Song Nuan felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
People kept coming up to greet Ouyang Zhoujing. Although they talked about trivial matters, they couldn't help but mention her and ask about her identity.
Song Nuan was a little annoyed.
She picked up her phone and texted Ouyang Zhoujing, "I drank a bit too much just now, I'm going to the restroom, I'll be back in a bit."
After sending the message, he quietly slipped away while Ouyang Zhoujing was not paying attention.
The banquet hall was in a chain hotel under the Li family. Besides the banquet hall, there wasn't really any other good place to go. After wandering around, Song Nuan could only go to the rooftop.
The cold wind was biting, but it also kept your mind clear.
She called Fang Yu and said, "I've bought the plane tickets. Why don't you take Yi Ran abroad for a while?"
Why so suddenly?
Song Nuan didn't hide anything from Fang Yu and told her everything.
“That day, Yi Ran hit Zhong Qing Ya. She used this incident to blackmail me, saying that you should take Yi Ran abroad for a while and wait until I've dealt with it before you come back.”
Fang Yu was slightly taken aback.
Although she didn't have much direct contact with Zhong Qingya, it wasn't difficult to judge her temperament from Zhong Qingya's behavior. When Xu Yiran hit someone, Fang Yu felt that she was doomed.
However, Zhong Qingya did not come to make any demands for a long time.
There wasn't even a police report.
At first, Fang Yu was also suspicious, but gradually she put the matter out of her mind, thinking that Zhong Qingya really wouldn't pursue it.
Unexpectedly, the one being investigated was Song Nuan.
Fang Yu asked, "Does your marriage to Ouyang Zhoujing have anything to do with this?"
Song Nuan knew she couldn't hide it from her, but she was still surprised that Fang Yu could guess it so quickly.
"I guess so."
After a long silence, Fang Yu asked, "Why didn't you tell Li Jingchen?"
Song Nuan smiled bitterly, "What's the use of talking to him? He can't even manage his own affairs, how can he stand up for me? Besides, there's nothing wrong with Zhou Jing."
Fang Yu didn't believe her at all.
Actually, she didn't want to pry too much into Song Nuan's private affairs. Friends also need to have boundaries. But now she felt that if she didn't ask clearly, Song Nuan would just silently swallow all her grievances alone.
"There's nothing wrong with it."
Fang Yu was a little angry. "If Yi Ran knew that you married Ouyang Zhoujing because of her, what do you think she would think?"
Song Nuan panicked: "I told you this so you could tell Yi Ran!"
Fang Yu took a deep breath.
These are completely different things, how can they be confused?
Normally, or in any other situation, Fang Yu would absolutely respect Song Nuan's wishes, keeping every word to herself and ensuring she wouldn't reveal a single word to Xu Yiran.
But this time is different.
"Yiran has an obligation to know."
"Fang Yu!"
"beep--"
Startled by the sudden disconnection, Song Nuanzhen felt a throbbing headache, unsure if it was from the wind.
With a silent sigh, Song Nuan jumped down the steps and prepared to go back.
Unexpectedly, as he turned around, he bumped into a wall of flesh, and the words of apology blurted out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"fine."
Song Nuan's body stiffened instantly.
She suddenly took several steps back, widening the distance between them. "You shouldn't be here. She should still be waiting for you to offer her a toast."
"Just because I shouldn't be there, does that mean you should be?"
Li Jingchen was wearing a thin shirt, his suit jacket was nowhere to be seen, his tie was loose, and his hair was messy from the wind. He didn't look like a groom at all.
Song Nuan pursed her lips and remained silent.
It's dangerous for them to be alone together at this time.
She lifted her foot and walked away.
Her wrist was gripped tightly, accompanied by the man's low, self-deprecating question: "You really don't want to be with me?"
"It's not a matter of whether I want to or not."
"What's the problem?" he growled, his emotions teetering on the brink of collapse.
Whenever he was in front of her, Li Jingchen couldn't control himself. To this day, he still couldn't understand why Song Nuan left him without any warning.
Song Nuan looked directly into his eyes.
Sometimes she was afraid to look him in the eye; having been in a superior position for so long, he always carried an innate air of authority.
"It's morally unacceptable; we call this infidelity, do you understand?"
Is this your first time cheating?
Song Nuan's expression changed slightly. She broke free from his hand and said in a cold voice, "Li Jingchen, my fiancé is your good brother, not Qin Yuchuan. Please face reality!"
The man chuckled softly and pulled her forcefully into his arms.
He leaned down slightly, inhaling the fragrance from her neck, his eyes gleaming with an almost frantic longing.
"You mean, after I break up with him, we can be together?"
"Smack!"
A crisp slap rang out.
Song Nuan's hands trembled as she bit her lip hard to stop herself from crying. "Li Jingchen, I really misjudged you before."
He touched his face.
He said nothing, his expression indifferent.
Suddenly, he chuckled coldly, "Song Nuan, you only dare to act so recklessly because I like you. Have you made enough of a scene?"
What's going on?
Song Nuan looked at him in disbelief, thinking that the slap she had given him earlier was too light.
"What did I do that made you misunderstand and think I was joking around?"
Li Jingchen looked at her, pulled out a cigarette from somewhere, lit it, took a big drag, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
He exhaled a smoke ring a few seconds later.
"Do you really want to break up with me?"
"Yes." Song Nuan answered with unwavering conviction, without the slightest hesitation.
"You have absolutely no feelings for me?"
"..."
She paused for a second.
In just one second, a mere second, Li Jingchen caught her red-handed. His eyes were full of smugness. "See? You can't fool yourself. Song Nuan, you love me."
Song Nuan tugged at the corner of her lips, "You're overthinking it. I was just thinking about whether dislike counts as a feeling."
Li Jingchen's smile froze on his face.
Song Nuan disliked the smell of smoke, turned her face away, and said indifferently, "Have you forgotten what you did to me?"
“You don’t remember, but I do. I remember every single thing. You let Zhong Qingya frame me, Zhong Guan kidnapped me, and even forced me to sleep with you in front of Zhong Qingya.”
As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh.
As I laughed, my vision blurred.
“Li Jingchen, I’ve given you many chances. I always tell myself that you must have some difficulties, and I’m waiting for you to explain. I don’t want to misunderstand you.”
"But I really don't understand."
Tears streamed down her face.
His heart ached, and he asked in a low voice, "What is it that you can't understand? I'll tell you everything now."
"It's too late, there's no need, I don't want to hear it."
Song Nuan raised her lips and smiled, "From the moment I found Zhong Qingya on your balcony, there was no going back."
She used all her strength to push Li Jingchen away.
He pulled Ouyang Zhoujing's coat tighter around himself, as if making a silent declaration—telling him that there was absolutely no possibility between them.
"Don't contact me again. Just treat me like a stranger."
Song Nuan coldly uttered those words and left without looking back.
Li Jingchen was unwilling to give up. "No one can stop me from doing what I want to do, not even you. Song Nuan, you can only be mine."
Is it romantic?
If it were an idol drama, Song Nuan might be moved.
But all she feels now is a chill down her spine.
"Li Jingchen, I'm begging you, okay?"
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