My head hurts so much.
When Song Nuan regained consciousness, before she even opened her eyes, a host of discomforts rushed out of her body.
As soon as she opened her eyes, they were dry and painful, so dry that she immediately closed them again.
It was quiet all around.
Not long after, someone seemed to come in. The footsteps were very light. As they passed in front of her, she smelled a unique, cool fragrance that she had only ever smelled on one person.
"What are your plans to do with Cheng Yi?"
This is An Sze's voice. Unlike his usual carefree tone, his voice sounds very calm and steady now.
Song Nuan pricked up her ears.
My hand instinctively gripped the bed sheet.
"You found her?" Li Jingchen asked calmly.
“She was intercepted on her way to the east of the city, and Zhou Jing went to pick her up.” An Szeze put his hands in his pockets and glanced at Song Nuan. “Given Cheng Yi’s status, we can only handle this matter leniently.”
Li Jingchen remained silent.
Song Nuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she waited for a long time without receiving his reply.
An Sze continued, "Cheng Yi did go too far, but Lao Li, if you want to take this seriously, Zhou Jing won't agree."
"So Song Nuan deserved it?"
"..."
The two seemed to have nothing to say to each other, and the air remained silent for a long time.
An Sze sighed deeply, "Forget it, I also have some fault in this matter. Knowing that Cheng Yi... I still used Song Nuan as a shield. If I had explained things clearly earlier, perhaps this wouldn't have happened."
He wanted to share the responsibility.
How could Li Jingchen not understand?
This was also a tacit plea for Ouyang Chengyi.
Li Jingchen opened the window, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and fiddled with the lighter, but didn't light it for a long time.
Finally, he threw the cigarette away.
“I can let it go.” Apart from his naturally sharp eyes and brows, almost no other emotion could be seen on his face. “As long as Song Nuan doesn’t pursue the matter.”
He watched the surveillance footage.
Not only him, but also An Sze-tse and Ouyang Zhoujing watched it.
Perhaps they didn't know, but Li Jingchen knew very well that with Song Nuan's fighting ability, she had every opportunity to escape, but she didn't, and instead chose to stay.
She willingly allowed herself to be bullied... What was she trying to do?
Li Jingchen didn't know, but he could vaguely guess some of it.
Then, the door opened.
An Sze turned his head and saw Ouyang Zhoujing's figure. He craned his neck to look behind him and asked in a low voice, "Where's Cheng Yi? Didn't you bring her with you?"
Ouyang Zhoujing was constantly running back and forth, and looked somewhat haggard.
“She’s emotionally unstable, and I’m worried she might affect others.” He changed the subject, “Song Nuan hasn’t woken up yet?”
Li Jingchen gave a faint "hmm".
He said, "We'll discuss how to handle this once she wakes up."
After listening for a while, Song Nuan couldn't figure out any solution, and she couldn't even fathom Li Jingchen's true attitude towards the matter. The decision fell back to her, who was still 'unconscious'.
Did he think that she wouldn't dare to confront the Ouyang family head-on, so he gave her the pretext of making the decision?
Actually, I was just certain that she would downplay the issue and make it disappear.
Song Nuan sneered inwardly and slowly opened her eyes.
Li Jingchen had his back to her and didn't notice; it was Ouyang Zhoujing who saw it first.
"She's awake."
Several people looked over at the same time.
Only Li Jingchen's gaze was full of worry, which made Song Nuan's eyes hurt even more. "How are you? Are you still cold? Is anything bothering you?"
"I'm fine."
She habitually smiled, and with a slight movement of her body, Li Jingchen knew what she was going to do and gently helped her sit up.
Ansze was used to this scene.
But when Ouyang Zhoujing saw it for the first time, his brows furrowed into a tight knot.
Although it was shocking news that Li Jingchen got close to a woman, he thought that Li Jingchen's feelings for Song Nuan were just ordinary liking.
After all, for people like them, no matter how much they like a woman, nothing is more important than real power and benefits.
But now...
He seems to have misjudged the situation.
"I didn't expect it to be so lively," Song Nuan joked casually.
If it weren't for her pale, bloodless face, they might have been able to laugh along.
Even the most unreliable An Sze remained silent and didn't respond to her comment.
However, this quiet period did not last long.
Ouyang Zhoujing said, "Song Nuan, I understand what happened. It was my sister's fault. I apologize to you on her behalf. I know you feel wronged..."
"Are you feeling wronged?" Song Nuan interrupted him, her fluttering deer eyes fixed on him, a half-smile on her face.
Ouyang Zhoujing didn't understand what she meant.
"I was bullied by her, shouldn't I be angry? Why should I feel wronged?"
Her voice was as cold and clear as the winter, chilling and sharp, "Is it because she tied my hands and feet and stripped me of my clothes, humiliating me in such a way, that you think I should feel wronged instead of angry?"
Ouyang Zhoujing's face instantly turned somewhat pale.
He opened his lips, but didn't know what to say.
An Sze touched his nose, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Song Nuan calmly shifted her gaze to him. "Young Master An, this matter has little to do with you. I agreed to meet with Ouyang Cheng because I wanted to explain our relationship to her."
"Actually, you could have told me."
“I did want to tell you, but she smashed my phone.” She smiled. “If I had known your relationship was so complicated, I wouldn’t have agreed to pretend to be your girlfriend at the banquet that day.”
Actually, I still resent him.
An Sze admitted it, after all, he had indeed wronged Song Nuan.
He looked at Li Jingchen with embarrassment and pleaded in his eyes.
Li Jingchen pursed his lips. Ever since Song Nuan learned his identity, she felt that he was different in every way. The title of heir of the Li family was a filter; he had become even more aloof and noble.
"Nuan Nuan, are you hungry?"
His transition was abrupt and abrupt.
Song Nuan actually didn't want to face him the most, so after she retorted to Ouyang Zhoujing, she also made sarcastic remarks about An Size, but she ignored Li Jingchen, who was closest to her.
She pretended not to hear.
The man pulled out a thermos from somewhere and stubbornly continued, "I made ginger soup, drink some to warm yourself up."
"Did you cook this yourself?"
Li Jingchen didn't know why she asked that, but he nodded nonetheless.
Song Nuan wanted to laugh, and she actually did.
Her laughter was restrained, and she deliberately controlled it, so it was almost inaudible, soft, and sounded so weak and powerless.
The group was unsettled by her appearance.
"Nuan Nuan, are you feeling unwell?" Li Jingchen asked.
"No, bring it here."
The ginger soup was spicy yet sweet. After a few sips, a warm feeling slowly spread from her throat to her whole body, and Song Nuan felt that her hands and feet were no longer so cold and stiff.
She handed the water glass back, and Li Jingchen naturally took it. Song Nuan said, "Thank you."
Li Jingchen's hand froze.
No, that's not right at all. Song Nuan is being too polite.
"you--"
"Should I call you Lu Ziyang or Li Jingchen?" She didn't even look him in the eye when she said this.
The air was eerily still.
"It's over," An Sze thought to himself.
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