He stood up, walked out of the private room, and went to the extremely quiet VIP lounge. His impatience was written all over his face. "Zhou Jingren is in Country A. If Cheng Yi is in trouble, go find him. What's the use of coming to me?"
"Am I supposed to travel all the way over there to clean up her mess or what?"
"Windsor is in the hospital. She lied to Wen Hua and said it was Song Nuan who did it."
An Sze's nonchalant expression suddenly turned serious.
Li Jingchen continued, "Zhou Jing has been scolding her a lot lately, and she's become rebellious and won't tell him the truth."
"...So it's me again?"
An Sze scratched his short hair in frustration. "Old Li, this is the last time."
He has made up his mind to sever ties with Ouyang Chengyi.
At least until she retracts her fantasies about him, An Si-ze doesn't want to have any further contact with her, lest she misunderstand.
Li Jingchen: "Thanks."
That night, Li Jingchen slept on the sofa.
The next morning, when Song Nuan came out, she saw him lying stiffly on the sofa, covered only by a thin blanket. Although the heating was on in the room, the blanket was not thick enough to keep him warm in the middle of the night.
It's exactly 10 o'clock now.
He rarely gets up this late.
After thinking for a few seconds, Song Nuan walked over and poked him. Just as she was about to speak, Li Jingchen's phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
“The phone,” she said.
The man seemed to be sleeping soundly and did not respond.
Just then, the phone stopped vibrating.
Song Nuan ignored it and went to the bedroom to get a quilt, which she then covered Li Jingchen with. Her phone vibrated again.
It's still the same number.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Nuan picked up her phone and touched the answer button. Before she could speak, a familiar and deep male voice came from the other end—
"Mr. Li, I've found out something about Miss Song. I'll have to trouble you to come to the hospital in person."
That voice belonged to Wen Hua.
Song Nuan pursed her lips and remained silent, looking down at the man who was still fast asleep on the sofa.
Even in his sleep, his brow was still furrowed.
During her time in Country A, Song Nuan realized that Li, as the president of the Li Group, was really busy.
Although she knew nothing about his job.
"Mr. Li, are you listening?"
Song Nuan snapped out of her daze, walked to the balcony some distance from the sofa, and said calmly, "Li Jingchen is busy, I'll go over myself. President Wen, if you have anything to say, let's talk it out face to face."
Wen Hua narrowed her eyes in surprise.
After a moment, he smiled faintly, "Alright, then I'll trouble Miss Song to make the trip."
*
The hospital felt somewhat desolate and lonely today.
Upon entering the ward and seeing the two people inside, Song Nuan's pupils trembled slightly, but she quickly smiled and asked, "Windsor is awake?"
Hearing the voice, Windsor turned around and greeted her politely, "Sister Song Nuan."
Song Nuan was genuinely surprised by this form of address.
She didn't remember being that close to Windsor.
She still wanted to distance herself from the relationship, and her smile was polite yet distant. "Just call me Song Nuan."
After speaking, she looked at Wen Hua, "I wonder if President Wen and Windsor have found out exactly who locked her in the activity room?"
Wen Hua raised her hand, "Miss Song, please have a seat."
Song Nuan sat down.
"Windsor wasn't injured, and she doesn't want to make a fuss about it, so she refuses to talk about it. But you and I both know that besides you, there was only one other person present that day."
Besides her, there's Ouyang Chengyi.
Song Nuan smiled faintly. The phone call Wen Hua made to Li Jingchen sounded like she was trying to use her weakness to threaten Li Jingchen, but now she's turning her attention to Ouyang Chengyi.
The intention to win them over is quite obvious.
"Mr. Wen, what do you want me to do?" she asked bluntly.
“Talking to smart people is so easy.” Wen Hua laughed. “Your reasoning yesterday was very logical, but you missed one point: you saw Ouyang Chengyi lock the activity room door with your own eyes.”
Song Nuan narrowed her eyes slightly. "You want me to give false testimony?"
She didn't miss Windsor's reaction.
When Wen Hua said this, Song Nuan kept glancing at her out of the corner of her eye. She remained calm and composed, showing no surprise whatsoever.
"Don't put it so harshly."
Wen Hua said calmly, "There are no surveillance cameras in the activity room. Just because Windsor doesn't care doesn't mean I won't. There are only two possible outcomes: either Miss Song is the mastermind, or Ouyang Chengyi is."
"Windsor, are you really not going to hold this against us?"
If she truly didn't care, Windsor would never have reacted this way when she heard Wen Hua's words.
Moreover, Song Nuan witnessed her arguing with Jiang Xu that day.
Windsor probably already harbors deep hatred for Ouyang Chengyi.
How could they be so magnanimous and not care?
"Sister Song Nuan, I said I wouldn't hold it against you because that's all I can say," Windsor said self-deprecatingly.
"What's the meaning?"
Wen Hua: "Then let me put it more clearly: we have no evidence, so we can only create evidence."
Song Nuan reacted almost instantly.
The uncle and nephew had been in cahoots for a long time, wanting her to give false testimony.
As for what Wen Hua said during the phone call with Li Jingchen...
Song Nuan curled her lips, "President Wen, it's one thing for you to threaten me, but did you also try to threaten Li Jingchen with that phone call you made?"
"It's not a threat, it's a deal."
Song Nuan didn't understand.
Wen Hua looked confident and said, "I know it was you who found someone to leak Ouyang Chengyi's dirt, and Ouyang Zhoujing knows it too. Only Ouyang Chengyi doesn't know it and is still foolishly thinking that it was Windsor who did it."
“I guess Ouyang Zhoujing didn’t tell her the truth because of Li Jingchen.”
"After all, once Ouyang Chengyi finds out, he will definitely retaliate against you. It's reasonable for you to repay Windsor for taking the blame for you once."
Song Nuan: "..."
This is not a reward.
This is about choosing sides.
She didn't mind falling out with the Ouyang family after helping them this time, since she didn't like either Ouyang Chengyi or Ouyang Zhoujing anyway.
But unfortunately, Li Jingchen is sandwiched in the middle.
To be fair, this was a rare opportunity to teach Ouyang Chengyi a lesson, and she didn't even have to lift a finger.
For the first time, Song Nuan felt caught in a dilemma.
Wen Hua noticed her hesitation and didn't urge her. She kindly poured her some tea, saying, "You know what kind of person Ouyang Chengyi is, so I don't need to remind you, do I?"
"What do you want me to do?" Song Nuan asked calmly.
"It's very simple."
*
When Li Jingchen woke up, he had a splitting headache. He realized that something was wrong with his body. He reached for his phone while calling Song Nuan's name.
No one responded to him.
He frowned, forcing himself to stay alert, when An Sze called.
"After asking around, it's clear that Cheng Yi was just passing by, but she's not innocent. She knew Windsor was in the activity room and saw someone lock the door, but she didn't stop them because she was watching the show."
Li Jingchen rubbed his temples. "Does she know that the activity room has just been renovated?"
Windsor fainted due to formaldehyde poisoning.
"I don't know, they didn't mention that."
"you……"
“Don’t rush to criticize me,” Ansze interrupted him. “She herself said that she knew Windsor was going to attend the awards ceremony and that many important people would be at the symposium. She had just been disciplined and couldn’t stand seeing Windsor’s promising future.”
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