Song Nuan was completely confused.
It was easy to tell from her expression that she didn't understand.
Ouyang Zhoujing was still quite patient. "It seems you've completely cut off contact with China after you went abroad. After you left, Song Ningxue..."
When she mentioned 'your husband', Song Nuan's brows furrowed noticeably.
Ouyang Zhoujing smiled faintly and changed his words, "We will launch an offensive against Qin Yuchuan and help him secure a cooperation. Although it is not as big as the Berlin project, it is still a big project."
"The two have a pretty good relationship."
Song Nuan gave a curt "Oh," and said, "Did you go out of your way to find out about this?"
"I'm not that free."
He picked up the tea and took a sip. The tea was dry and bland. To be honest, Ouyang Zhoujing had never drunk such bad tea in his more than 20 years of life.
So I quietly put it back.
Song Nuan didn't miss his micro-expressions; she almost laughed, but she held it in.
Even though Ouyang Zhoujing only took a sip, Song Nuan still added more tea to her cup.
Ouyang Zhoujing realized that she was doing it on purpose.
He smiled, not exposing the woman's vengeful thoughts, "I've told you everything I know. I won't let Cheng Yi contact Song Ningxue again, but Windsor... I can't guarantee that."
"Windsor is different from Ouyang Chengyi."
She had a much better impression of Windsor.
Ouyang Zhoujing found her naivety particularly laughable.
"Just a friendly reminder: wealthy and powerful families don't raise weak and kind-hearted people."
He spoke casually, but his words were extremely harsh: "People like this will be torn to pieces in family conflicts, and you won't meet them in a university where tuition is in the millions a year."
Song Nuan laughed, "Do you know how annoying you are?"
Ouyang Zhoujing was stunned for a moment.
Before he could even process Song Nuan's words, a sudden, brief sharp pain shot through his heart.
The discomfort in his chest made him bend over slightly.
Ouyang Zhoujing thought to himself, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
He smiled and said, "I'm all ears."
“I don’t need your reminder, Ouyang Zhoujing. There’s no friendship between us, and don’t use reminding me as an excuse to show off your superiority in front of me.”
Ouyang Zhoujing's smile faltered.
He had heard far more offensive things than this, but none had made him feel as embarrassed as Song Nuan's words.
After a long silence, he stood up and said, "Just pretend I was never here today."
Even so, Song Nuan still saw him out.
I hadn't walked far when I ran into a middle-aged woman from the next building.
When she saw Song Nuan, she greeted her warmly, "Honey, I received your gift! Did you make it all by hand? Your craftsmanship is amazing!"
"I'm glad you like it," Song Nuan said with a smile.
Is this your boyfriend?
The aunt's eyes darted back and forth between the two men with an ambiguous look.
Ouyang Zhoujing said, "No."
"Oh!" The aunt looked a little disappointed and said to Song Nuan, "That boy who came to deliver the gift earlier was also quite nice, very handsome. Was that him?"
Song Nuan: "...No, not really."
The disappointment on her face deepened.
Before leaving, he held Song Nuan's hand and said earnestly, "I'm good at judging people. Both of them are very good. If you can't choose, date both of them."
Song Nuan: "?"
She knew that people from country A were very open-minded, but this was the first time she had experienced a culture shock.
Ouyang Zhoujing was still standing next to her.
Song Nuan was so embarrassed that she scratched her toes on the ground and could only respond with awkward laughter.
Then he quickened his pace and left.
He walked even faster than Ouyang Zhoujing.
Ouyang Zhoujing walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, his mood indescribably complicated.
Song Nuan was already waiting for him at the gate. As soon as he approached, Song Nuan said, "You can see that too. I don't want others to misunderstand our relationship, so don't come looking for me unless it's important."
Of the three of them, Song Nuan least wanted to have anything to do with him.
Ouyang Zhoujing is a very cunning person.
From their first meeting, Song Nuan had a vague feeling that they were incompatible, and subsequent interactions confirmed her initial intuition.
"You're the first person to say these things to me."
When Ouyang Zhoujing spoke, his tone returned to that light, cheerful tone, "Song Nuan, you'll regret this."
regret?
These two words were not part of Song Nuan's life.
When he returned, Li Jingchen was already home. Hearing the door open, he rushed out of the bedroom, a look of anxiety on his face for a moment.
Where did you go?
He questioned, his voice somewhat cold.
After thinking for a few seconds, Song Nuan ultimately decided not to tell him that Ouyang Zhoujing had come.
"I wanted to go out and look for you, but I couldn't find you, so I came back."
Li Jingchen hugged her tightly.
The force was so great that it felt like it was trying to embed her body into its own flesh and blood, and Song Nuan felt uncomfortable all over from being strangled.
"pain--"
Hearing this, he relaxed a bit. "Song Nuan, don't wander off. Tell me where you're going, and keep your phone with you at all times, okay?"
Song Nuan frowned, feeling uncomfortable with his words.
The man's voice was sharp and cold, "If I open my eyes again and you're gone, I'll go crazy."
"Li Jingchen, what exactly do you take me for?"
Song Nuan brushed his hand away, feeling extremely irritated. "Was the person you were for the past three years the real you? Or were you just pretending to play the role of Lu Ziyang?"
Lu Ziyang is obedient and gentle.
Li Jingchen is domineering and impatient, and his emotions are unstable every day.
Of course, he also has a gentle side sometimes.
For example, when he was cooking today, Song Nuan would always imagine him as Lu Ziyang.
Which one is the real you?
"I'm sorry." Li Jingchen lowered his head, looked down at her, and said in a deep voice, "I was just afraid that, just like in China, I wouldn't be able to find you anywhere in the hospital."
Song Nuan scratched her hair in frustration.
She didn't know if her frustration stemmed from Li Jingchen's domineering nature or from what Ouyang Zhoujing had said.
If Qin Yuchuan really hasn't given up on collecting evidence of her infidelity, then her current cohabitation with Li Jingchen in Country A is simply courting death.
"Okay," she replied sullenly.
"Sweetie." Li Jingchen ruffled her hair. "I have an online meeting in the study. Call me if you need anything."
Song Nuan nodded.
She thought for a moment, then called Xu Yiran, "Yiran, there's something I need your help with."
"explain."
"Could you keep an eye on Song Ningxue and Qin Yuchuan's movements for me?" Song Nuan bit her lip. "I heard that the two of them have gotten back together recently."
Xu Yiran frowned. "Really? But I heard that Song Ningxue recently helped him secure a project."
It seems that what Ouyang Zhoujing said was true.
"Don't worry, you can focus on your own affairs and leave the domestic matters to me. Or you could have Fang Yu move in with me; she's still with Qin's Group, which would make things easier for both of us."
"good."
Song Nuan immediately messaged Fang Yu, who agreed to move in the next day.
She opened Qin Yuchuan's WeChat, typing and deleting words in the chat box.
After hesitating for a while, I still sent the message.
"Just because I'm abroad doesn't mean I don't know anything. Qin Yuchuan, the divorce isn't far off. Watch your distance from Song Ningxue, and don't feed the media."
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