Chapter 35 Don't get in my way.



Li Shengwei looked at Song Nuan with such hatred that he wanted to tear her to pieces.

His team spent three years developing the core production line, hoping to make it a star product at the new product launch and take the top spot in the industry.

I didn't expect to receive a bunch of defective products!

He just couldn't swallow this insult.

"Mr. Li, that's true, but we still have to prepare the apologies and gifts that should be given as compensation," Xie Lingyu coaxed him sweetly, presenting him with the expensive wine she had prepared.

She looked at Song Nuan.

She gave the gift, so it was naturally Song Nuan's turn to apologize.

“President Li, this was our oversight,” Song Nuan smiled politely and filled her glass with wine. “I will punish myself with three drinks.”

The table was set with high-proof liquor. Although the glasses were small, three glasses in a row would be enough to make even an old drunkard sick.

Song Nuan drank it all without spilling a drop.

Li Shengwei couldn't help but glance at her again.

Xie Lingyu reacted quickly, smiling, "President Li, look, Xiao Song has also had some wine. As for the cooperation..."

"You think you can just throw away my multi-million dollar project with three drinks? What kind of cooperation is so easy to negotiate?" Li Shengwei scoffed, his expression much more relaxed than before.

Xie Lingyu understood and handed two bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor) from the table to Song Nuan.

“Mr. Li is right, we haven’t shown enough sincerity.” She frantically winked at Song Nuan, “Little Song, why don’t you go over and toast Mr. Li?”

Song Nuan stood still. She was there to solve the problem. Three cups as punishment was enough. Why was she being made to keep drinking? Was this never going to end?

"Mr. Li, I'll handle the public opinion issues caused by the unexpected press conference. I've already prepared a remedial plan." Song Nuan put down her drink and took out the documents. "Would you like to take a look?"

Li Shengwei snorted coldly, refusing to buy it.

His assistant, who was sitting next to him, said, "Ms. Song, we are already taking steps to remedy the situation. You don't need to worry about it."

Upon hearing this, Song Nuan smiled and picked up the wine bottle.

If they were trying to remedy the situation, they wouldn't be meeting with the Song family's representatives now.

Seeing them serves not only as a way to vent, but also as a way to assign blame.

This statement was merely an attempt to force her to take a stand.

"After I finish this bottle, Mr. Li, could you please tell me the details of the plan?" Song Nuan asked with a smile, her smile concealing a subtle hint of arrogance and confidence.

Li Shengwei: "I said two bottles, and that means two bottles."

Song Nuan could only look to Xie Lingyu for help.

She's already drunk three small glasses of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and if she drinks two more bottles now, she probably won't be able to speak fluently later.

"Director Xie..."

Just as she opened her mouth, Xie Lingyu's phone rang. She glanced at the screen, smiled, and told Li Shengwei that she was going to answer the call. As she walked out, she urged Song Nuan to hurry up.

"What are you standing there for? Mr. Li told you to drink, so drink. Stop dawdling. Do you still want to secure the project?"

Song Nuan: "..."

Xie Lingyu disappeared very quickly.

Song Nuan was caught in a dilemma: neither advancing nor retreating.

"If you can't drink it, then leave." Li Shengwei glanced at her. "I will definitely hold your company accountable for this."

Song Nuan gritted her teeth, opened the wine, and swallowed it with difficulty, sip by sip.

My throat and stomach felt like they were being burned.

After an unknown amount of time, she turned the wine bottle upside down on the table.

She could no longer stand. Holding onto the back of the chair, she managed to speak to Li Shengwei with the last vestiges of her clarity.

"Mr. Li, I will compensate you for your losses. I hope you can continue to cooperate with Song's on this project."

Li Shengwei was truly impressed with her at this moment; he hadn't expected her to have such a high alcohol tolerance.

Under the stark white light, Song Nuan's cheeks were flushed red from the smell of alcohol.

She was already beautiful, and when she first arrived, her capable and professional demeanor gave her beauty a slightly aggressive edge.

Now that she's drunk, her eyes are watery and delicate, making Li Shengwei's heart flutter.

He got up to help Song Nuan, his anger gone, and he smiled.

"Little Song, you're so sincere, the cooperation can definitely continue." He smiled wickedly and touched Song Nuan's waist, which was slender and soft. He immediately felt a surge of fire running through his body.

The assistant, unfazed, placed the usual sterilization bag on the table and got up to leave.

Song Nuan was drunk, not dead.

She calmly shook off Li Shengwei's groping hand and forced a smile: "Mr. Li, I'll keep that proposal. Please take a look when you get back, and contact me online anytime if you have any questions."

“Hey,” Li Shengwei teased, grabbing her, “why don’t we have a deeper discussion here about any problems?”

As he spoke, he reached out with both hands towards Song Nuan's chest.

Song Nuan was startled and quickly moved away.

The alcohol hit him hard, and he collapsed to the ground.

Li Shengwei laughed loudly and impatiently took off his clothes, "Little vixen, so eager?"

Song Nuan cursed under her breath, no longer caring about her image, and struggled to get up. The world spun around her, and even Li Shengwei seemed to have several clones of himself.

She was truly drunk!

"Mr. Li, I am Song Zhiren's daughter. You'd better not do anything reckless!" Song Nuan warned sternly.

But she was not fully conscious, so her words came out softly.

Li Shengwei scoffed, "Don't think that just because we share the same surname, we're related to President Song. His daughter's name is Song Ningxue, not Song Nuan."

He rushed over and hugged Song Nuan.

"You beast!" Song Nuan cursed.

She grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against Li Shengwei's forehead.

A loud noise came from inside the house. The assistant who was guarding the door was afraid that something had happened, so he wanted to go in and see what was going on.

However, as soon as the door opened, a white figure rushed in and shoved him aside.

"Damn it, grab her now!" Li Shengwei covered his forehead, burning with rage.

The assistant turned around and saw his boss with blood streaming down half his face; his expression changed drastically.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he went after Song Nuan.

Song Nuan ran entirely on her gut feeling.

She couldn't see the road clearly and stumbled as she ran, opening her phone and swiping through her contacts haphazardly.

Hearing someone chasing her from behind, she quickly turned into the private room in front.

But they ran headlong into a wall of flesh.

Her phone fell to the ground, and she didn't realize she had already dialed a number, clutching her throbbing head.

"Song Nuan?" the man asked in surprise.

"Help me..."

Song Nuan didn't see who it was, but when she heard that it was someone she knew, she relaxed and cried out for help. The next second, her body went limp and she fainted.

Qin Yuchuan quickly caught her, "Hey! Don't try to scam me!"

"Nuan Nuan? What's wrong?"

A hurried voice could be faintly heard.

Qin Yuchuan glanced at the phone on the ground, frowned, and picked it up. "Lu Ziyang?"

The number didn't have a name saved, but Qin Yuchuan had a gut feeling that the person on the other end was him.

"Qin Yuchuan?" Lu Ziyang's eyes turned cold. "What did you do to Song Nuan?"

Qin Yuchuan sneered, "What right do you have to question me? Are you my lawyer or my mistress? Song Nuan is my wife. Our affairs are none of your business!"

"you……"

Qin Yuchuan hung up coldly and turned off his phone.

Someone in the private room heard the commotion and called out, "Mr. Qin, what happened?"

"It's nothing, just ran into an acquaintance," Qin Yuchuan replied, calling over his assistant and handing Song Nuan to him. "Send her away."

Assistant: "Mr. Qin, where should we send it?"

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