Qin Yuchuan's jaw tightened, and a hint of anger appeared on his handsome face. "Song Nuan, don't forget what I told you outside."
Isn't it just a pretense of being a loving couple?
Song Nuan smiled, ignoring the threat hidden in his words, "Vice President Qin, public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. Just because we are husband and wife doesn't mean I can occupy a sinecure in the team, enjoy the team's results, and not contribute to the team."
His words resonated with everyone.
Qin Yuchuan's face was grim.
Suddenly, someone spoke up and said, "Our group has reviewed Director Song's proposal, and it's already very good. We have no suggestions for revision."
Others echoed in agreement.
"Me too, the proposal will pass."
"Director Song's abilities are as good as ever, and I trust her work skills."
No one mentioned the factory oversight; instead, they praised Song Nuan's proposal.
The proposal didn't need any changes. She was the only idle person in the group, and she was quietly putting pressure on Qin Yuchuan to hand over the work of supervising the factory to Song Nuan.
Qin Yuchuan pursed his lips and remained silent.
After a long pause, he said coldly, "Then let Director Song take charge."
With the arduous task resolved, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and treated Song Nuan with even greater kindness.
Qin Yuchuan took in the whole scene.
His eyes were dark and unfathomable, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Just then, a commotion broke out outside, and the assistant came to report: "Vice President Qin, General Manager Lin from Berlin Jewelry has arrived."
"What?"
The door was pushed open as soon as he finished speaking.
Everyone looked over.
Lin Jingwen stood at the door, with only one assistant behind her. She smiled at Qin Yuchuan and said, "I just happened to be passing by and heard that President Qin was having a project meeting, so I came in to take a look. Please forgive me for disturbing you."
Qin Yuchuan stood up. "I won't disturb you, but the meeting is almost over. If President Lin doesn't mind, why don't you sit down and listen to the meeting summary?"
Lin Jingwen was about to nod subconsciously.
Then I remembered Assistant Lin's instructions.
A strange look flashed across her face for a moment, then she quickly returned to normal.
"No need, I trust Mr. Qin's abilities."
Lin Jingwen glanced at everyone, wondering who could get the Li family to openly help her. She spoke calmly, "It's already very late. Mr. Qin, please let everyone leave as soon as the meeting is over. Berlin doesn't encourage overtime culture."
"Holy crap!" someone couldn't help but exclaim, uttering a phrase that perfectly encapsulates the essence of Chinese culture.
Qin Yuchuan gave the man a cold look and explained to Lin Jingwen, "President Lin, the project is on a tight schedule, so we have to work overtime."
Lin Jingwen smiled and said, "No rush. Our new product launch has been delayed, so President Qin has two more months to prepare."
"Very good!"
Suddenly, someone burst into cheers.
Qin Yuchuan had no choice but to adjourn the meeting and send everyone home.
Lin Jingwen also left.
Just as Song Nuan stood up, Qin Yuchuan called out to her, "I'll take you home."
"No need," she refused.
Qin Yuchuan ignored her and snatched her handbag before walking away, leaving Song Nuan no choice but to follow.
They remained silent the entire way.
As soon as I stepped out the door, I saw Lu Ziyang.
He drove a dazzling bright yellow supercar today, and was leaning against the car door, his long legs slender and straight. When he saw Song Nuan and Qin Yuchuan coming out together, and he was even carrying Song Nuan's bag, his eyes narrowed unhappily behind his sunglasses.
He waved to Song Nuan, "Nuan Nuan, I'm here to pick you up."
Song Nuan was somewhat surprised, but she still stepped towards him, only to be stopped by Qin Yuchuan.
Seeing the hand blocking her way, Song Nuan frowned, reached out, and gestured for him to return her bag. "Qin Yuchuan, you're off work now."
Lu Ziyang had already walked up to them.
"I will take my wife home myself, no need for Attorney Lu to trouble yourself." Qin Yuchuan smiled coldly, took a step forward, and exuded an air of dominance.
