Even though Li Jingchen was holding her hand and putting it in his pocket, Song Nuan felt that the warmth only existed on the surface of her skin and could not penetrate into her blood.
Li Jingchen walked out.
He held Song Nuan's hand tightly, and as soon as he left, she was forced to follow in his footsteps.
Where are you going?
"hotel."
Why go to the hotel?
Li Jingchen stopped, looking at her as if she were a fool. The next moment, he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. "Do you want to stay here freezing?"
Song Nuan lowered her head guiltily. The coat smelled of the man, a pleasant, clean fragrance. As she lowered her head and brought her nose closer, the scent became even stronger.
"I've come to find a locksmith," she whispered.
"Speak louder, I can't hear you."
She glared at him and repeated herself loudly.
Li Jingchen looked at her coldly, "You really don't want to be with me? Country A isn't like China. He says he'll come after dinner, but who knows if he means after dinner or tomorrow's breakfast?"
Song Nuan was rendered speechless by his retort.
Finally, he could only say, unconvinced, "It certainly won't be tomorrow morning."
"If you wait here in the cold all night and no one comes, you'll behave." He swept her up in his arms and put her in the back seat of the car.
Half an hour later, at the hotel.
After taking a hot shower, Song Nuan felt incredibly refreshed and comfortable.
Li Jingchen ordered takeout and was currently cooking ginger soup in the kitchen, with a faint aroma of ginger wafting out occasionally.
Song Nuan curled up on the sofa, feeling drowsy as her body warmed up after the extreme cold. Even just sitting there, she could barely keep her eyes open.
His head was slumped against the back of the sofa, his face showing obvious signs of sleepiness.
Suddenly, my foot was kicked.
She opened her eyes to see the culprit standing in front of her, holding a bowl of ginger soup, looking down at her and coldly ordering, "Drink it all."
Song Nuan said "Oh" and drank it all.
After eating something simple to fill her stomach, Song Nuan went to her room to sleep.
When Li Jingchen finished his work, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"Now they don't know to be wary of me."
The next day at noon.
When Song Nuan woke up, Li Jingchen was sitting next to her looking at documents. He glanced at her and said, "Go eat after you wake up."
"..."
She quietly finished washing up and went to the kitchen.
Perhaps it was because I was too cold last night, my head was a little dizzy and my body felt a little uncomfortable.
Even while eating, she didn't forget to contact a locksmith, "Sir, have you fixed my lock yet?"
"No, I'll go the day after tomorrow afternoon."
The day after tomorrow afternoon?
Song Nuan was speechless. "Didn't you say last night that you would go after dinner?"
"Don't you know what the weather's like these past few days?" the foreman said arrogantly. "If you're in a hurry, find someone else. Anyway, I can't start work until the day after tomorrow."
Song Nuan was speechless.
Pian Lijingchen was still gloating from the side, saying, "What did I tell you?"
She angrily hung up the phone.
"Are you still angry with me?" Li Jingchen looked up at her, his tone indifferent. "Why did you change the lock? You wanted to lock me in the door, but you only made things worse for yourself."
"If you had any sense of boundaries, I wouldn't have resorted to such a desperate measure."
"Sense of boundaries?"
Hearing those three words from Song Nuan was truly a novel experience.
The man took off his glasses, and without the lenses to obscure his vision, his gaze became sharp. "You want to eat my cooking, but you also want me to set boundaries. Song Nuan, you dare to ask for food and take things at the same time."
Do you really think he's a male nanny?
As soon as they get home, they bury themselves in work, and once they're done, they disappear.
Song Nuan ignored his sarcasm and said calmly, "Then can you go public with me?"
"Now is not the time."
"When will be the right time?"
“You and Qin Yuchuan are not divorced yet, at least we should wait until you are divorced,” he said. “Don’t you want the inheritance rights of the Song family? If we go public now, you will be violating your agreement with Qin Yuchuan.”
Song Nuan smiled, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him. "You're Li Jingchen. Even if I break the contract, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to help me obtain the Song family's inheritance rights, right?"
Li Jingchen remained silent.
Song Nuanquan took it as her words being true.
"Even if you're thinking of me, at least introduce me to your best friend, okay? Do you dare?"
“Nuan Nuan.” Li Jingchen frowned.
“You won’t.” Song Nuan leaned back, crossed her arms, and smiled at him. “Actually, our relationship was already very good back then. If you weren’t Li Jingchen, I wouldn’t mind continuing.”
“But you are Li Jingchen, not Lu Ziyang.”
"President Li, we are not from the same world. I don't want to be torn to pieces by the monsters around you without even knowing it one day in the future."
Almost everyone in Liangcheng's upper class knows about the Li family.
Song Nuan knows how Li Jingchen got to this point, and everyone else knows as well.
His true nature is that of a ruthless and unscrupulous businessman.
She did have a slight liking for him, but that slight liking wasn't enough for her to unknowingly step into the abyss of a wealthy family.
Regardless of how powerful Li Jingchen's family is, his stepmother alone is no ordinary person.
Song Nuan was content with just hearing about it; she didn't want to witness her methods firsthand.
She had more important things to do, such as taking over the Song family business, managing the company left by her grandfather, and finding her mother.
Compared to them, Li Jingchen was merely a dispensable presence.
She didn't say these words directly, but how could someone as clever as Li Jingchen not understand?
She likes him.
But I don't like him.
In her heart, there were many things more important than him.
Li Jingchen knew he had no right to ask Song Nuan to face the potential difficulties the Li family might face in the future. "Nuan Nuan, give me some time."
At the very least, Jiang Jieting must be dealt with.
"How long?" she asked calmly.
"Two years."
“Sure.” Song Nuan casually agreed, since she didn’t think Li Jingchen, given his status, would wait for her for two years.
A man's promises, especially those of a rich, powerful, and handsome man, are particularly unreliable.
To put it bluntly, what kind of choices does Li Jingchen not have?
The reason I stayed with her before was probably because I felt our sex life was harmonious.
Moreover, Song Nuan believed herself to be generous with money, easy to manage, and, most importantly, beautiful.
Which man could resist?
If she were a man, she would also fall in love with herself like this.
Once Li Jingchen has encountered many setbacks with her, he will naturally stop being so fixated on her.
After thinking it through, Song Nuan wasn't so resistant to being with him anymore. "Is your suite just one room?"
Li Jingchen hummed in agreement. "Don't even think about booking another room. It's peak tourist season now, and all the hotels are booked. Just stay with me."
Song Nuan pouted.
The days in the hotel were boring, utterly boring.
Li Jingchen resumed his busy schedule, going out for two days in a row and returning very late each time.
That night, Song Nuan was already asleep when she was woken up by the sound of running water while he was taking a shower.
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