yes!
Ding Zhuang suddenly realized why he didn't go to Liangcheng with them.
Ding's mother knew what he was thinking at a glance, and she uttered harsh words, nipping his unambitious thoughts in the bud: "I don't care what you're thinking, just put your abacus away right now!"
"mom!"
"You stubborn fool, let's not even talk about that President Qiu. As for the other two men, their demeanor is clearly not that of ordinary people. In terms of looks, wealth, and knowledge, how can you compare to them?"
"Even a worldly man like you was manipulated and played around by that guy surnamed Song. What are you? You're not even good enough to be someone's mouthpiece!"
She was genuinely angry. She had originally quite liked Song Nuan; she seemed well-educated, wealthy, and beautiful. With a daughter-in-law like that, she could hold her head high in the village for two years.
Who knew she was just a promiscuous woman?
Ding Zhuang did not refute, because he knew better than anyone that every word his mother said was true.
Sadness was written all over their faces.
Ding's mother sighed, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "What kind of woman can't you have? Besides, I heard that she secretly took a man with her. She's really shameless."
Ding Zhuang gritted his teeth.
She took the man with her, but didn't take him with her.
He had indeed misjudged her; she was just like the other women in the village, ignorant and naive!
Ding Zhuang angrily blacklisted her number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."
"Strange." On the plane, Song Nuan checked the number again. It was indeed Ding Zhuang's number. "Why can't I get through?"
She muttered to herself, put her phone away, and didn't take it to heart.
Liangcheng.
Song Nuan slept for a whole day before she could barely shake off the fatigue she had brought from Yunxian.
Seeing her surroundings, Song Nuan was momentarily stunned, her mind blank, sitting on the bed in a daze, until Li Jingchen called her: "Come out for dinner."
She said "oh" and slowly finished washing up before going to the kitchen.
This is in Huayuan Residential Area.
"Du Kangtao has been sent to the hospital and is still undergoing examination. His fingerprints will be sent to the police station to verify his identity. We will have news within a week."
During the time she was unconscious, he had already arranged everything.
"Don't go see him until his identity is confirmed. It would be very troublesome if the Wen family finds out."
"Okay." Song Nuan nodded.
He smiled slightly, bent down and kissed her cheek. "I have to go to the company to take care of some things. You stay home and rest. I've made an appointment with the doctor. He'll come over in a bit to check on your foot. Don't wander off, okay?"
"I also want to go back to the company."
Li Jingchen looked down at her and said, "Working from home is fine. If you need anything, call Lin Xuan and ask him to help you."
"...This isn't a good idea."
Song Nuan forced a smile, her eyes full of eagerness.
Li Jingchen chuckled softly, his eyes full of doting affection, "There's nothing wrong with it. Serving the president's wife is also part of his job."
She pouted, "Who's the president's wife? Don't talk nonsense."
Suddenly, someone's phone rang.
Li Jingchen glanced at her, then walked out while answering the phone. He didn't say much, only occasionally letting out a deep "hmm" to indicate that he was listening.
The engine sound started and gradually faded away.
After he left, the suite became quiet, and even his scent seemed to fade. Song Nuan had no appetite for breakfast and could only manage a couple of bites before giving up.
She leaned against the windowsill. The weather in Liangcheng wasn't good today; the whole city was gloomy.
Perhaps because she had slept for too long, Song Nuan didn't feel energetic; instead, she still felt a bit sleepy.
She made a brief phone call to Fang Yu.
"Everything is normal at the Song family recently, but a girl named Windsor called you a couple of days ago."
Windsor?
Song Nuan asked, "What does she want from me?"
"I don't know. I told her you weren't here and that she should just tell me if she needed anything, but she didn't say anything, just that she'd talk to me next time."
After a moment of contemplation, Song Nuan said, "Next time she calls, just keep saying I'm not here, that I won't be in Liangcheng for a while, and don't give her my private number."
After returning to China, she changed her overseas phone number.
It's normal that Windsor can't reach her.
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Song Nuan kept thinking about it, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly, very urgently.
The doctor arrived so quickly?
Song Nuan stood up, saying as she walked, "Wait a moment, I'll be right there, I—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
The moment the door opened, Song Nuan felt a sharp pain in her neck. Before she could even see the person's face clearly, everything went black, and she completely lost consciousness.
"Still not awake?"
"No."
"Call the doctor over to take a look, just in case there's anything wrong."
Whose voice is that? It sounds so familiar...
Song Nuan vaguely heard two voices. She tried to open her eyes, but found that she could not control her body. She could not tell whether it was a dream or reality, and her head felt very tight.
"How about it?"
"There's nothing wrong, just some heart palpitations. It's probably due to overwork recently."
Is it Li Jingchen?
She tried desperately to speak, but it felt as if someone was choking her, making her words stuck in her throat, unable to come out, just choking her and making it hard for her to breathe.
"call--"
Song Nuan suddenly opened her eyes, her body trembling violently for a moment.
Hearing the sound, the man turned around, his gaze falling on the woman, his voice gentle and calm, "You're awake?"
Their gaze gradually focused.
When Song Nuan looked up, she saw a middle-aged man with slightly graying temples and unavoidable signs of aging on his face, but his features still showed that he was very handsome when he was young.
Especially those eyebrows and eyes, they look very familiar.
Song Nuan stared at him warily, finding her voice, "Mr. Li?"
Li Guanyu smiled faintly and sat down on the sofa in front of her. "This is our first meeting. I didn't expect you to recognize me. I'm quite happy."
Happy?
Emotions can be quite unpredictable.
She gave a slight twitch of her lips, showing little reaction to his fairly polite attitude, and gave the same distant answer.
“You and A Jing look quite alike.”
"Really?" Li Guanyu smiled wryly. "If you said that to his face, he would definitely be angry."
His tone was really... unpredictable.
It was as if a thin mist had veiled him, allowing only his gentle and composed demeanor to be seen. But beneath that mist, Song Nuan couldn't guess what emotions he harbored or what he meant by his words.
She simply started replying randomly after reading the messages.
"You're overthinking it. A-Jing won't be angry with me. He's always been very good-tempered in front of me, especially over something as trivial as this."
For some reason, when facing Li Guanyu, she subconsciously wanted to show intimacy with Li Jingchen.
Is it pride at play? Or possessiveness?
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