"They left first. I'll take a taxi now and we'll go straight to the airport."
"What? They didn't wait for us! We made plans a long time ago! What kind of employees does this company have? They're so despicable!"
Song Nuan was about to explain to her.
Xu Yiran suddenly pointed behind her, her eyes wide, "Rolls-Royce, this car is a limited edition, right?"
She turned around and followed.
A discreet black car stopped behind her. The window rolled down, revealing a handsome face with impeccable features. The corners of his lips were slightly upturned, as if it were a habit.
"Shall I take you to the airport?"
When the clear, melodious voice rang out, Song Nuan subconsciously frowned. Before she could refuse, a dark shadow flashed past her eyes.
Upon closer inspection, Xu Yiran had already rushed over, dragging her suitcase.
Song Nuan: "..."
Xu Yiran didn't get into the car; she just stared at the car with shining eyes.
Song Nuan walked over and subtly pulled Xu Yiran back to her side. The two maintained a polite distance from the luxury car. "What's President Ouyang doing here? Are you just passing by?"
She made almost no attempt to hide her wariness and suspicion towards him.
It wasn't like this the last time we met.
Ouyang Zhoujing slightly tugged at the corner of his lips, having a general idea of what was going on and understanding why she had suddenly changed her attitude.
"I didn't just pass by; I came here specifically."
Song Nuan had an "I knew it" look on her face, but then she felt something was off... Could it be that Ouyang Zhoujing really liked her? Did he come all this way just to pick her up?
He is the president of the Ouyang Group, so it's not surprising that he knows the details of the Maple Leaf Project, but this is clearly just a small charity event.
If he likes her, then he should pay attention to everything related to her...
That seems plausible.
Various guesses flashed through her mind, and Song Nuan looked at him strangely.
"Don't misunderstand," he explained with a faint smile. "I was on my way to the airport, and Qiu Rong told me about your situation, so I came to see if you had a car."
"We don't have a car. Could you give us a ride?" Xu Yiran asked.
"Okay, get in the car."
Song Nuan stopped her, "No need, we can just take a taxi ourselves. It wouldn't be good if we delayed President Ouyang's important business."
Ouyang?
Xu Yiran's attention was focused on the luxury car, and he hadn't heard their conversation at all. Now, when he heard Song Nuan address him, he was stunned for a few seconds before he finally reacted.
No wonder she said this person looked familiar!
His eyebrows and eyes are not exactly the same as Ouyang Chengyi's, but they are about 70 or 80 percent similar.
“You won’t be able to get a taxi right now.” Ouyang Zhoujing’s voice was gentle but his tone was firm. “It’s still early, and besides, this is the suburbs. Are you planning to change your flight again?”
These words left Song Nuan speechless.
The ride-hailing app did indeed show that there were few cars around.
After a few seconds of internal struggle, Song Nuan decided to hitch a ride with him—if she changed her flight again, she would have to leave tomorrow.
The two got into the back seat of the car, with Ouyang Zhoujing and his special assistant Xiao Jiang in the driver's seat.
Xu Yiran leaned on her shoulder and whispered, "So he's Ouyang Zhoujing. He seems like a nice guy, much easier to get along with than Li Jingchen."
Song Nuan chuckled dryly twice, her lips parted slightly, and the words squeezed out from deep in her throat, "You've only met him a few times, how do you know he's easy to get along with?"
"Judging by facial features."
"When did you switch careers to fortune telling?"
You don't understand.
Song Nuan's lips twitched, a forced smile on her face. "Then show me and guess what I'm going to do next?"
When Xu Yiran met her wicked gaze, her heart skipped a beat. She forced a smile and moved away from her, putting some distance between them.
Ouyang Zhoujing smiled faintly, turning his gaze away from the rearview mirror and pretending not to notice the two people's little actions behind him. He asked, "There's water in the car. You can drink it if you're thirsty."
Song Nuan replied politely but distantly, "Thank you."
Two blushes appeared on Xu Yiran's cheeks. "You're so considerate."
Song Nuan rolled her eyes, really wanting to crack open her head to see what was inside. She pulled a packet out of her bag, tore it open, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Eat up, then don't say anything.
...
It was an hour later when they arrived at the airport. Xiao Jiang took their luggage off the car first, and then took Ouyang Zhoujing's.
After thanking her, Song Nuan pulled Xu Yiran away quickly.
Xiao Jiang looked displeased. "President, you went out of your way to pick them up, but they don't seem to appreciate it. I should have just stayed at the company and rested a bit longer."
Because of an unexpected business trip, Ouyang Zhoujing stayed up all night at the company last night to handle official business.
Having learned from Qiu Rong in the morning that they were leaving early and Song Nuan and the other person were left behind, Ouyang Zhoujing cut short his rest time and took them directly to the suburbs to pick them up.
But they didn't seem to appreciate it.
"You can go back and rest now," Ouyang Zhoujing said calmly.
"Am I not going to fly with them?"
“No need,” Ouyang Zhoujing said. “Keep an eye on the company’s affairs as I have arranged. Contact me anytime if there is any emergency. If you can’t reach me, go find Jingchen.”
Xiao Jiang nodded.
He pulled his suitcase and went inside alone.
On the other side, Song Nuan and Xu Yiran had already boarded the plane. Both of them hadn't slept well the night before, so in order to get a good night's sleep, Song Nuan paid for an upgrade to a cabin class. They both fell asleep as soon as they pulled the blanket over themselves.
The plane drew a white arc in the sky.
At Liangcheng Airport, two men were standing in front of the Ghost. Ye Xuan said, "It should be Miss Song's flight."
The man wore sunglasses and a well-tailored suit. He was tall and had an outstanding presence. Although there weren't many people in the airport at the moment, everyone who passed by couldn't help but look at him.
"Where is the person you asked me to arrange?"
"We've arrived in Yunxian. I've given the Maple Leaf team the route; Miss Song won't find out."
Li Jingchen hummed in agreement and sat in the back seat.
Lin Xuan opened the driver's seat, started the engine, and watched as Li Jingchen didn't ask any questions about that matter, which made him really curious.
"President Li, Ouyang also went to Yunxian without anyone else. Aren't you worried?"
Li Jingchen looked up at him, "What are you worried about?"
What else could I be worried about? Of course, I'm worried that he'll cause trouble for Song Nuan, or that he'll try to steal her away.
Lin Xuan didn't answer, but his thoughts were written all over his face.
“He went to Yunxian on important business; he had neither the time nor the energy to seduce her.”
Li Jingchen flipped through the documents casually, as if this matter did not bring him any sense of crisis at all.
Lin Xuan couldn't bring himself to say what he was about to say.
If the person in question isn't worried, then his concerns would only seem superfluous.
"Shall we go back to the company now?"
"Um."
Ghost sped off and disappeared into the airport.
The flight from Liangcheng to Yunxian takes eight hours. After arriving, you need to take a taxi to the town, and then take a tricycle for about two hours to reach Yunxian.
This trip was too much for Xu Yiran, who had been pampered since childhood and had only experienced a few years of hardship abroad. Even Song Nuan, who had spent most of her life suffering, found it difficult to cope.
His face was both pale and bluish.
My stomach is churning, and I feel an urge to vomit.
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