A flicker of panic crossed Li Jingchen's eyes.
"you……"
"How would I know?" Song Nuanfeng interrupted him nonchalantly. "When you wanted her to see it, did you never consider that I would also see it?"
Ouyang Zhoujing was completely confused.
"What do you see?"
After saying that, he turned to Li Jingchen and questioned him, "What did you do to Nuannuan?"
Li Jingchen's face was ashen as he stared at Ouyang Zhoujing, his aura chillingly cold.
Her gaze shifted between the two men. Song Nuan silently stepped forward and stood in front of Ouyang Zhoujing. No matter what, this matter had nothing to do with Ouyang Zhoujing.
She wouldn't allow Li Jingchen to take her anger out on him.
Taking the invitation out of her bag and placing it on the table, Song Nuan said, "Congratulations on your marriage, Mr. Li. I have other commitments the day after tomorrow, so I won't be able to attend your wedding banquet with Miss Zhong."
After saying that, she took Ouyang Zhoujing's hand and said, "Let's go."
The sound of footsteps faded into the distance.
Li Jingchen stood in the corridor, watching the two figures, one tall and one short, walk through the living room, change their shoes in the entryway, open the door, and then close it.
His gaze followed the door closely, but the last glimmer of hope in his heart was extinguished as the door closed.
She didn't turn around.
Every step they took after leaving Ouyang Zhoujing was so resolute.
He gave a cold smile, the curve of which held no hint of amusement, his eyes filled with bitterness.
A sound suddenly came from inside the house.
Composing himself, Li Jingchen resumed his usual aloof demeanor, stared at the room behind him for a few seconds, stepped inside, went straight to the balcony, and pulled down the French windows, letting in the night breeze.
Zhong Qingya glared at him.
Li Jingchen remained unmoved and tore off the tape from her mouth.
"What a show, Li Jingchen. Do you think this will make me give up the idea of marrying you?"
Zhong Qingya really hated him.
The thought of the two of them being intimate, the tenderness in Li Jingchen's eyes when he looked at Song Nuan, and his careful and protective manner made her want to strangle them.
On what grounds?
Why should I?!
Zhong Qingya burst out laughing, "I won't let you have your way. Song Nuan saw me when she was changing clothes. Do you think a woman would forgive you after knowing what you did?"
A flicker of emotion appeared in the man's calm eyes.
Zhong Qingya did not miss it.
She raised the corners of her lips smugly; as long as Li Jingchen was unhappy, she would be happy.
"Now that things have come to this, Song Nuan's choice of Ouyang Zhoujing is all your own doing, Li Jingchen. Don't be so self-righteous. You look down on Ouyang Zhoujing, but you're no better yourself!"
Li Jingchen chuckled softly.
"What are you laughing at?" she asked, puzzled.
The man took out a cigarette, the faint flame of the lighter tearing through the darkness of the night. He remained silent, repeatedly exhaling smoke, his Adam's apple bobbing, exuding undeniable sex appeal.
Zhong Qingya looked at him.
She hated Li Jingchen, but sometimes she couldn't distinguish her own feelings for him.
For example, right now.
His bathrobe was half-open, revealing the man's muscular chest. He was well-proportioned, with perfectly toned muscles. Smoke swirled around him, his eyelids were half-closed, and his long eyelashes trembled in the wind.
Incredibly sexy.
Humans are visual creatures. Even though Zhong Qingya had played with men of all styles, she couldn't remain completely calm when faced with Li Jingchen's face.
Suddenly, Li Jingchen looked up and met Zhong Qingya's gaze.
Her eyes flickered, but she stubbornly refused to look away.
Li Jingchen scoffed, utterly disdainful, tossed away his cigarette butt, stubbed it out with his toe, and said in a voice lower and hoarser than usual, "Zhong Qingya, do you think you're so smart?"
Zhong Qingya didn't understand what he was talking about.
"Take advantage of my inattention and make a commotion so Song Nuan will discover your existence," he said, gracefully crouching down and lifting her chin. "Do you think such provocation will work?"
"Don't you know perfectly well whether it works or not?"
Zhong Qingya retorted without backing down.
Li Jingchen smiled faintly, withdrew his hand, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, his face showed no emotion, but his brows clearly showed his disdain.
I really underestimated you.
He threw tissues at her and said coldly, "You better pray that Song Nuan was just saying that in anger tonight. If she really marries into the Ouyang family, then your good days are over."
After saying that, he closed the door and left with a cold expression.
The door from the balcony to the bedroom was finally unlocked.
Zhong Qingya got up cursing and jumped into the bedroom. She found scissors, struggled to untie her tie, and when she regained her freedom, her body was almost numb from the cold.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Pick up your phone and dial a number.
"Go to the bar and get me the CCTV footage from that night!"
"And the medical report, bring it to me by 5 p.m. tomorrow. If it's even a second late, you'll be sorry!"
After the other person said something, Zhong Qingya's expression improved.
After hanging up the phone, she rubbed her wrist, her face full of gloom, and muttered to herself into the void, "Song Nuan, Li Jingchen, you two just wait."
"I'll change my name if I don't bring you all to your deaths!"
"Depend on!"
...
At the entrance of the villa.
Song Nuan sat in the passenger seat, her hand resting on the car door, pressing her temples, her face full of weariness.
"I'm sorry," she said.
Ouyang Zhoujing turned to look at her, "Why are you apologizing?"
Why?
Song Nuan pursed her lips, knowing he was asking a question he already knew the answer to, but similarly, she couldn't clearly and frankly express the source of her apology.
Is she going to say that she apologized because she felt sorry for him after he saw her lying in bed with Li Jingchen?
She simply couldn't bring herself to say it.
"Tell me about what happened tonight."
Song Nuan could only change the subject, "You asked me to meet you, what did you originally want to talk about?"
"It's nothing really."
As he spoke, he opened the drawer, took out an exquisite silk box, opened it, and inside lay a diamond ring quietly.
Song Nuan guessed what was going on.
"you……"
Even if you didn't choose to marry me, we still have to go through the proper procedures.
His tone of voice is always calm yet assertive, making it impossible for anyone to refuse him.
Song Nuan's mind had completely shut down at this moment.
Ouyang Zhoujing found her inexplicably cute, smiled, took her hand, took off the ring, and put it on her finger.
The diamond ring feels cool to the touch and is a little loose, but only slightly. Overall, it won't fall off if worn normally.
"Time was too rushed, and I didn't have time to take you to the store to try them on. I chose this style myself, but I don't know if you'll like it. After the engagement banquet, I'll take you to customize a new one."
Song Nuan felt a mix of emotions.
Ouyang Zhoujing's sudden thoughtfulness gave her an indescribable, strange feeling.
"Zhou Jing, you don't need to go this far."
"For example?" he smiled faintly, "Getting married involves getting a ring, trying on wedding dresses, and buying a ring for your fiancée. These are just normal things. Why do you feel burdened?"
Song Nuan was even more embarrassed.
He saw right through her thoughts and, without any intention of hiding anything for her, simply said it directly.
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