Song Nuan glanced at her watch; it was only six o'clock. "Didn't you say eight o'clock?"
"The afternoon meeting ended early, haven't you eaten yet?"
Song Nuan hummed in agreement, then glanced back at the two women in the living room. "Yi Ran just got off work. Why don't you go first and send me your location? I'll come find you after I finish eating."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.
Then, Li Jingchen asked, "Do you have a lot of food at home?"
"Huh?" Song Nuan didn't react for a moment, but still answered truthfully, "It's okay, not a small amount, I just bought it this morning. Would you like to stay for lunch?"
"Okay, I'll park here."
"No..." Before she could finish speaking, the call was disconnected.
Wearing indoor cotton shoes, she ran to the window and, sure enough, saw a Ghost drive into the villa area and park precisely in the open space in front of her house.
The passenger door opened first, and Lin Xuan got out.
Song Nuan's eyes widened slightly. She had never seen anything like it before; she could even see Li Jingchen driving for his assistant.
While I was thinking, the driver's side door opened.
The face that appeared wasn't Li Jingchen, but... An Sze?!
Song Nuan was stunned. Almost at the same time, Li Jingchen walked out from behind An Sze. He was always very perceptive and saw her as soon as he looked up.
Song Nuan abruptly pulled the curtains shut.
This unusual movement attracted the attention of Fang Yu and Xu Yiran.
"Nuan Nuan, what's wrong with you? Why are you reacting so strongly? Did you see a ghost?" Xu Yiran, who always loved to join in the fun, got up to come over and take a look, but Song Nuan pulled her back.
Currently, only Xu Yiran knows Li Jingchen's identity.
Fang Yu knew nothing and probably thought he was Lu Ziyang.
"Well..."
The doorbell suddenly interrupted Song Nuan before she could finish her sentence.
Fang Yu had already gotten up to open the door.
Three tall men, each over 1.8 meters tall, suddenly appeared before them. They stood together, completely blocking the door, and not a single cold breeze could get in despite the deep winter weather.
Li Jingchen led the way into the house.
Xu Yiran was dumbfounded. Although she had met him before, she had called him after she learned that he was Li Jingchen.
As if sensing her gaze, Li Jingchen glanced at her, his expression indifferent and cold.
Xu Yiran's heart clenched.
She pulled Song Nuan close and whispered, "Nuan Nuan, why is he here?"
Fang Yu had already greeted them politely, "President Lu, President An."
An Sze waved his hand dismissively, "I'm just here to freeload, so don't call me 'President An' or 'I'm here at the company.' Just call me Sze."
"Free meal?"
Lin Xuan had already entered the kitchen, skillfully took out the ingredients, tied on an apron, and started cooking without saying a word.
Li Jingchen followed him inside.
Xu Yiran stared in disbelief, “Song Nuan, he he he he…”
Song Nuan silently covered her mouth.
The meal was quite awkward. Song Nuan barely ate anything, only taking a couple of bites before saying she was full and pulling Li Jingchen and the others away.
Long corridor clubhouse.
As soon as he entered, An Sze introduced the place to Song Nuan, “Nuan Nuan, we have six floors in total. The first floor is for regular customers, the second floor is a bar, the sixth floor is my office, and the rest are VIP areas.”
Song Nuan nodded as she walked.
The club's decor was nouveau riche; the moment you stepped inside, you were struck by its opulent and ostentatious style. Song Nuan was almost blinded by its brilliance; she simply couldn't stand it.
She asked An Sze, "Is this decorating style for real?"
"You think it's a bit old-fashioned too, right?"
also?
Song Nuan: "Didn't you approve this renovation?"
An Sze chuckled coldly twice, glancing at Li Jingchen without saying a word.
"He targeted his clientele at the low-to-mid-range level; the decor was too high-end, and his clients wouldn't appreciate it," Li Jingchen explained calmly.
Song Nuan didn't know how to respond.
It was so...uncool that she couldn't accept it.
An Sze-tse booked a private room. The room's decor was inconsistent with the overall style of the club, being simple yet sophisticated, clearly a private room that An Sze-tse had reserved specifically for himself.
The private room was crowded with people, both men and women.
The men were dressed in suits and ties, while the women were sexy and alluring, surrounding the men, pouring them drinks and feeding them fruit.
Song Nuan found it a bit too much to bear.
"Remove everyone," Li Jingchen ordered.
An Sze waved his hand, and the women got up one after another, took their things and left, and the atmosphere in the private room became much cleaner in an instant.
"Young Master Li has finally arrived."
"Who's this beautiful woman next to me? Young Master An, you've got a new girlfriend again?"
An Sze clicked his tongue and glared at the man, "Don't get anyone killed, or I'll tear your mouth apart!"
Someone, oblivious to the danger, asked again, "Could it be Young Master Li's woman?"
Ansze smiled mysteriously.
Li Jingchen took Song Nuan's bag and put it aside. He then called a waiter to bring her a cup of hot water. His actions were so smooth and efficient that everyone was amazed.
Song Nuan felt a little awkward, wondering what the point of An Szeze organizing this gathering was.
"Let me introduce you. This is Song Nuan, another partner in the corridor. Please be polite to her when you see her in the future," An Sze said with a smile, holding a wine glass.
Someone exclaimed, "Song Nuan?"
"What's wrong?"
"Isn't Young Master Li's sweetheart named Nuan Nuan...?"
This one sentence instantly caused a stir. Everyone immediately realized the identity of the woman in front of them and shouted in unison, "Hello, sister-in-law!"
Song Nuan: "?"
She twitched her lips, unsure how to respond. After thinking for a while, she said, "You've mistaken me for someone else. Li Jingchen and I are just ordinary friends."
Everyone was bewildered and looked at Li Jingchen.
Over the years, Li Jingchen has never had a woman by his side. The women he has brought out are definitely not ordinary friends. How could they be just ordinary friends?
Don't they understand Song Nuan? Don't they understand Li Jingchen?
"Yes, we understand. My sister-in-law doesn't want to be too high-profile. Don't worry, we'll keep our mouths shut and won't let anything slip."
"That's right, we're all family, so don't worry, sister-in-law."
Song Nuan: "..."
She drank plain water helplessly.
She finally understood. It didn't matter what she said; these people only cared about Li Jingchen's attitude. As long as he didn't deny it, they would stubbornly believe that she was Li Jingchen's girlfriend.
What exactly is this man trying to do...?
Song Nuan was a little out of breath, so she made an excuse to go to the restroom and got up to leave.
As soon as she left, the atmosphere in the private room instantly became lively.
"Young Master Li, is that beauty really your girlfriend? Isn't she the married heiress of the Song family?"
"Yeah, Jing-ge, you're not kidding us, are you?"
Li Jingchen calmly swirled his wine glass. "Do you think I'm so free that I would bring a woman here just to amuse you?"
Upon hearing this, the group immediately understood.
This is my real sister-in-law.
Someone couldn't help but ask, "Is she divorced?"
"What's it to you?" Li Jingchen glanced at him, his eyes full of threat.
He shut up and stopped talking.
An Sze tried to smooth things over, "Alright, don't you know what kind of person your Brother Jing is? Asking about his woman is like asking him for his life. Just shut up."
After saying that, he squeezed next to Li Jingchen and lowered his voice.
"Old Li, tell me the truth, what's gotten into you tonight? You suddenly asked me to call someone over so you can publicly acknowledge Song Nuan. Aren't you afraid your wife will target her?"
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