Li Jingchen curled his lips into a smile, devoid of any emotion. "Did I say I was going to do anything to Cheng Yi?"
How could Ouyang Zhoujing not understand him?
Looking at the powerful and aloof man before him, he smiled, speaking in a joking tone, "By the time you really do something to her, I won't be able to protect her anymore."
Li Jingchen put the book aside, casually resting his hand on his lap, looking lazy and carefree.
"She misunderstood that Song Nuan was Sze's girlfriend, and a large part of her anger stemmed from that identity. Explaining it clearly and apologizing will solve the problem."
"explain?"
Ouyang Zhoujing sensed another piece of information, "You're planning to... go public with her?"
Actually, when he tacitly allowed An Sze to reveal the name of his sweetheart at the bar, it was already considered an open secret within the industry.
The connections within high society are terrifyingly powerful.
It doesn't take long to find out about someone.
Unfortunately, the Liangcheng social circle is only so big. After asking around, everyone found that only the Song family had the word "warm" in their names.
But everyone knows that Song Nuan got married.
So everyone assumed that his woman was not from Liangcheng.
“The Li family will not agree to you being with a divorced woman,” Ouyang Zhoujing said.
His tone was somewhat cold, and his already sharp features became even more icy and chilling due to the hidden coldness in his dark eyes. "I don't need their consent."
Ouyang Zhoujing raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
"Why don't you call Cheng Yi and ask where she is? I'll come pick her up."
Li Jingchen glanced at him, dialed Ouyang Chengyi's number, and unsurprisingly, it was also blocked.
He glanced at Ouyang Zhoujing and turned on the speakerphone.
"You've really grown some guts, even blocking me." Ouyang Zhoujing cursed under his breath, taking out his phone to call the police.
Li Jingchen said calmly, "Let Sze go look for him. If he can't even find him, then call the police."
Ouyang Zhoujing hesitated for two seconds, but still chose to listen to him and made a call to An Sze. An Sze called back shortly afterward.
"We found out that she's alright; she was just about to go out to dinner with her friends."
Ouyang Zhoujing's face darkened, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Where is she?"
An Sze: "I asked, but she didn't want to say. I guess she's afraid I'll take you there to cause her trouble. Alright, I'll call her again after she finishes eating, and I promise I'll bring her back to you."
Ouyang Zhoujing was finally relieved.
He received the news from the housekeeper that Ouyang Chengyi was missing halfway through the meeting, so he canceled the meeting at the last minute and rushed to the Li family, hoping that Li Jingchen would come forward—Ouyang Chengyi used to keep Li Jingchen from blocking her when she disappeared.
Now that he's resolved this troublesome matter, he has to return to the company to continue the meeting.
"They're gone."
Li Jingchen didn't even lift his eyelids. "Close the door."
Ouyang Zhoujing chuckled silently, feeling helpless and speechless. As he turned to leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned back. "There's something I forgot to tell you, about your woman."
The man on the sofa finally reacted.
He raised his head, his gaze falling lightly on Ouyang Zhoujing, his eyes practically saying, 'You'd better not bring bad news.'
"She's probably starting to doubt your identity."
"What?"
Even Li Jingchen was a little confused about what he meant by questioning his identity.
His questioning gaze quickly turned cold and sharp. "You told her?"
Ouyang Zhoujing showed no fear whatsoever, a half-smile playing on his lips. “I’ve revealed a little bit. Don’t rush to get angry at me. Here’s some advice: before she fully discovers it, confess on your own initiative. Perhaps the outcome won’t be so bad.”
A teacup flew straight towards him.
He simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged it.
Of course, the main reason is that the person who threw the teacup wasn't really going to fight him.
"roll."
*
After hanging up An Sze's call, Ouyang Chengyi put on sunglasses and looked at Song Nuan paying the bill not far away. She bit her red lips angrily, not even noticing that her lipstick had faded in one spot.
"You wretched woman, just wait till I get my hands on you!"
Her gaze was too direct and intense.
Song Nuan vaguely felt a strong gaze following her. She looked up and searched around, and saw Song Ningxue.
Ouyang Chengyi was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and his attire was not as elaborate and expensive as the previous two times. He was so plain that Song Nuan didn't recognize him and thought he was one of Song Ningxue's little followers.
So they naturally ignored it.
After paying the bill, Song Nuan carried two large bags and walked straight past the two women.
Song Ningxue called her, "Sister."
Song Nuan remained calm and composed, taking out her Bluetooth earphones and inserting them into her ears.
This complete disregard instantly enraged Ouyang Zhoujing.
She pulled down her mask, revealing the lower half of her face. "Hey, your sister's calling you. Are you deaf?"
“It’s you.”
Song Nuan recognized Ouyang Chengyi immediately, somewhat surprised. Her gaze shifted back and forth between Ouyang Chengyi and Song Ningxue, recognizing that she was wearing Song Ningxue's clothes.
"When did Miss Ouyang become so close to my sister?"
"Why do you care so much?" Ouyang Chengyi scoffed, arms crossed. "I have something to tell you. Come with me for a moment."
Song Nuan isn't stupid.
Ouyang Chengyi alone might not be a big deal, but with Song Ningxue by her side, things are definitely not simple.
She declined calmly, "I have urgent business to attend to. If Miss Ouyang has anything important or urgent to say, you can say it here. If it's just something trivial, we can talk about it next time we meet."
The elevator doors opened just then, and she stepped inside without giving Ouyang Chengyi a chance to reply.
Ouyang Chengyi was completely bewildered.
Song Ningxue reacted quickly and pulled her into the elevator together.
"How dare you refuse my request!"
Song Nuan found this rich girl's thought process really funny. "I'm not your servant or subordinate, and you don't pay me a salary, so why can't I refuse your request?"
These words carried a hint of sarcasm. Song Ningxue had spent the night with Ouyang Chengyi and knew how difficult this young lady was to please, with a terrible and explosive temper.
She couldn't help but feel secretly pleased, waiting to see how Song Nuan would be taught a lesson by Ouyang Chengyi.
To her surprise, Ouyang Chengyi remained calm.
She merely gave a haughty sneer, raised her chin, and after the elevator reached the first floor, unzipped her bag, took out a card, and threw it at Song Nuan.
"Is 500,000 in this card enough to buy you for an hour?"
Song Ningxue: "..."
This familiar tactic reminded Song Nuan of how she had thrown a bank card at An Sze last time to make her leave.
Song Nuan doesn't lack the 500,000 yuan, but there's no reason not to accept money given away for free.
She wanted to see what Ouyang Chengyi was trying to say.
"Can."
"You really are a money-grubber. I don't know what Brother Sze sees in you. You reek of poverty!"
Song Nuan picked up the bank card, her expression calm and unaffected by the insults. She even retorted, "Miss Ouyang seems to dislike me. Should I just leave and not bother you anymore?"
"You wish! You took my money and you think you can just run away!"
Not too stupid.
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