Ouyang Zhoujing interrupted her, "You've been here the whole time?"
The word "yes" almost slipped out of Song Nuan's mouth, but she held it back. She took care of Ouyang Zhoujing out of friendship, and besides, Ouyang Zhoujing had helped her so many times, she couldn't just let him fend for himself.
He admitted it, but was afraid that Ouyang Zhoujing would misunderstand.
After thinking for a moment, Song Nuan said, "No, I just arrived not long ago."
If it weren't for her obvious dark circles, Ouyang Zhoujing might have actually believed her.
Having roughly guessed her reason for hiding it, Ouyang Zhoujing simply smiled and didn't expose her. "Have you had breakfast?"
She shook her head, "Why did you..."
"Song Nuan, let's finish breakfast first. You haven't eaten in a long time; you look very pale."
After he said that, Song Nuan didn't press him further, especially since she was indeed a little hungry.
The VIP room service is the fastest. Not long after the food was ordered, the waiter pushed in a food cart. There were both Chinese and Western dishes available, and everything was prepared very well.
Neither of them spoke during the meal.
After a moment of silence, Ouyang Zhoujing took the initiative to start the conversation, "After I left my room last night, I went to the deck to get some fresh air and met Zhong Qingya. We chatted for a bit, then went to the bar for a drink. My memory after that is waking up in your room."
Did he meet Zhong Qingya last night?
Song Nuan responded with an "oh," indicating that she already felt a physical aversion to the name.
"Did you and Jing have a fight?"
"Um."
Ouyang Zhoujing pressed down on his lips, his expression calm yet tinged with worry for her. "Because of me?"
Song Nuan peeled the eggshell, "Not really."
Why is that?
“Zhong Qingya spoke nonsense in front of him, and he believed her.” She said this with a vengeful heart. Perhaps because she was isolated and helpless, Song Nuan hoped that Ouyang Zhoujing would join her in criticizing Zhong Qingya.
And indeed, things turned out just as she had hoped.
"Zhong Qingya is very shrewd," he commented simply.
"Let's not talk about her anymore."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone knocked on the door, three times in quick succession, with almost equal intervals between them.
Song Nuan got up to open the door, but Ouyang Zhoujing stopped her, saying, "I'll go."
She nodded and sat back down, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Ouyang Zhoujing's walking posture was a bit strange. It wasn't exactly eerie, but it was very unnatural, as if he were injured.
Outside the door.
When Lin Xuan saw that the person who opened the door was Ouyang Zhoujing, he narrowed his eyes, as if he could smell some gossip.
Lin Xuan raised his signature smile, pretending to be unaware, and said politely, "President Ouyang, I've come to pick up Miss Song and take her back to Liangcheng."
It was obvious without even thinking that it was Li Jingchen's order.
Having finally had a chance to spend time together, Ouyang Zhoujing didn't want to let Song Nuan leave easily.
To be even more selfish, her current conflict with Li Jingchen presents him with a perfect opportunity to take advantage of the situation. He only has a chance if they separate; if they meet, they might reconcile.
Does she know?
"Mr. Li told Ms. Song that if you are not at ease, you can call Mr. Li yourself to ask."
Hearing the sound, Song Nuan came out of the house. "Who is it?"
"It's me, Lin Xuan."
"..."
Song Nuan remembered Li Jingchen saying that Lin Xuan had come to pick her up to return to Liangcheng today, and she sneered, "Didn't he tell me to stay on the cruise ship and not go back to manage the company?"
Lin Xuan, unaware of what kind of conflict the young couple was having, replied in a businesslike tone, "I don't know. President Li only said to come and pick you up."
Song Nuan really wanted to go back.
She was afraid that Li Jingchen would get really angry and trap her on the cruise ship, taking the opportunity to do something to the Song family.
But the resentment that had accumulated over this period made her lose her rationality, and she inexplicably wanted to sulk with Li Jingchen.
“Call him now,” Song Nuan ordered.
Lin Xuan had no choice but to do as instructed.
The phone rang several times before Li Jingchen answered. His voice was cold, "What is it?"
Lin Xuan glanced at Song Nuan, "President Li, I saw Miss Song... and President Ouyang. Miss Song said that you told her to stay on the cruise ship and not return to Liangcheng, and asked me to ask you about it."
Li Jingchen: "..."
That damned woman! He just said those hurtful things out of the blue. Does she really not want to go back to Liangcheng and spend her whole life drifting at sea?
But he was the one who said it. Li Jingchen was used to being in a high position, and his pride made it difficult for him to bow his head easily, especially since the two of them were currently arguing and in a cold war.
He didn't speak, and Lin Xuan understood the answer from his silence.
He sighed softly in exasperation. Why did they have to have to start this now?
And couldn't Li Jingchen understand his hint?
He saw Ouyang Zhoujing, and Ouyang Zhoujing and Song Nuan were together at this moment. That's the important thing!
Lin Xuan said, "Miss Song, you heard it too."
He paused, then looked at Ouyang Zhoujing, "Mr. Ouyang, would you like to come back with us?"
"Let's finish breakfast first," the man said gently.
Li Jingchen on the other end of the phone finally realized something was wrong. His brows furrowed, and he asked coldly, "Song Nuan, who are you with?"
Lin Xuan answered quickly, "President Ouyang."
Suddenly, the air fell into an endless, deathly silence.
Song Nuan could even hear Li Jingchen's breathing, which was rapid and heavy, indicating that he was quite angry.
His displeasure made Song Nuan happy.
He shouldn't keep his distance from Zhong Qingya, and he should even get married!
After a long silence, Li Jingchen asked in a deep voice, "You spent the whole night with him last night?"
Ouyang Zhoujing: "Ah Jing, I've been drugged. Song Nuan is taking care of me. Don't overthink it."
Lin Xuan frowned.
Two words flashed through my mind instantly—it's over.
Sure enough, with a bang, Li Jingchen smashed something to vent his anger, his voice as cold as frost, "Ouyang Zhoujing, don't push your luck!"
"Everyone on the cruise ship is one of our own, you know them better than anyone else, and you're saying you were drugged?"
"Even if you were really drugged, with so many staff members on the cruise ship, didn't you know to ask for help? Is Song Nuan the only one who can take care of you?"
He sneered, clenching his fist and slamming it on the table. "What? You think you can fool me with such a lame excuse to fool that idiot Song Nuan?"
Song Nuan was inexplicably scolded, and she got angry.
"Li Jingchen, are you sick in the head?"
"Zhong Qingya just said a few words to you, her illogical nonsense, and you believed it all. If we're really talking about stupidity, who's the real idiot?"
She grabbed Lin Xuan's hand and started typing away into her phone.
As if afraid Li Jingchen wasn't angry enough, Ouyang Zhoujing chimed in, "Jingchen, you've really gone too far. Don't you know what kind of person Zhong Qingya is?"
Li Jingchen's breathing became rapid.
Great, that's wonderful!
He was too lazy to waste words with the two of them, and coldly ordered, "Lin Xuan, I don't care what method you use, whether you knock him out or tie him up, you have to bring him back to me!"
After saying that, he hung up.
Lin Xuan's head was buzzing; it really was a thrilling and chaotic battle.
After a moment, he looked at Song Nuan, a hint of pleading in his resolute eyes, "Miss Song, shall we go?"
Song Nuan's face darkened.
Leave? Where to? To argue with him?
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