"He's investigating someone."
Song Nuan expressed herself subtly, but she felt that with Li Jingchen's sensitivity, he should be able to understand her unspoken meaning.
He hummed in agreement. "You're interested too?"
She nodded.
"Are you interested in the people he's investigating, or in the things related to him?" His tone was sarcastic, with a hint of obvious anger.
Song Nuan had just opened her mouth to explain when the man interrupted her—
"The person he's looking for is already dead. Your interest is useless. Not only you, but he won't find anything out either."
"Dead?"
"Dead."
His tone was as calm and certain as ever, and Song Nuan instinctively didn't want to believe it. "How do you know? The villagers only said he was missing."
Upon hearing this, Li Jingchen smiled, as if mocking her naivety.
"In this remote and impoverished area, how could someone disappear? Don't underestimate how familiar the villagers are with the area. So many people go up the mountain to work every day, and no one has seen him in all these years. Do you think he could still be alive?"
Song Nuan was momentarily speechless at his words, but then retorted, "Why not?"
Li Jingchen stared intently at her.
After a long pause, he gave a cool, mocking laugh. "You're so nervous because you want to help Zhou Jing find this person?"
"I want to find him."
Li Jingchen's face was terribly gloomy. He slammed the medicinal wine down with a loud bang.
"But it's not for Ouyang Zhoujing; it has nothing to do with him."
"Then what for?"
The man was aggressive, as if he wouldn't let her go until he got a satisfactory answer from her.
Song Nuan knew she couldn't fool them anymore.
Actually, there was nothing to hide from him about the Song family's affairs, and besides, he already knew more or less about them. Even if she didn't tell him, if he wanted to know, he could send someone to investigate and find out anytime.
It's no challenge for him at all.
She took a deep breath, and just as she opened her lips, her phone rang suddenly.
Song Nuan was stunned for a second before she came to her senses and reached out to take it. When she looked up, she saw the man's resentful and dissatisfied eyes.
Pretending not to see, she could only turn her back to him because of her limited mobility, and then answered the phone, "Fang Yu, what's wrong?"
"Miss Song."
Instead of Fang Yu's voice, a deep and refined male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Before Song Nuan could ask, he introduced himself, "I am Jing Chen's father."
Song Nuan was stunned. Had she heard correctly? Who was Li Jingchen? His father?
She turned slightly to the side, glancing at the man behind her out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that his expression was normal, she asked, "Does he know you came to see me?"
Li Guanyu smiled. "It doesn't matter whether he knows or not, especially since he should be by your side now. If you want to tell him, I won't stop you."
Such frankness left Song Nuan somewhat at a loss.
"Did you need something from me?"
"My birthday is coming up soon. If you're not busy, Miss Song, I'd like to invite you to the banquet."
invite?
Li Guanyu's politeness made Song Nuan suspect that he might have ulterior motives.
"As a junior, I wish you a happy birthday first. But to be honest, given my status, I shouldn't be qualified to receive this invitation."
She said calmly, "If you have anything else to say, you can say it directly. I will definitely help if I can, but the banquet is really out of the question. Unfortunately, I am not in Liangcheng right now."
Li Guanyu's opinion of her changed somewhat.
Her words were well-paced and impeccable, no wonder they attracted Li Jingchen's attention.
However, although the performance was good, it was not particularly outstanding.
Which child raised by a wealthy and powerful family doesn't have high emotional intelligence and IQ?
Li Guanyu only came to find her because of Li Jingchen; otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered wasting his time on an unknown, ordinary woman.
"Jing Chen was so eager to go to Yunxian to find you that he didn't even want to attend my birthday banquet, which is my father's birthday celebration. We only see each other four or five times a year. We can avoid seeing each other at other times, but I don't want him to be absent on my birthday."
Old man.
She said she would help, but that was just a polite way of saying it. How could he actually ask for help?
Song Nuan thought to herself, and this time she didn't hold back, turning her head directly to stare at Li Jingchen, the source of all the trouble—
She knew better than anyone that Li Jingchen wouldn't easily change his mind once he made up his mind, and his decision not to attend Li Guanyu's birthday party was definitely not just to find her.
This father and son must be using her as a shield.
She sneered inwardly, but her tone remained gentle and polite: "Don't worry, I will tell him to go back to the banquet on time."
"Miss Song, this is not a message relayed."
Li Guanyu gently reminded her, "You absolutely must bring him back. I've already arranged the flight; he'll be in Yunxian to pick him up at 6 PM this afternoon."
"beep--"
The coldness in Mang Yinsheng's voice paled in comparison to Li Guanyu's undisguised and direct exploitation.
Fang Yu took back her phone, and Li Guanyu left without stopping.
She was still confused.
Song Nuan was the same.
"Whose call was that?" Li Jingchen asked her while packing his luggage.
For some reason, Song Nuan felt inexplicably annoyed, with a tightness in her chest, especially when she saw the pile of luggage. She stopped him irritably and said, "Stop packing."
"What's wrong?"
Since I'm leaving in a few hours anyway, why bother taking my things out?
She silently finished speaking in her heart before replying to him in a low voice, "Your father's birthday is in two days, why do you still have to come to Yunxian at this time? You should go back."
He kicked the suitcase aside, turned to look at her, and asked, "Did he contact you?"
Song Nuan remained seated without answering.
"when?"
"……Just now."
Li Jingchen chuckled. Li Guanyu was quite quick; he had just arrived in Yunxian County when he immediately contacted Song Nuan.
Judging from his reaction, Song Nuan knew that her guess was pretty accurate.
She was a little angry, but she didn't show it. She just said calmly, "He will send someone to pick you up at six o'clock this afternoon. You've been traveling all day, so rest for a bit now. I'll wake you up at five o'clock tonight."
Her words sounded very considerate at first glance, as if she had thought of everything for him.
Li Jingchen was not happy at all, his expression was terribly cold, "When did I say I was going back? Song Nuan, I don't care what you promised him, as far as I am concerned, if I didn't promise something, I didn't promise it."
"Whatever you want."
She didn't have much patience either. With a dark expression, she threw her phone on the table, shrank into the blankets, and ignored everything outside.
A short while later, the area around me began to sink.
Li Jingchen sat next to her, his unique scent wafting over her.
Song Nuan remained unmoved.
"You agreed to let me go back without even asking my opinion, and I wasn't even angry. Why are you getting angry with me?" He was quite helpless, but he had no choice but to coax her.
For some reason, Song Nuan was just very unhappy.
She kept quiet and ignored him.
"Not going to speak?" The man's tone rose slightly, carrying a hint of danger.
Suddenly, a large, cold hand gripped her waist.
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