Several pairs of eyes were staring intently at Song Nuan, as if they were all waiting for her to call Li Jingchen, especially the manager, whose oval eyes were so wide they almost popped out of their sockets.
Only he knew how terrified he was that Song Nuanzhen would actually make the call.
Song Nuan pursed her lips into a straight line, her face extremely pale. She called Li Jingchen to question him, which was tantamount to telling him directly that Ouyang Zhoujing was with her.
In that case, it's not a problem to have the manager check the room.
Sooner or later, Li Jingchen will find out anyway.
Song Nuan completely gave up, waving her hand irritably, "Do whatever you want, go in and investigate."
She didn't stop him, but the manager became afraid and dared not investigate.
The manager's legs trembled just thinking about living in Ouyang Zhoujing's room, knowing Li Jingchen, and daring to yell at Li Jingchen's special assistant.
While quickly recalling what he had done to offend Song Nuan and figuring out how to apologize to her, he gave the security team a meaningful look: "You guys go out and wait first."
The security team was puzzled, but obediently left.
After they left, the manager bowed and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, ma'am. As you heard from Assistant Lin, that's indeed the rule. We're just following it. After all, no one can afford to take responsibility if something goes wrong."
Song Nuan glared at him, "Then why did you remove the security guards? Aren't you going to investigate?"
“You’re one of us, so if you say there’s no problem, then there’s definitely no problem. It’s so late, and checking you out would disturb your rest.” He smiled wryly.
Song Nuan retorted, "If something happens to you, can you take responsibility?"
The manager was on the verge of tears, almost kneeling down and kowtowing to her.
Song Nuan wasn't the type to bully the weak. She just gave him a few words of reprimand to deflate his arrogance, and that was it. She waved her hand, signaling the manager to leave.
He felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran away in a flash.
Only after the footsteps outside the door completely disappeared did Song Nuan open the bedroom door. The moment she opened it, the man leaning against the door lost his balance and slumped towards her.
Caught off guard, Song Nuan was pinned down by a man who was over 1.8 meters tall. She couldn't withstand it and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the VIP room was well-equipped, with thick imported carpets on the floor, so falling on it didn't hurt or feel cold. However, Ouyang Zhoujing was quite heavy, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Hey, Ouyang Zhoujing."
Song Nuan pushed him, but she couldn't budge him an inch. She could clearly feel his lips brushing against her neck, as if he were kissing her.
She was certain that she had no improper thoughts about Ouyang Zhoujing, but the soft touch still made her body tremble uncontrollably as if she had been electrocuted.
“Song Nuan…”
Ouyang Zhoujing called her name softly, as if it were a murmur in his sleep.
For some reason, Song Nuan felt a chill run down her spine. She noticed that Ouyang Zhoujing was behaving strangely, but in this position, she couldn't see his face or body clearly and had no way of making a judgment.
"Ouyang Zhoujing, get up first."
He groaned softly, as if in great discomfort, but made no other movement.
Song Nuan asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
"It's hot and it hurts."
He sparingly uttered two words, and Song Nuan quickly followed up, "Where does it hurt? Are you injured? Your foot? Did I step on it just now?"
He stopped talking again.
Lying there like this isn't a solution. Even if Song Nuan doesn't mind being crushed to death, if Ouyang Zhoujing is really injured and his treatment is delayed, it would be a huge loss if serious problems arise.
The VIP room was well soundproofed, so Song Nuan gave up calling for help. Her eyes darted around, trying to find some useful tools. After looking around, her gaze settled on Ouyang Zhoujing's wrist.
He was wearing an iWatch with emergency rescue capabilities.
Song Nuan wasn't sure if it would work on the cruise ship, so she tugged at Ouyang Zhoujing's clothes, trying to get his wrist up so she could make a phone call with the watch.
However, their posture was really strange. Every time she moved, Ouyang Zhoujing would move as well. She had to use her other hand to wrap around his waist and hold him down, as if she were hugging him.
Suddenly, a surprised scream rang out from behind.
"What are you doing?!"
Several figures suddenly entered Song Nuan's line of sight. She and Zhong Qingya looked at each other, and something seemed to explode in her mind in an instant.
How did Zhong Qingya get in?
Song Nuan had only this one question, but now was clearly not the right time to ask it.
Zhong Qingya spoke first, "Song Nuan, don't tell me that you and Ouyang Zhoujing are innocent."
She was wearing a down jacket, her hair was tied up at the back of her head, and she looked very plain. Her appearance was not particularly outstanding, and without the help of makeup and clothing, she looked even more ordinary at first glance.
That's why her smug, gossipy expression at that moment was even more annoying.
Song Nuan said coldly, "Ouyang Zhoujing is injured. Are you sure you want to just watch the show?"
Zhong Qingya chuckled and stepped forward to help her lift Ouyang Zhoujing up. That's right, she didn't help Ouyang Zhoujing up, but simply lifted him to the side.
Song Nuan got up and called the staff.
The manager had only been gone a short while when he returned with the doctor, and he looked much more haggard than before.
"What's going on?" he asked Song Nuan gently.
"have no idea."
Song Nuan answered honestly that she really didn't know, but the manager was struck dumb, and his face turned several shades pale.
He had just been about to inspect the VIP room when he was caught without doing so. As soon as he left, Ouyang Zhoujing collapsed in the room... It would be best if Ouyang Zhoujing was alright; if anything happened to him, he would be held responsible.
He wiped his forehead. "Let's wait for the doctor's test results."
Song Nuan nodded.
Zhong Qingya looked at her with a half-smile, "Miss Song, I think instead of worrying about the safety of other men, you should think about how to explain things to Li Jingchen first."
Song Nuan looked at her, frowning, "What do you mean?"
She waved her phone, a smug look on her face. "I've already told him."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Nuan received a call from Lin Xuan.
Why is Lin Xuan looking for her at this time?
She hadn't removed Li Jingchen from her blacklist yet, and considering what Zhong Qingya had just said, Song Nuan could vaguely guess that the call was from Li Jingchen.
She hesitated and didn't answer.
"Miss Song, are you afraid to admit your mistakes?"
The cold, mocking voice rang out again. For the first time, Song Nuan felt that some people could be so annoying. Let alone their voices, even their breathing was an eyesore to her.
"Zhong Qingya." She didn't even bother with a respectful title, and there was no need for formalities between them. "If you're bored out of your mind, go to the hospital and get your head checked. Don't do things that are meaningless."
Zhong Qingya was not angry at all when she was scolded.
In her opinion, Song Nuan was just feeling guilty, which was why she was so angry.
“I am Li Jingchen’s fiancée. How can it be meaningless for me to get rid of his other woman?”
She gave a nasty smile and said, "You're the one who's meaningless."
The atmosphere between the two was tense and hostile.
The manager had just come out of the bedroom when he heard these words, and his back tensed up.
Song Nuan and Zhong Qingya both looked at him simultaneously.
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