
I suddenly received a call from Lu Ziyang.
His deep, pleasant voice rang out, "You're at the Global Center?"
How did you know?
As she spoke, she turned her head to look around, but did not see Lu Ziyang.
At the intersection, the man in the back seat of Ghost chuckled softly and gestured to Lin Xuan, signaling him to pull over.
I see you.
Where are you? I can't see you.
"Wait a minute." He uttered those two words coldly before hanging up.
Song Nuan pursed her lips, put away her phone, and Xu Yiran, seeing this, asked her, "Who was that?"
"A friend."
She simply said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
A few minutes later, a long shadow was cast. They had deliberately chosen a well-lit spot, but now it was blocked and suddenly it was dark.
Xu Yiran had a fiery temper, and she looked up fiercely, saying, "You're blocking our way..."
She froze, her fierceness vanished, and her eyes instantly became clear and bright.
Song Nuan looked up and smiled, "You're around here?"
The man hummed in agreement and sat down next to Song Nuan with practiced ease. Then, noticing Xu Yiran, he asked, "May I sit here?"
Song Nuan: "...You've already sat down."
Xu Yiran nodded frantically.
My god, he's so handsome, so incredibly good-looking, is this even a human face?
She suppressed her excitement and tried to be as friendly as possible: "Song Nuan, is this the friend who called you just now?"
friend?
Lu Ziyang raised an eyebrow slightly. This was how Song Nuan introduced him to her friends.
"Yes, it's him."
"Wow, when did you meet such a handsome friend? Middle school? High school? College? We don't have anyone like him at our college!"
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