Song Nuan's smile faded.
Ning Jiaojiao looked on with longing, her eyes full of love, even though Lu Ziyang was as cold as ice to her.
She became happier and happier as she spoke, "Although I've never been in a relationship before, I will definitely treat you well. I can buy you whatever you want. After we get married, everything in the Ning family will be yours, and you won't have to show your face in public anymore."
"Ning Jiaojiao!" Lu Ziyang finally snapped. "Wasn't I clear enough?"
His face was dark and menacing; he looked genuinely angry, but Song Nuan had no interest in listening to their ambiguous emotional entanglement.
Just as Lu Ziyang pulled Ning Jiaojiao away, Song Nuan walked past him expressionlessly and strode towards the door.
When Lu Ziyang noticed, Song Nuan had already boarded the bus.
He hurriedly chased after her, calling out, "Song Nuan!"
His response was the sound of a car speeding by.
Ning Jiaojiao followed her out, pouting, "See what I told you? She doesn't care about you at all. You have such a cold face, why are you acting like a lovesick fool? Did she give you a lot of money? How much did she give you? I'll give you double, no, triple!"
The noise around him was unbearable, and the veins on Lu Ziyang's forehead bulged.
Lin Xuan rushed over and, seeing his expression, knew something was wrong. He immediately realized that Ning Jiaojiao was the source of the incident. Without thinking of anything else, he grabbed her and pulled her away from Lu Ziyang.
He returned to the back seat of Gusteau with a gloomy face.
Lin Xuan returned shortly afterward.
He observed Lu Ziyang's expression and, after confirming that his anger had subsided considerably, whispered, "President Li, I have already contacted the Beijing authorities and informed them about Ning Jiaojiao's situation. Don't worry, Ning Jiaojiao will be taken away by tomorrow at the latest."
Lu Ziyang rubbed his temples and hummed in agreement.
The news of Ning Jiaojiao's tearful account last night spread throughout the police station, and Director Zhou relayed it to Lu Ziyang that same evening.
Lu Ziyang had temporarily disguised his identity to enter the club.
Only later did they contact the manager to prepare their identification documents.
But his target has always been Song Nuan, and he has never entertained any other clients. Of course, the club does not dare to let this young master actually do the work of using his looks to please people.
I have no idea where those rumors about Lu Ziyang's family being poor came from.
Lin Xuan has already contacted the club manager to investigate.
I'm afraid that after Ning Jiaojiao is gone, another Su Jiaojiao might appear one day.
"Find out who leaked my location to Ning Jiaojiao?" Lu Ziyang asked coldly, his eyes closed.
Lin Xuan replied, "Ning Jiaojiao said she heard it from someone at the club. She was so angry that she rushed straight to the Qin family's house without noticing what the person looked like..."
He uttered three words: "Brainless."
Lin Xuan silently sat up straight. "President Li, Qin Yuchuan went to the hospital. Should we go?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyang opened his eyes, his clear black and white pupils looking at him coldly. "What, are you still planning to buy two fruit baskets to visit Qin Yuchuan?"
"...I was just kidding."
"Go to the Song family."
*
Song Nuangang had just left the Song family.
She had just gone to the media group but couldn't find Xie Lingyu. She asked the staff and found out that Xie Lingyu had left the company almost a week ago.
She was one of the people Lu Ziyang fired last time, but Song Zhiren called her back to work.
Upon looking, Song Nuan realized that payday had already passed.
It's estimated that the finance department didn't pay the salary.
Song Nuan also went to the personnel department, hoping to access Xie Lingyu's personnel file and check her family relationships, but unfortunately she didn't have the authority, and no matter how much she talked, she couldn't persuade the personnel director.
Fortunately, she still had Xie Lingyu's phone number.
Song Nuan made the call.
It rang until the very last second before being answered.
A hesitant yet surprised voice came from the other end, "Song Nuan?"
"It's me, Xie Lingyu. Let's meet." Song Nuan didn't say much, and after hanging up, she sent her location.
An hour later, at a coffee shop in the city center.
Song Nuan waited for a full hour, and she was almost losing patience and about to leave when Xie Lingyu finally arrived.
In the late autumn, she was already wearing an expensive fur coat.
She was carrying a designer handbag and wearing the latest style from a mid-range luxury brand.
With her impeccable makeup and hair, she was the epitome of a sophisticated urban woman, blending seamlessly into the extravagant city of Liangcheng.
Song Nuan suddenly felt a sense of insecurity.
Although Xie Dazhuang's appearance was not so much that he looked very poor, he was by no means a wealthy person either.
Xie Lingyu really noticed too much.
While Song Nuan's thoughts were wandering, Xie Lingyu had already sat down in front of her.
She fiddled with her hair and scoffed, "Why did Miss Song suddenly remember me? What, did you fire me, only to find the media team is failing and now you're planning to rehire me with a high salary?"
These words were overheard by several white-collar workers taking a break at the next table, who all cast envious glances at Xie Lingyu.
Xie Lingyu clearly sensed this, and she became even more unscrupulous, saying, "Although we have signed a termination agreement, if the company is sincere and offers attractive salaries and benefits, there is still room for negotiation."
Song Nuan frowned. Where did she get her confidence from?
A loud "Wow!" came from the next table.
The brief interjections were filled with admiration for Xie Lingyu.
"She's really amazing. She was rehired and still managed to negotiate with her superiors with that attitude. She must be very capable."
"Didn't you notice? Everything she's wearing is worth at least four figures. She's obviously a real rich woman. I bet she doesn't care about having this job or not..."
"I'm so envious. From what she said, it seems she's in management?"
"I wonder which company's media team she's in. I really want to be her subordinate. She seems like a rich female boss who's always giving her subordinates nice things!"
The coffee shop was quiet, and even if the people spoke softly, it was not difficult to hear them.
Song Nuan gave a speechless twitch of her lips.
Xie Lingyu seemed pleased and said to the waiter, "I'll pay for their table."
Waiter: "Madam, they have already paid the bill."
An awkward expression flashed across Xie Lingyu's face.
Song Nuan laughed, "If Director Xie is sincere, there's an LV store next door. Why not give each of them a bag? If you're going to build a persona, you have to do it properly. Paying for a few cups of coffee doesn't make you a rich woman."
Xie Lingyu shoved her phone back into her bag with a grim expression. "Whether I deliver it or not is my business. Miss Song, just say what you need to say. I have other things to do!"
"Who is Xie Dazhuang to you?"
Upon hearing the name, Xie Lingyu's expression froze for a second, then she looked extremely unnatural. "What Xie Dazhuang? Such an old-fashioned name, how would I know him?"
Song Nuan calmly took a sip of coffee and asked her in a low voice, "Are you sure you don't want to admit it? Before I came to see you, I had just met him at the police station. He said he has a younger sister who was fired by me, so he switched the raw materials for the project I was in charge of."
"I don't……"
Song Nuan smiled and interrupted her, "Regarding the Qin family's toxic materials incident that's been making headlines online recently, Director Xie, you're from the media background, you wouldn't be trying to say you don't know about it, would you?"
All words were silenced.
Xie Lingyu gritted her teeth.
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