Lu Ziyang curled his lips in disdain, "Does Song Ningxue know?"
Suddenly, a group of trendy young people walked past the three of them, constantly turning back to look at them, some of them even holding up their phones as if they were taking pictures.
They discussed it with unusual excitement.
"Look, isn't that Song Nuan and Qin Yuchuan who were all the rage online a while ago?"
"It's them! Oh my god! They're so much better looking than in the news photos. They look so well-matched. I hope they've really reconciled. Mr. Qin is even carrying his wife's bag. I'm so happy!"
"Who's the other guy? He's so handsome too."
"I know, it's Song Nuan's lawyer, but rumors online say it's her lover..."
The group became increasingly excited as they talked, and they stopped under a streetlamp not far away, seemingly to rest, but their eyes were actually constantly scanning Song Nuan and the others.
Song Nuan's expression was not good.
Lu Ziyang's lips, pressed into a straight line, also revealed his mood.
His deep, dark eyes were fixed on Song Nuan. He reached out his hand to her, his tone somewhat cold, "Song Nuan, I'll take you home."
"Are you sure you want to go with him?" Qin Yuchuan glanced at the young people watching not far away, his posture unusually relaxed, exuding a confident air.
He smiled and kindly reminded them, "They're filming a video. If the video is posted online and causes a new uproar, and netizens expose your affair with Lu Ziyang, causing stock market turmoil, then you'll be breaking your contract. Do I need to repeat the terms of the contract to you?"
Song Nuan clenched her fists.
In just a second, she smiled brightly, took Qin Yuchuan's hand, and said, "Thank you, Attorney Lu, for bringing me the contract after get off work. If there's nothing else, you can go now. My husband and I are going home too."
Lu Ziyang's face was as black as ink.
He knew her intention.
But she actually called Qin Yuchuan "husband"? How dare she!
Song Nuan deliberately spoke loudly so that the onlookers in the distance could hear her.
Sure enough, the group said, "Oh, what a pity, Attorney Lu only came to deliver documents, not to steal a wife. I really want to see their love triangle."
Let's go.
Qin Yuchuan half-dragged her away.
Even knowing it was fake, Lu Ziyang was still furious as he watched the two figures leave.
He looked at the group of young people, his eyes filled with a chilling light.
Seeing his hostile expression, the men were too frightened to continue recording and fled in panic.
Lu Ziyang called Lin Xuan, his tone icy, "Check the surveillance footage of the businesses near Qin's. At 10 PM, find the contact information for those who recorded the footage, and send the photos they took to Song Ningxue. You don't need to buy out the footage."
Lin Xuan: "Okay."
On the other side.
As soon as Qin Yuchuan got into the car, he made a phone call to have someone deal with the people who had taken photos and videos earlier.
Song Nuan told the driver, "Stop at the intersection ahead."
"Don't stop."
Song Nuan frowned at him. "You're going to the hospital, and I'm going home. It's not on the same route at all. There's no one around right now. You don't need to pretend. I can just take a taxi home myself."
"Who told you I was going to the hospital?" Qin Yuchuan retorted.
Normally, no matter how busy Qin Yuchuan was, he would always make time to visit Song Ningxue within a day.
Song Nuan had no idea what he was up to, so she simply instructed the driver, "Then take me back to the villa."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Qin Yuchuan glanced at her sideways but didn't say anything.
A scene of peace and tranquility.
At that moment, Song Ningxue stood by the window, staring blankly at her phone screen, her fingers unconsciously gripping the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
I heard that Qin Yuchuan called an impromptu meeting, and Song Nuan went to it as well.
It's almost 11 o'clock now, and she's called Qin Yuchuan several times, but he hasn't answered.
He didn't reply to my WeChat messages either.
In the past, Qin Yuchuan would reply to her messages even when he was in a meeting.
Song Ningxue was very uneasy.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated. She excitedly opened the new text message, and her pupils contracted sharply upon seeing its contents.
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