She adjusted her position, comfortably resting her head on his lap, her body slightly curled up. Sunlight streamed through the French windows, bathing her in a soft halo of light.
She actually felt a sense of peace and tranquility.
"You deliberately stirred up conflict between Windsor and Ouyang Chengyi. This shouldn't be able to escape Ouyang Zhoujing's notice."
Since it was he who leaked false information and lured Windsor to the airport, it shouldn't be too difficult for Ouyang Zhoujing to find him.
Li Jingchen hummed in agreement. "I've already warned him."
"What?"
Did she hear that right?
Li Jingchen looked at her amusedly, "It's exactly what you think."
Song Nuan was so shocked she couldn't speak. She had always thought that Ouyang Zhoujing cared a lot about Ouyang Chengyi, and in fact, that was how he acted. How could he have done something like conspiring with Li Jingchen to harm his own sister?
As if seeing through her thoughts, Li Jingchen said, "Although Cheng Yi was beaten, didn't she also vent her anger? She can stop Windsor from asking about Du Kangtao, and she will be detained because of it. This deal seems very worthwhile no matter how you look at it."
"..."
It sounds reasonable, but I still feel it shouldn't be done this way.
Even the bond between siblings could become part of a business transaction. She really didn't know whether to call them shrewd and intelligent, or cold and heartless.
Do you do that too?
The question was somewhat nonsensical, and Li Jingchen didn't understand it. Yang Diao gave a puzzled "hmm".
"If one day your fiancée and I have a conflict, will you, for the sake of your own interests, let me get beaten first, and then let your fiancée be punished, under the guise of avenging me?"
He paused for a few seconds, then, after understanding her question, chuckled and said, "How could you have such a question?"
Just answer me whether you can or can't.
“This assumption is invalid,” he said. “Don’t compare yourself to Zhong Qingya. Although we are engaged, I have never met her. To me, she is less than a stranger.”
His expression was somewhat indifferent, and his words seemed to be the result of rational analysis, but these were not what Song Nuan wanted to hear.
She sat up abruptly, staring straight at him, her tone so arrogant she didn't even realize it herself, "I already said it was hypothetical, why do you have to dwell on this? Is this question so hard for you to answer?"
"but……"
With a dark expression, she didn't want to listen to him at all and got up to leave.
She wasn't wearing shoes and was walking barefoot on the floor, but the indoor heating was on, so although the floor was cool, it wasn't bone-chilling and was still within Song Nuan's acceptable range.
Li Jingchen frowned as he looked at it.
He caught up with her in a few strides, scooped her up in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Have I been too easy to talk to lately? Your temper is getting worse and worse."
Song Nuan glared at him, "Shouldn't I be angry?"
Under her fiery gaze, he sighed and gave in, "No, are you satisfied now?"
Song Nuan was even angrier. How dare he ask her if she was satisfied when he looked so unwilling?
"Don't be angry, sweetie."
Li Jingchen knew her very well. How could he not see her little temper when he was with her day and night? Of course, he also knew exactly why she was angry.
He patiently coaxed, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat French food a few days ago? A new restaurant opened in World City, and it's pretty good. Let's go change our clothes and try it out together."
She gave a silent, cold snort.
Although he neither agreed nor refused, it meant he tacitly accepted his proposal.
Li Jingchen put her down, and Song Nuan glared at him before turning and going upstairs to the fitting room.
It was called a fitting room, but there weren't many clothes there. She had only moved in a few days ago, and the clothes were all prepared in advance by Li Jingchen, mostly basic styles.
These clothes are fine for everyday wear, but they seem too plain since I'm going to see Zhong Qingya the day after tomorrow.
We need to get a few more battle robes.
Upon arriving at the mall, Song Nuan said to Li Jingchen, "Let's go buy clothes first."
Li Jingchen naturally had no objections.
Song Nuan had a clear goal and went straight to a brand counter on the first floor. She rarely bought clothes from this brand because the style was too girlish and unconventional for the workplace.
But it would be very suitable if you met Zhong Qingya.
The saleswoman saw her, then glanced at Li Jingchen, and smiled, "Hello, what do you two need?"
"Take a look at the latest models."
The sales assistant smiled and said, "Okay, would you like a model to help you try on the clothes?"
Song Nuan thought for a moment and nodded. It was too cold, and she was too lazy to take off and put on new clothes; it was too much trouble.
After I gave my measurements and size to the sales assistant, she smiled and brought me tea and dessert before turning around to get all the latest styles and hanging them on the mobile clothes rack, which looked a bit dazzling.
The model had a similar figure to hers and was wearing sample garments; she tried on every single one.
Song Nuan nudged Li Jingchen with her elbow, "Which one looks better?"
Hearing this, the man looked up, shifting his gaze from his phone screen, and glanced at it indifferently. "Both are good."
He took out his card and handed it to the saleswoman, saying, "Deliver it to Wanhua Garden."
Even though she had seen many generous customers, the saleswoman was still stunned by Li Jingchen's straightforwardness.
And she lives in Wanhua Garden, no wonder she's so generous. I should take this opportunity to sell a few more bags. If she makes a sale, the commission will be enough for her to live on for several months.
The saleswoman was secretly pleased with herself.
She reached out to take the card, saying, "We have a few bags in our store that match the outfit you just wore. Would you like to take a look?"
He hummed in agreement.
The saleswoman couldn't hide the joy on her face.
Song Nuan sat to the side, her face slightly darkened. What did this saleswoman take her for? She was the one who wanted to make a purchase, so why was she rushing to flatter Li Jingchen?
She took Li Jingchen's card back and handed over her own, saying, "I only want the second set of white ones; I don't need any others."
The saleswoman was stunned.
Li Jingchen also asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
"Hmm, I don't like it." She was wearing a mask, so her expression couldn't be seen, but it wasn't hard to tell from her tone that she was in a bad mood.
The saleswoman was a little embarrassed. Song Nuan's attitude had changed very obviously. Having observed people's expressions for many years, she couldn't possibly not have noticed. But she also believed that she hadn't said anything wrong.
When paying, the sales assistant said, "Madam, we need you to do facial recognition."
She wanted to see who it was.
Song Nuan didn't think much of it and pulled down her mask.
The moment Song Nuan's clean and beautiful face appeared, the saleswoman was stunned for several seconds, almost relying on muscle memory to process the payment. It wasn't until Song Nuan walked away and her colleague called her that she came back to her senses.
"Was that the woman who was involved in the cheating scandal a while ago?"
The saleswoman looked at her colleague.
"It seems so." She was a little uncertain. "Didn't she just get divorced? How come she's already shopping with a man so soon? And this man looks quite wealthy."
Li Jingchen didn't hesitate at all when he handed over the card.
And they always offer to cover everything from the very first offer.
If Song Nuan hadn't stopped him, he probably would have bought the bag she recommended without even blinking.
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