What a cunning Song Nuan! She actually tried to bribe Song Zhiren with money.
Song Ningxue was so angry she almost gritted her teeth. She took a deep breath, quickly composed herself, and put the document back in its place.
Then she smiled and said to Song Zhiren, "Dad, what have you thought about what I told you? I'm not young anymore, and I'd like to help you with the company's affairs."
Song Zhiren glanced at her and suddenly found the tonic soup tasteless.
What's your rush?
Song Ningxue instantly realized something, biting her lip in annoyance. She was so stupid. Song Nuan had just left, and Song Zhiren left a contract, proving that he was very interested in Song Nuan's proposal.
Isn't her request to join the company at this time exactly what Song Nuan wanted?
The arrow is on the string and must be released.
"Dad, I'm not in a hurry, I just... want to help you with your worries as soon as possible."
As she spoke, she observed Song Zhiren's expression. Seeing that he was showing impatience, she immediately changed her tune, "No rush. It's the end of the year now. I can take a few more months to recover and then rejoin the company next year."
"We'll talk about this later," he waved his hand.
After struggling for a few seconds, Song Ningxue chose to leave the study in silence.
*
Song Nuan encountered someone she didn't want to see at her doorstep.
What are you doing here?
Qin Yuchuan must have just finished a social engagement. He was wearing a suit and still smelled of alcohol. When he looked at her, his eyes were clear, yet seemed to be veiled in mist.
He didn't answer, just stared at Song Nuan without saying a word.
She opened the door, and Song Nuan went inside to change her shoes without paying him any attention. He followed her into the house.
Seeing that he looked completely out of it, Song Nuan kindly made him a cup of honey water, placed it in front of him, and left without a glance or a word.
Qin Yuchuan looked down, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Why are you leaving?"
"In what capacity are you asking me this?" Song Nuan turned to look at him. "My boss, Vice President Qin? Or my husband in name only?"
He pursed his lips, paused for a few seconds, and then asked, "Is there any difference?"
"Of course there are. If you are asking from the latter perspective, then I have no obligation to answer you."
What about the former?
Song Nuan smiled at him, "Then I'll have to spend some time making up a reason for you, like... I don't like you? Is that a good reason?"
Perhaps because he was drunk, or perhaps because he had heard so many barbed words, Qin Yuchuan didn't feel anything was wrong.
He squeezed his eyes shut, then opened them again, trying to clear his vision.
"Are you dissatisfied with your salary? Or with your position?" He stubbornly wanted a reason. "Just tell me, and I'll do whatever it takes to meet your expectations."
For a fleeting moment, Song Nuan's memory became somewhat hazy.
He said the same thing when he proposed to her.
The images overlapped faintly, and many scenes of the two of them spending time together flashed quickly before her eyes like a movie. She blinked, and when she looked again, all she could see was Qin Yuchuan's flushed, drunken face.
Song Nuan looked at him indifferently, as if he were a stranger, calm yet cold.
"Qin Yuchuan, we are just business partners. Please be realistic and stop mistaking me for Song Ningxue."
Mentioning Song Ningxue, he immediately became agitated, "You care about me and Ningxue, don't you? Are you thinking of quitting your job because you're jealous?"
Song Nuan: "No."
What they do is none of her business.
But Qin Yuchuan didn't believe it.
It must be because of Song Ningxue. She used to like him so much, but he cheated on her and even had a child with her... He's the one who wronged Song Nuan.
"We broke up, Nuan Nuan, I broke up with her, I've cut all ties with her." He suddenly stood up, dizziness hitting his brain. He leaned against the wall and staggered towards Song Nuan.
Song Nuan gave a curt "Oh," and said, "That's your business."
He gripped Song Nuan's wrist tightly, looking pitifully into her eyes, "Nuan Nuan, come back to me, okay? Give me another chance."
Alcoholics are such a nuisance...
Looking around, Song Nuan picked up an ornament and smashed it on his forehead with a thud.
The next second, the person fainted.
It crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Song Nuan put the ornament back in its place, stepped over him, changed her shoes, closed the door, and left in one smooth motion.
She called Xu Yiran and said, "I'll pick you up from get off work later. We'll eat out tonight."
"But the groceries I bought yesterday..."
"No, thank you." Song Nuan fastened her seatbelt. "Qin Yuchuan is drunk at home. If you want to go back and see him drunk, that's fine too."
Xu Yiran: "I'll message you after I get off work."
With nowhere to go in Liangcheng, Song Nuan drove around in circles for a while before finally choosing a quiet bar.
During the day, the bar was undoubtedly empty of customers; she was the only customer there.
After ordering a drink, Song Nuan took out her phone, intending to find some variety shows to pass the time.
Suddenly, a dark shadow was cast down.
Immediately following was a charming and pleasant voice from above, "Hello, may I share a table with you?"
With so many empty seats around, why bother sharing a table?
Without even looking up, she coldly refused: "I won't try."
The man chuckled softly, but instead of leaving, he sat down next to her. Instantly, a delicate fragrance wafted over and enveloped Song Nuan.
"Are you... unable to understand human speech?"
Song Nuan paused, swallowing back the next few words, her doe eyes sparkling with surprise, "Young Master Ouyang?"
Ouyang Zhoujing smiled at her, his expression both wicked and refined. His phoenix eyes seemed to bewitch her, and Song Nuan almost lost control.
"Don't be so polite, just call me Zhou Jing."
"ha……"
They don't seem to be close enough to call each other by name yet.
He called over a waiter and ordered a few more dishes. Song Nuan wanted to refuse, but he didn't give her the chance at all. "This is a shop I invested in just for fun. Can you help me taste the dishes and see how they are?"
"..."
Since she had already said that, she couldn't very well refuse.
So he nodded stiffly.
Song Nuan discovered that Ouyang Zhoujing was a particularly good conversationalist. Unlike An Szeze, his conversational skills were a combination of gentle persuasion and domineering. He seemed polite and mild-mannered, but he never left anyone any room to maneuver.
For example, when we were ordering food, or when we gave her jewelry last time.
As if on cue, Ouyang Zhoujing glanced at her bare neck and asked, "Why aren't you wearing the necklace I gave you last time?"
Despite the seemingly unintentional question, Song Nuan inexplicably felt pressured.
She didn't really like Ouyang Zhoujing's aura.
She smiled politely and said, "I have to work, and sapphire is not suitable for the workplace."
“That’s true.” Ouyang Zhoujing nodded and calmly took over the conversation. “I didn’t choose the right gift. I’ll send you a casual outfit another day. Let’s add each other on WeChat? Send me your shipping address.”
Song Nuan: "..."
In the minute he sat down to chat, Song Nuan choked twice.
While she remained silent, Ouyang Zhoujing took out his phone, showed his QR code, and waited for Song Nuan to scan it.
Song Nuan's back molars were practically grinding to pieces.
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