Lin Xuan put down the glass, having drunk all the water in it, and poured himself another glass.
This is his fourth drink.
He was getting impatient, not because he didn't want to wait, but because he didn't want to hear what Zhong Qingya had to say. She was having a good time cursing, but she angered Li Jingchen, and he was the one who would suffer.
For this reason alone, Lin Xuan didn't have a good impression of Zhong Qingya.
This woman is such a troublemaker.
"Miss Zhong, my phone is about to run out of battery." Lin Xuan interrupted the spellcasting. He didn't know why Li Jingchen wanted Zhong Qingya to continue, but he had to stop him.
Zhong Qingya scoffed and handed the phone back to him.
Anyway, she said everything she should and shouldn't have said, and it's up to Li Jingchen to think what he thinks.
The phone was warm from her grip. Lin Xuan frowned in disgust, wiped it on his clothes without making a sound, and walked away, only stopping when he was sure Zhong Qingya couldn't hear him.
"President Li?" he tried calling out.
There was a long silence on the other end before Li Jingchen's voice rang out: "You should go back to Liangcheng first."
"Then Miss Song..."
“Ignore her.” He closed his eyes, each word feeling like a blade scraping against his heart, each cut excruciating. “Arrange a helicopter; I’ll go there tonight.”
"OK."
After Lin Xuan agreed, he turned his head and saw Zhong Qingya standing far away, but that didn't stop her from staring at him. When their eyes met, she smiled at him and waved goodbye.
Lin Xuan had goosebumps all over his arm.
He pretended not to see it, turned his head expressionlessly, and walked outside.
...
VIP room.
Song Nuan nestled on the sofa, her legs bent across her chest, leaning sideways on the armrest, staring blankly at the expensive carpet on the floor.
Ouyang Zhoujing was sitting opposite her.
In contrast, he was much more refined and elegant in his demeanor, though his face was somewhat pale, and at first glance one might think he was not in good mental condition.
"I'm sorry to have troubled you again."
Hearing this, Song Nuan looked up, her movements slow, as if she hadn't quite come to her senses yet. She shook her head slightly, "This has nothing to do with you. I asked you to bring me here."
"But in A-Jing's eyes, it's me coercing you."
Song Nuan bit her lip and remained silent.
She didn't know which matter Ouyang Zhoujing was referring to. Was it that she had gone to see Du Kangtao without permission, or that she hadn't refused to stay in his room?
"What do you plan to do?" Ouyang Zhoujing asked again.
"What do you mean, what to do?"
“If you don’t want to give up on A-Jing, then I’ll talk to him and explain, but I can’t guarantee he’ll listen. As for Zhong Qingya—”
Ouyang Zhoujing looked at her with gentle eyes and a more tender tone, "Although it's a bit troublesome, I will help you solve it."
Song Nuan was bewildered. "Solve? Solve what?"
It's no wonder she didn't understand; all she cared about was Zhong Qingya's marriage to Li Jingchen.
Their engagement, the annulment of which seemed like just something to amuse her, was a headache even for Li Jingchen, let alone Ouyang Zhoujing.
"Resolve the marriage between the Zhong family and the Li family."
Song Nuan's eyes lit up, her excitement barely contained. "You have a way?"
Her changes were so obvious that Ouyang Zhoujing couldn't pretend not to know.
One second she was huddled in the corner of the sofa, looking lonely and dejected, so she still couldn't let go of Li Jingchen.
He gave a slight twitch of his lips. "Well, do you believe me?"
"I……"
Song Nuan wanted to ask if she could trust him, but then she thought better of it and asked directly, "What do you plan to do?"
"An eye for an eye."
Song Nuan looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
Ouyang Zhoujing: "I was drugged last night."
"Drugged...?" Realizing what he was saying, Song Nuan's voice suddenly rose, and she looked at him with great surprise, "You were drugged last night? What kind of drug?"
After she finished speaking, she remembered that Li Jingchen had mentioned it briefly when she called him earlier.
However, she was too angry at the time to take those words to heart.
Who would dare to drug Ouyang Zhoujing?
She had a vague idea, but dared not believe it.
After all, she was the one who spent the whole night with Ouyang Zhoujing last night!
Although nothing happened between her and Ouyang Zhoujing after she woke up, what about when she was asleep?
After all, Ouyang Zhoujing was already in her room when she woke up.
She must know that since they had been intimate, her body couldn't possibly be completely numb. So Song Nuan was certain that Ouyang Zhoujing hadn't touched her, but what about the others?
For example, touching, or kissing.
These actions could have been performed while she was in a deep sleep.
Her scalp tingled, and she took a step back, looking at Ouyang Zhoujing with wariness and defensiveness.
Ouyang Zhoujing took in all her movements.
Is she afraid of him?
He sneered inwardly, but his face remained gentle, as if he were thinking of her. "When the drug took effect, you locked me in the room. To stay awake, I cut myself with a knife. Don't worry, I didn't touch you."
"Unless you agree."
Song Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, automatically ignoring the last sentence, "So your return wasn't a coincidence?"
"no."
"I thought you forgot to give me the room, so I came back."
Ouyang Zhoujing's expression changed slightly, which Song Nuan noticed, and she felt somewhat embarrassed. "I didn't mean to question you..."
Anyone would be unhappy if someone kindly offered their room but was suspected of having ulterior motives.
Thinking this way, Song Nuan decided not to dwell on his presence in the room anymore, since he had been framed.
Do you know who did it?
"There are speculations."
"Just a guess?"
"It's pretty much a done deal." He remained calm, showing no sign of impatience or desire for revenge or being tricked. "On the entire ship, besides Zhong Qingya, there's no one else as bold as her."
After saying that, he turned to look at her and asked, "Didn't you feel anything unusual about your body last night?"
Since Zhong Qingya was so determined to bring them together, she shouldn't have been so foolish as to drug only him. Drugging both of them together would have been the safest course of action.
"without……"
Before she could utter the word "yes," Song Nuan suddenly stopped, remembering that she had been sleeping soundly last night, but had woken up because her body was alternating between hot and cold.
Ouyang Zhoujing looked at her. "Really?"
She uttered a few words with difficulty, "Yes, alternating between hot and cold."
"That's it, we have the same symptoms."
"But why am I alright?"
"The dose you took should not have been much. Think back to where you ate and what you ate yesterday."
Song Nuan tried to recall the events, but it was too difficult. She hadn't slept well all night and had argued with Li Jingchen. Her mind was now filled with his affair with Zhong Qingya, and nothing else could enter her thoughts.
"There are some things I can't remember."
Ouyang Zhoujing didn't press her, "Then let's not think about it. You take care of me for the night, go and rest for a while."
Speaking of resting, Song Nuan was actually a little sleepy.
She couldn't help but yawn, looking around the room. Perhaps it was the trauma of last night, but she didn't really want to go in and sleep.
"I'll just take a nap here."
The sofa in the VIP room was quite comfortable, and Song Nuan was so sleepy that she could fall asleep on the blanket on the floor.
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