"Is he mentally ill, and are you mentally ill too?"
After closing the car window, Song Nuan looked displeased and suppressed the urge to hit him, only cursing him once.
The man shrugged indifferently, his tone suddenly becoming ambiguous, "It's not like this is the first time I've stayed at the Qin family's place, what are you worried about?"
Song Nuan was furious. "How can that be the same?"
He pondered for a moment and said, "It is indeed different."
Upon hearing this, Song Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was fortunate that Lu Ziyang was upright and honest, and not so abnormal as to agree to Qin Yuchuan's invitation to stay overnight at the Qin family's house.
The next second, his voice, tinged with excitement, rang in my ears—
“Before, we always sneaked in, but this time we were invited openly.”
Song Nuan was struck dumb: "..."
Having worked in the nightlife industry for many years, Lu Ziyang's bottom line was lower than she had imagined.
Song Nuan was a little angry, but she restrained herself well and didn't show it. She didn't know what Qin Yuchuan wanted to do, but his purpose was definitely not just to prevent her from being photographed by reporters.
After all, not long ago, Qin Yuchuan wanted nothing more than to kill Lu Ziyang.
When the two meet, it's like they've triggered a mad dog mentality; they won't let go until they've torn a piece of each other apart.
The Lamborghini didn't go into the garage; it just parked in a random spot in the front yard.
Qin Yuchuan glanced at it. "Nice car. How much did you pay for it?"
Lu Ziyang: "Several million."
He spoke so casually, making millions sound like hundreds of dollars.
"Looks like Lu Lu made a lot of money when he was a male model, buying cars worth millions without a second thought," Qin Yuchuan sneered. "Why did you decide to switch careers and become a lawyer?"
Lu Ziyang glanced at him. "Is Mr. Qin very curious about my private affairs?"
The air was thick with the faint smell of gunpowder.
The Lamborghini series has different models and different prices. Qin Yuchuan is not a car enthusiast, but the one Lu Ziyang drove is definitely not the kind of car that can be bought for a few million.
He is hiding his financial strength.
Why?
A sudden inspiration struck Qin Yuchuan, who smiled knowingly. "Lawyer Lu, there's no need for such hostility towards me. Qin's company owes a debt of gratitude to Lawyer Lu for resolving the contract termination crisis today."
Lu Ziyang remained indifferent and did not respond.
So Qin Yuchuan continued, "But how did Attorney Lu know about the Berlin factory's cooperation with the Ouyang family? This is a top-secret business secret. Did Attorney Lu get this information from some brothel and just make it up without verification? If the Qin family is implicated because of this..."
"Qin Yuchuan," Song Nuan couldn't take it anymore, "Are you ever going to stop?"
The words were ostensibly praising but actually criticizing, subtly implying that Lu Ziyang came from a filthy background, making it seem like he was a noble young man from a clean and respectable family.
"It's nothing." Lu Ziyang smiled at her, but his expression was full of grievance.
Qin Yuchuan's face darkened, and he ordered the servants, "Clean up the guest room on the third floor for Attorney Lu to stay in."
After saying that, he pulled Song Nuan away.
Song Nuan was pulled away by him without any warning.
Only Song Ningxue and Lu Ziyang remained in the same spot.
Song Ningxue had a sullen face and was clearly in a bad mood. She didn't say a word and turned to leave, but was stopped by Lu Ziyang.
Even now, Song Ningxue is still somewhat afraid of him. The scene of Lu Ziyang stepping on her stomach and threatening her is still vivid in her mind: "What do you want to do?"
Lu Ziyang was much taller than her, but the sense of oppression he brought her was not only due to the height difference between the two.
She instinctively stepped back.
The wind rustled as Lu Ziyang stood tall and straight in the darkness. Perhaps it was the environment that made him stand out, or perhaps he was just as terrifying as he was, but he exuded a chilling aura.
He didn't even glance at Song Ningxue once from beginning to end.
Her body was visibly shaking.
It made a very crisp snap.
Lu Ziyang casually broke off a tree branch.
He held it in his hand, toying with it, his tone casual and cold, "Go back and tell Zhou Min to stop trying to trick Song Nuan. Qin Yuchuan is too cowardly to find out about you, but I can do it anytime."
Song Ningxue's pupils dilated, "You, you..."
"I don't care if the Qin family goes bankrupt because of this project, but if Song Nuan is even the slightest bit unhappy—"
He scoffed, broke the branch in two, and threw it on the ground. "What you and your daughter have done is enough to send you to prison. You're used to the finest things in the world; it's time for a change."
Lu Ziyang left with his hands in his pockets.
Expensive leather shoes make almost no sound when they step on the ground.
Song Ningxue's face turned ashen, and she remained frozen for a long time before daring to raise her head. Lu Ziyang was no longer in front of her.
In the study.
Qin Yuchuan said coldly, "I've already made concessions and agreed to let Lu Ziyang stay. You'd better abide by the contract and stop thinking about running away. Remember, you're Mrs. Qin now."
Song Nuan seemed to have heard something amusing, and asked him casually, "I'm Mrs. Qin, and what about the one in the next room? The second young mistress?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yuchuan gave a cold snort and did not reply.
Arguing about this topic is indeed pointless.
Song Nuan composed herself and started to leave, but just as her hand touched the doorknob, Qin Yuchuan's voice rang out behind her again.
"Don't say I didn't warn you, Lu Ziyang is no simple man."
His tone was unusually calm and even, as if it were truly just a well-intentioned reminder.
"The Qin family's crisis today is indeed thanks to him, but Song Nuan, have you ever thought about how he, a former hostess at a club, managed to obtain firsthand information about the Ouyang family's project?"
As if to verify, Qin Yuchuan handed her the tablet.
Song Nuan lowered her eyes and saw an empty page.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Qin Yuchuan continued, "There's absolutely no information online about the Ouyang family's cooperation with the original manufacturer in Berlin. How did he find out? Was it An Sze? Are their relationships really so close that An Sze would leak trade secrets?"
Moreover, judging from Lin Jingwen's reaction today, it's safe to assume that the higher-ups in Berlin were also unaware of this. It might be understandable if others didn't know, but this is Lin Jingwen, the general manager of Berlin, and a manufacturer she's been working with for a long time. If the news were false, Lin Jingwen would probably have already called to insist on terminating the contract.
The large study was filled with Qin Yuchuan's interrogation questions.
Song Nuan took a deep breath. "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Qin Yuchuan tossed the tablet aside, his tone cold. "Song Nuan, I know you want revenge, but there's no need to drag yourself down with you. Lu Ziyang isn't as simple as you seem. Is he really only backed by you?"
Song Nuan: "..."
As soon as the door closed, Song Nuan felt as if all her strength had been drained away in an instant.
Qin Yuchuan's words still echoed in my ears.
She didn't want to admit that she had been provoked, but every question Qin Yuchuan asked was a real mystery about Lu Ziyang that hadn't been solved.
She couldn't convince herself to continue pretending to be stupid.
Holding onto the railing handle, Song Nuan glanced down and saw Lu Ziyang sitting on the sofa in the living room.
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