"Song Nuan's disappearance is indeed related to you."
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze revealing danger, and loosened his grip slightly, not completely releasing her from his hold, but enough to allow her to catch her breath and speak.
"You bitch, how dare you choke me!"
Once she caught her breath, Zhong Qingya burst into a tirade of curses, her tone suggesting she was about to execute him on the spot.
"Where did you take her?"
"Idiot, do you think I'd tell you?" Zhong Qingya threw her head back and laughed, but before she could finish, a large hand suddenly tightened, silencing her.
Li Jingchen pressed closer and closer, pushing her against the wall.
His eyes turned bloodshot, and he wished he could strangle her to death, so that he could end it all.
Zhong Qingya stared at him with her big eyes, and uttered a few words with difficulty, "You...can't find...her."
He let out a deep breath and abruptly let go.
He threw Zhong Qingya to the ground.
She was wearing loungewear with only a down jacket over it. When she fell to the ground, she knelt down, her knees sliding a distance on the ground, which hurt a lot.
Zhong Qingya clapped her hands, stood up, and smiled at him. "I know you've never given up on finding a way to cancel our engagement. You ignored the shareholders' objections and sold the jewelry brand under the Li Group to a company in Kyoto at a low price."
"You did all this to extend your reach into Kyoto's political circles and then use that to control my father's company, is that it?"
Li Jingchen looked down at her coldly.
He never intended to hide any of what he did from Zhong Qingya and the Zhong family.
If the Zhong family is sensible, they should cancel the engagement on their own. If the Zhong family thinks they can stand up to him, then he doesn't care about a Berlin jewelry brand.
Trading the broken relationship between the Zhong family and the Berlin Jewelry brand for his freedom to marry was well worth it.
He dragged Zhong Qingya back to the villa, pushed her into the room, took her phone, and locked the door.
The disparity in strength between men and women is immense. Faced with absolute power, Zhong Qingya's tricks are futile. No matter how sharp her nails are, they can only leave a few insignificant scratches on Li Jingchen's arm.
She roared in the room, "You surnamed Li, what do you want to do!"
"Don't you like staying in Wanhua Garden?"
With a detached smile, Li Jingchen said in a cool tone, "Then you can stay in there as long as you like. Don't even think about leaving the room until I find Song Nuan."
"Are you crazy? How dare you put me under house arrest!"
He sneered, his smile a mocking glint in his eyes. "Am I crazy? When you were targeting Song Nuan, didn't you ever imagine this day would come?"
"You'd better pray she's alright, otherwise you won't live to see the day Zhong Guan comes to save you."
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in through the window.
Zhong Qingya felt a chill run down her spine and goosebumps all over her body.
For some reason, she always felt that Li Jingchen was really capable of doing such a thing... Was his affection for Song Nuan really that deep? For Song Nuan, he was willing to do anything to fight against the Zhong family.
The Maybach drove away from the garage again.
They didn't go to the Ouyang family's house, which they were originally supposed to visit.
On the balcony, Ouyang Zhoujing sat in a hanging chair, looking relaxed as he watched luxury cars drive by below. His smile deepened as he poured tea.
Xiao Jiang was puzzled. "President, weren't you waiting for President Li to arrive?"
"He's not coming."
He exclaimed in surprise, puzzled, but didn't ask any further questions.
Ouyang Zhoujing said, "Send an anonymous email to Zhong Guan, saying that his daughter is under house arrest and he is coming to rescue her."
Xiao Jiang said "Okay," and then asked, "Is there anything else?"
"No, you go to the company and get busy. Oh, and remember to take Cheng Yi back. After you've sorted out what happened to her at school, release the news about the Wen family to the media."
He nodded solemnly and turned to leave.
As twilight descended, Ouyang Zhoujing squinted, enjoying a moment of sunbathing.
In some ways, Zhong Qingya was indeed a good helper. If she hadn't been so reckless and deliberately said those things to provoke Li Jingchen, Li Jingchen would already be sitting in front of him questioning him about Song Nuan's whereabouts.
He let out a soft chuckle.
That's so stupid.
Getting up and returning to his room, Ouyang Zhoujing went to the second bedroom. Two bodyguards were standing at the door. He waved slightly, and the bodyguards immediately understood and walked towards the living room in unison.
Fingerprint verification to open the door.
Despite being detained for several days, Song Zhiren showed no signs of weakness; in fact, his complexion became even more rosy.
Upon seeing Ouyang Zhoujing, he stood up to greet him, his eyes narrowing into slits with a smile. "Young Master Ouyang, when do you plan to let me go home?"
Although it's just a secondary bedroom, it's very spacious, comparable to a suite, and has everything you need.
"Mr. Song will have to stay a little longer."
"I'm not wronged, I'm not wronged."
He was well taken care of here, with good food and drinks, and people came to play mahjong and drink with him every day. Song Zhiren was happy to have a peaceful life, but after a while, he felt empty and bored living like this every day.
He looked troubled. "To be honest, I have some family matters that I need to go back to handle."
Song Zhiren still doesn't know what Ouyang Zhoujing's plans are.
He was abducted on his way to the Li family that day and was immediately sent here to be imprisoned. Ouyang Zhoujing did not mistreat him, nor did he tell him why he was imprisoned.
In short, Song Zhiren was completely confused.
“Mr. Song, you can tell me, and I will send someone to help you with it.”
"this……"
Song Zhiren chuckled dryly, "This is my family matter, and it's not appropriate for outsiders to interfere."
Ouyang Zhoujing said, "Song Nuan and I are quite familiar with each other, so there's nothing wrong with talking about it. Mr. Song, you don't need to hold back."
"What?"
He stared in shock, his eyes wide. "You're so close to my rebellious daughter?"
Ouyang Zhoujing sipped his tea, glancing at him casually with a hint of warning, "It seems the rumors are true; Mr. Song's relationship with his daughter is rather strained."
Song Zhiren's expression instantly turned as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
"The matter is complicated."
He was concise and to the point, clearly not wanting to say more.
Ouyang Zhoujing had no intention of probing further. He already knew enough about the Song family's affairs, so it didn't matter whether Song Zhiren spoke up or not.
He asked, "Do you want to see Song Nuan?"
The words "Why see her?" were on the tip of Song Zhiren's tongue, but he swallowed them back down.
"Can I see you?"
Ouyang Zhoujing smiled and nodded, "Of course."
He took out his phone and called Song Nuan in front of Song Zhiren. It took a long time for the call to be answered, and a clear and pleasant voice rang out, "Hello?"
"Song Nuan, your father wants to see you."
Song Nuan: "..."
She stared at her phone suspiciously, and after confirming that it was indeed Ouyang Zhoujing calling, she put the phone to her ear again. "What does he want to say?"
Song Zhiren snatched the phone and angrily said, "Song Nuan, I don't know what you want, but take me home right now, immediately, I want to see Su Yin!"
"Oh—" she chuckled, drawing out the last syllable, repeating slowly, "You want to see Su Yin?"
Song Zhiren was extremely anxious.
He had long suspected that all of this was a conspiracy by Song Nuan.
Now it seems that this was indeed the case.
She wanted him to separate from Su Yin, so she had Ouyang Zhoujing keep him under house arrest here, hoping to force them to break up.
What a vicious woman!
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