Cen Wan: "..."
She hadn't expected this person to be so sharp and merciless.
Cen Wan is gentle by nature, but she is, after all, a wealthy socialite, and has a sharp edge in her bones.
Feeling offended, he immediately lowered his voice several notches, his tone questioning: "Mr. Lu, my daughter-in-law and I were having dinner, and we did not invite you."
That's practically saying "get lost" outright.
Cen Wan thought to herself, "A person with good judgment should find an excuse to leave now."
Lu Ziyang remained seated calmly, leisurely flipping through the menu as he said, "Excuse me, Madam Qin, it was your daughter-in-law who invited me here."
Song Nuan: "?"
Shut up!
Receiving Cen Wan's questioning and interrogative gaze, Song Nuan quickly explained, "Mom, Ziyang is my friend. I don't have the money to hire a bodyguard right now, and there's a risk to my personal safety, so I can only ask him to accompany me."
Cen Wan disagreed, "Nuan Nuan, you can't bring just anyone around."
Song Nuan knew that Cen Wan meant well, but she still felt uncomfortable hearing her words.
Before she could speak, Lu Ziyang sneered, "Instead of lecturing others, you should go home and educate your son. Infidelity, asset grabbing, kidnapping and surveillance—with a spouse like that, Song Nuan wouldn't dare close her eyes at night without hiring ten or eight bodyguards."
Cen Wan's expression was undeniably unpleasant.
Lu Ziyang continued to provoke, "What, does Mrs. Qin not know about what President Qin has done?"
Cen Wan knew, of course she knew!
Lu Ziyang's tone was aggressive, his cold and hard features clearly showing his mockery, as if he would dare to retort with a thousand words if Cen Wan dared to say a single one.
The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
Song Nuan couldn't get a word in edgewise, her heart pounding. Now that it was quiet, she didn't know what to say.
I should have known better than to bring Lu Ziyang!
Song Nuan regretted it, and gently pinched Lu Ziyang's thigh under the table, forcing herself to change the subject: "Mom, what did you want to see me about today?"
Compared to when they first met, Cen Wan's expression was terrible.
She took a card out of her bag and handed it to Song Nuan, "Nuan Nuan, our Qin family has wronged you. This is compensation from your father and me. Please accept it."
Song Nuan hesitated for only a second before putting the card into her bag.
Based on what Qin Yuchuan did to her, even a hundred million yuan in compensation from the Qin family would be too little!
Seeing that Song Nuan did not refuse, Cen Wan breathed a sigh of relief, and the rest of the conversation was not so difficult to begin.
“I’ve seen what happened online. Ningxue and An Sze have no grudges against each other. Could you please ask An Sze to delete those photos he posted? Nuannuan, reputation is very important to a woman.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” Song Nuan refused without thinking. “Mom, Si Ze stood up for me because Qin Yu Chuan really went too far. As for those photos, if Song Ning Xue is truly innocent, I welcome her to sue me.”
Cen Wan frowned, "Nuan Nuan..."
"Aunt Cen," Song Nuan changed her address.
After finishing today's conversation, she felt she no longer needed to call Cen Wan "Mom".
"My attitude depends on Qin Yuchuan's attitude. Actually, I didn't expect it either. Our families have been friends for generations, and Yuchuan and I are childhood sweethearts. Why did things come to this? Is Song Ningxue really worth it?"
When he ordered people to throw away my luggage and freeze my bank cards, did he ever think about what might happen to me, alone on the streets?
Song Nuan sighed, her gaze deep, "We could have parted amicably."
Cen Wan opened her mouth, her lips moving, but the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat, preventing her from making a sound.
Song Nuan picked up her bag and stood up. "I'm not eating. I'm leaving, Aunt Cen."
Lu Ziyang glanced at Cen Wan, his expression full of sarcasm.
He despised the inaction of the Qin couple even more than Qin Yuchuan.
As the two reached the stairwell, Cen Wan suddenly called out to them, "Wait."
Song Nuan stopped in her tracks, and Cen Wan caught up with her and slipped a note into Song Nuan's palm.
She whispered, "Fan Yu has a friend whom I met once decades ago. This is his name and phone number."
Du Fanyu, Song Nuan's biological mother.
Song Nuan was overjoyed and looked at Cen Wan in disbelief, "Thank you."
This sound came from the bottom of Song Nuan's heart.
The moment they stepped out of the restaurant, a tall and imposing figure emerged from the staff break room.
Cen Wan looked at him, wondering how much of their conversation he had overheard. She hesitated, then let out a sigh.
Qin Yuchuan clenched his fists at his sides and turned to leave.
...
We finally got to eat this beef hot pot.
The only difference was that two more people were freeloading at the meal – Ah Xuan and An Sze.
Ah Xuan worked hard without complaint, assisting Lu Ziyang.
As for An Sze, he lay on the sofa and played the "Ice and Fire" game with Song Nuan for an hour.
At the dinner table, Song Nuan asked An Sze, "Young Master An, are you still planning to expose Song Ningxue online?"
An Sze-tse's Weibo post exposing Song Ningxue went viral.
Netizens, always eager for drama, commented: "A few photos don't prove anything. Could it be fake? An Shao, just release the solid evidence!"
The comments below piled up to over a thousand, becoming a top comment.
Ansze replied: "With what I have, killing her would be a piece of cake."
Song Nuan only discovered this after meeting Cen Wan.
First, Qin Yuchuan offered to buy out the deal, then Cen Wan persuaded her to have An Sze delete it...
Song Nuan was starting to get curious about the evidence An Szeze had.
Song Nuan: "Can I see your information?"
An Szeze grinned mischievously, "How much money is Nuannuan planning to spend?"
"...You still need money?"
“Even between brothers, accounts should be settled clearly.” An Szeze had a clear goal, pointing to the graffiti plaster doll in the glass cabinet, “That one, you have Lao Lu give me the plaster doll, and I’ll give you Song Ningxue’s material.”
Song Nuan made the final decision: "Okay."
Plaster dolls don't cost much. Once she inherits the Song family business, she can buy a whole wall of them for Lu Ziyang!
Just as Song Nuan stood up, a force suddenly pressed down on her shoulder, forcing her to sit back down.
“No.” Lu Ziyang stared at An Sze.
An Szeze, still harboring ulterior motives, said, "Nuan Nuan already agreed, it's not worth much money anyway, Lao Lu, aren't you stingy?"
Lu Ziyang retorted indifferently, "It's not worth much money, what are you going to do with it?"
An Sze: "..."
He wanted to ask Lu Ziyang why he was hiding this worthless thing like a treasure.
Last time, An Sze almost broke it, and Lu Ziyang got really angry with him.
Since then, An Si-ze has had his eye on it.
When his demands for the money failed again, An Sze gave up quickly.
Only Song Nuan's gossip spirit remained burning, "That gossip about Song Ningxue..."
"He's lying to you," Lu Ziyang said coolly.
Song Nuan: "Huh?"
An Sze chuckled, "Actually, I only have a few photos, and I posted them all on Weibo."
Song Nuan: "..."
She bit her chopsticks and said, "Then why did you tell netizens that the information you had could destroy Song Ningxue?"
Ansze shrugged. "Just kidding those idiots."
Well, everyone's been fooled.
Song Nuan was speechless, but then she thought about how the Qin family was living in fear because of An Sze's reply, and she felt a sense of satisfaction.
After finishing her meal, Song Nuan returned to the master bedroom and opened the note Cen Wan had given her.
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