Song Nuan struggled desperately, but the man was several times stronger than her, and it was all in vain.
Suddenly, the world spun around her, and Song Nuan was lifted into the air by Li Jingchen's single arm. Before she could react, she was thrown onto the large bed.
The next second, he lunged forward.
A barrage of kisses rained down, haphazard and irregular, like an outpouring of emotions with nowhere to go, overwhelming Song Nuan and leaving her no choice but to let him do as he pleased.
Soon, he was left with only one piece of clothing.
Seeing that she was about to break through the last line of defense, Song Nuanxin made a sudden move, bent her knee, and rammed it into his lower abdomen.
Li Jingchen grunted and stopped moving, allowing Song Nuan to escape. She kicked him away with all her might, picked up her clothes, and put them on without saying a word, not caring whether they were neat or not.
She ran towards the door as she dressed.
The moment her hand touched the doorknob, a man's sinister voice sounded behind her, "Are you sure you want to go out like this?"
Song Nuan looked down at herself.
His clothes were disheveled and wrinkled; something was clearly wrong.
She even wore light makeup when she went out today. After being kissed passionately by Li Jingchen, she knew without looking in the mirror that the makeup around her mouth would definitely be flawed.
With Ouyang Zhoujing's intelligence, how could he not guess?
He did it on purpose.
Song Nuan quickly realized this.
She took a deep breath, turned to look at Li Jingchen, and said, "You had An Szeze lure us here just for this moment?"
"yes."
Song Nuan laughed, wondering where he got the nerve to answer so confidently.
"Li Jingchen, I haven't offended you, have I?"
Li Jingchen frowned slightly upon hearing this.
"I didn't sabotage your wedding with Zhong Qingya in any way, and I even gave her a gift. What did I do wrong that made you resort to such methods to harm me?"
"Do you think I'm trying to harm you?"
"Isn't that right?" Song Nuan pressed herself tightly against the door, gripping the doorknob, watching him warily. If he got close or made any move, she would immediately open the door and call for help.
Li Jingchen could naturally see her wariness.
He loosened his tie in frustration, knowing this was not the right time, and said, "I'll only say one sentence."
Song Nuan stared at him quietly.
"You are not allowed to marry Zhou Jing. I will put pressure on Ouyang Ren. You have to cooperate with me."
Song Nuan asked, "I don't think I kicked you in the head just now."
Li Jingchen: "?"
"What right do you have to demand that I not marry Zhou Jing?"
Li Jingchen asked her, "What identity do you hope I will have?"
That's hilarious.
Song Nuan scoffed, disdainful of playing word games with him, and said bluntly, "You have no status whatsoever, so you have no right to know, understand? My marriage to Zhou Jing is a done deal, so don't try to muddy the waters."
Li Jingchen's face darkened.
A sure thing? Absolutely a sure thing.
He warned in a cold voice, "Song Nuan, let's have a proper chat. Don't push me to the extreme. I have plenty of ways to make sure you can't marry into the Ouyang family."
"Like this despicable plan today, isn't it?"
Song Nuan looked at him sarcastically, her tone even colder than his, showing no fear whatsoever, "Let An Sze pour alcohol on Zhou Jing, and Zhou Jing will be drunk in the living room while his girlfriend sleeps with his best friend in the bedroom. No one can accept that, let alone someone as proud and arrogant as Zhou Jing."
"You only care about yourself, Li Jingchen. You are too selfish. You are so selfish that you don't even care about my life or death. How do you think I would believe your so-called love for me?"
Li Jingchen sneered, "Is this your reason for believing Zhou Jing?"
It's always like this.
The desire to communicate vanished completely, and a deep sense of fatigue enveloped Song Nuan, making it hard for her to breathe.
No matter how many times she says it, he will never understand that the problem with them getting to this point is not Ouyang Zhoujing at all, but he always resents her being with Ouyang Zhoujing.
It was clear that he had lied to her about everything first.
"I don't want to say more. To me now, you are no different from Qin Yuchuan."
Li Jingchen was furious upon hearing this, "You're comparing me to him?"
Song Nuandao said, "He cheated on me and was with Song Ningxue behind my back. How are you any better? You can't let go of Zhong Qingya, and you can't let go of me either. You're just as disgusting!"
Li Jingchen's expression changed drastically.
He knew how much Song Nuan loathed Qin Yuchuan.
In her mind, he was actually on the same level as Qin Yuchuan?
"Song Nuan, you're the best—"
Before she could finish speaking, Song Nuan opened the door to leave. The moment she turned around, she suddenly met a pair of bewitching eyes veiled in mist, their gaze hazy yet possessing a touch of innocent naivety.
"Nuan Nuan," Ouyang Zhoujing called to her.
Song Nuan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pushed the door back a little.
Although she couldn't be sure if this would block Ouyang Zhoujing's view, or the other troublemaker in the bedroom.
She asked softly, "Yes, I'm here. What's up?"
Ouyang Zhoujing stumbled, and Song Nuan reached out to support him. He then fell into her arms, his posture making it look like he was holding her.
Even if a man who is over 1.8 meters tall is thin, his weight is still not low.
With some effort, Song Nuan pushed him forward and closed the door behind her. "Stand still."
Ouyang Zhoujing stood obediently.
His appearance was not as cold and aloof as Li Jingchen's, nor was his temperament as frivolous as An Sze's. He had very regular features, except that his fox-like eyes would occasionally reveal a hint of evil.
But most of the time, Ouyang Zhoujing is gentle and kind.
Her cheeks flushed red after drinking, which was surprisingly cute.
Song Nuan grabbed one of his hands and placed it on his shoulder, then wrapped her arms around his waist. "You've had too much to drink. I'll take you home. You have a morning meeting at the company tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Ansze sat on the sofa and watched.
He was quite drunk, but not to the point of being unconscious.
After taking all their belongings, Song Nuan said to An Sze, "We're leaving. Remember to have someone tidy up the kitchen."
Don't worry.
After glancing at the bedroom behind her, Song Nuan left with Ouyang Zhoujing.
The door closed slowly.
An Sze, who was originally drunk, immediately got up, his eyes regained their clarity, went to check the peephole to make sure they left, and then went to the bedroom and knocked on the door.
"The person is gone."
Li Jingchen opened the door and came out.
Ansze immediately noticed his loose tie and wrinkled shirt.
More importantly, his lip was cut.
An Szeze scoffed, "You only do bad things, getting bitten is the least you can do."
"Get lost if you have nothing else to do."
He picked up his coat, complaining incessantly, "I wish you would clean the kitchen yourself, and don't call me to do this kind of chores anymore. Damn it, I don't get to please either side, what am I doing this for?"
Li Jingchen sat down, rubbing his temples; his head was throbbing.
An Szeze turned back again. "Old Li, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."
"If you don't know, don't say it."
Even though he was told not to talk about it, An Sze-tse insisted on saying it anyway.
Not to mention Song Nuan, even he couldn't stand Li Jingchen's current pathetic state.
Since marrying Zhong Qingya, she has been filled with more resentment than a ghost. Although she wasn't exactly a kind person before, she is now even more ruthless and vicious.
They even used it on the person they loved most.
"If you want to win Song Nuan back, listen to me."
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