The next second, with a thud, the steamed bun landed steadily in the trash can.
Song Nuan frowned and clicked her tongue, very dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude and behavior. Before she could even utter a word of rebuke, he threw away the whole bag of steamed buns on the table.
Not only that, he also threw the trash can outside the door, as if he was afraid of being tainted by the smell of the steamed buns.
Song Nuan laughed in exasperation, "If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Why throw it away? It's not for you."
She got up to go and bring the trash can back.
Although the steamed buns were wrapped in plastic bags, Song Nuan still felt disgusted that they had gone into the trash can. However, despite her disgust, she didn't actually want to eat them; she just wanted to make Li Jingchen unhappy.
Why should he interfere in her life as soon as he arrives?
"Do you still want to see Du Kangtao?"
The moment her hand touched the doorknob, before she could even turn it, Song Nuan abruptly stopped.
Li Jingchen pressed his advantage, "I just said that you have to listen to me in everything here. If you don't want to, then give up looking for Du Kangtao and come back to Liangcheng with me now. Once we're back in Liangcheng, you can vent your anger on me however you want."
That bastard!
Song Nuan gritted her teeth in resentment, but she really couldn't do anything about him. She turned around and sat back on the sofa, hugging her arms and curling up in the corner, completely ignoring him.
Li Jingchen smiled slightly. "What do you want to eat tonight?"
He often used the tactic of slapping someone and then giving them a sweet treat. Song Nuan sneered inwardly, but her expression remained unchanged, and she still politely ordered a few dishes.
"Seafood paella, foie gras, and steak."
The more she spoke, the more amused Li Jingchen's expression became, looking at her with a half-smile, "Are you sure you want to eat these?"
"If you can't make it, I can consider eating something else."
In a remote, mountainous area, where can you find these things? You might still be able to find foie gras and steak, but you probably can't even buy the cooking tools, seasonings, and other essential items for Western cuisine.
Song Nuan was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Is she holding a grudge against him for throwing away the steamed buns Ding Zhuang gave her, so she's now forcing him to bow his head and admit his mistake?
"What if I could do it?" The man's eyes were playful, but his tone was calm and confident.
"Then go ahead and do it."
He chuckled softly, turned, and went into the kitchen.
Hearing the clanging and clattering of kitchen utensils coming from the kitchen, Song Nuan couldn't help but turn around out of curiosity, only to find the door tightly shut.
She scoffed dismissively.
I turned my head and continued watching the old-fashioned, melodramatic romance drama on TV.
A moment later, Li Jingchen brought out two bowls of noodles and placed them in front of her. "Eat up."
This soup was plain and bland, consisting of only two green vegetables, an egg, and a few drops of oil floating on the surface.
She chuckled. "That's it?"
He had given her such a confident tone just now; she thought he could actually cook her some Western dishes.
Li Jingchen wasn't angry at being mocked. His expression was calm, and he even seemed to be asking with a sense of entitlement, "Don't you know what's in the refrigerator?"
Song Nuan stuck out her tongue and smiled, then buried her head in her food.
She was still quite hungry.
The noodles didn't look very appealing, nor did they taste very good. Song Nuan finished the whole plate simply because she was starving, and she hadn't eaten anything good in Yunxian in the past two days, so she wasn't picky anymore.
Li Jingchen is different.
Although he cooked enough for two people, he only tasted one bite of his own portion before calmly putting down his chopsticks and never picking them up again.
"Why aren't you eating?" Song Nuan asked deliberately.
"I'm not hungry."
He had never made anything so awful in his life; this was the first time.
Song Nuan chuckled inwardly, thinking he was just putting on an act, but she was still worried he would starve, so she said, "Let's go to Qiu Rong's place. He has a good relationship with the villagers and his supplies are quite plentiful."
He glanced at her and said, "Do you think I'm a beggar?"
Song Nuan really wanted to shut him up, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever, eat it or don't."
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from outside the window, making an unbearable noise.
She drew back the curtains and saw a helicopter circling in the sky not far away, seemingly searching for something.
How could there be a helicopter in a place like this?
Song Nuan thought of something and looked at the electronic clock on the wall. It was already six o'clock in the evening.
It must be the Li family who sent people to pick up Li Jingchen and take him back, right?
Her gaze unexpectedly met Li Jingchen's, and neither of them spoke.
About ten minutes later, the sound of the helicopter grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared.
Song Nuan couldn't hold back any longer and asked him, "What happened?"
Li Guanyu even called her to try and get him to come home, and even sent a helicopter to pick him up. She thought they would at least go through a few rounds of back and forth, but he just left like that?
"You really want me to leave?" he asked, seemingly unrelated to the question.
"I just don't want any ready-made troubles around me." She pouted, and for some reason, to be honest, she was quite happy that Li Jingchen hadn't left.
"You think I'm troublesome?"
He was clearly unhappy, his hand on her waist, but he loosened his grip. "If you don't want the hassle, come back to Liangcheng with me. I can still get him to drive it back now."
Song Nuan slapped his hand away, "I can't be bothered with you."
He turned around, but couldn't help but smile.
Suddenly remembering something, she turned back to him and said, "I'm going back to Liangcheng next week. Are you sure you want to stay here and look for Du Kangtao?"
They weren't really that different. The Song family couldn't do without her, and the Li family was probably the same; they likely couldn't do without Li Jingchen. Even with Lin Xuan around, there was still a lot of work that Li Jingchen needed to handle personally.
"I'll come back whenever you come back."
"That……"
Li Jingchen knew what she wanted to ask and interrupted, "Do you really think I can find someone who has been missing for nearly ten years and whose fate is still unknown all by myself?"
Song Nuan pursed her lips, her guilty expression betraying her thoughts.
He smiled helplessly, "I'll arrange for someone to help look for them. Whether I'm in Yunxian or not has little to do with finding them."
"That Ouyang Zhoujing?"
To be honest, she still doesn't understand why he came to Yunxian County to investigate in person.
Why are you bringing him up again?
Li Jingchen was genuinely angry. He pulled her into his arms, lifted her chin, and leaned down to kiss her, refusing to let go no matter how much she struggled.
Gradually, Song Nuan became flushed and felt oxygen-deprived, and Li Jingchen finally released her.
"You used to be a great kisser, but now you can't even breathe properly?" he teased.
Song Nuan glared at him and lightly kicked him. "Go find Ouyang Zhoujing and have him take you to Qiu Rong to get some ingredients. You don't want to go hungry tomorrow."
This means that he was allowed to stay.
Of course, even if she disagreed, he wouldn't leave.
Li Jingchen smiled faintly, in a good mood, "He went back."
"who?"
"Zhou Jing".
Song Nuan paused for a second, then exclaimed in surprise, "Why did he leave? Isn't he going to continue investigating the Wen family's affairs?"
“I’ll investigate for him.”
Song Nuan was completely bewildered and couldn't understand what the two of them were doing at all.
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