Ouyang Zhoujing then looked at her.
The receptionist was a pretty, young girl with an innocent and naive air about her, but also an air of arrogance that seemed to come from nowhere.
Ouyang Zhoujing ignored her, took out a card from somewhere, and pulled Song Nuan toward the access control machine.
“I can come and go as I please,” he explained.
Song Nuan let him pull her along, her heart beating faster and faster.
The moment the elevator doors opened, she watched Ouyang Zhoujing walk in. The two looked at each other, and he smiled faintly, saying, "Since you're already inside, let's go up and see if A-Jing has lied to you."
Song Nuan looked at him and said, "You know he's not at the company, so you should also know where he is right now, right?"
The elevator doors are about to close.
Since she wouldn't go in, Ouyang Zhoujing had no choice but to come out again.
Sometimes he felt absurd, having a mountain of problems to deal with, yet he still found time to fool around with Song Nuan.
"yes."
“Take me to see him.”
Ouyang Zhoujing remained silent for a long time, then said, "You don't want to know."
Song Nuan was driven to the brink of madness by him. She lost control of her emotions and grabbed his collar. For the first time, she lost control in front of him and almost yelled at him.
"You brought me here just to force me to face the reality that Li Jingchen lied to me, didn't you?"
"Since you knew he was lying to me, and you told me while helping him conceal his whereabouts, Ouyang Zhoujing, how long are you going to keep toying with me!"
Ouyang Zhoujing stared at her for several seconds.
Song Nuan knew she had lost her composure. Ouyang Zhoujing's gaze made her feel like a madwoman, and he was scrutinizing a madwoman, as if judging whether she could bear the truth.
He finally spoke with dignity, "He went to find Zhong Qingya."
Song Nuan was stunned. "You're lying."
"I have no reason to lie to you."
He was both gentle and indifferent. “Days are passing by, and the wedding dates for both families are less than a month away. We need to try on wedding dresses, draft guest lists, and decorate the wedding venue… Song Nuan, you’ve been married before, so you should know better than me how much work there is to do before the wedding.”
Song Nuan suddenly remembered that she had picked up one of her packages for Li Jingchen when she went downstairs to get a package a couple of days ago.
He almost never shops online; he has Lin Xuan buy everything he needs from various department stores, and his household items are arranged by a butler.
Song Nuan was curious, so she took a look and saw that the name on the delivery slip was a custom suit shop.
Does he still need to order a suit online?
There's absolutely no need for that, especially since Li Jingchen has so many suits that they could fill two wardrobes, all of them high-end, handcrafted custom-made suits from both domestic and international brands.
Suspicion tore a hole in her heart, and Song Nuan couldn't help but recall his unusual behavior during this period.
"So, he wasn't actually in a meeting at the company, but went to try on wedding dresses with Zhong Qingya?" She found her voice, her eyes already a little red.
Ouyang Zhoujing felt sorry for her, but still nodded resolutely.
Song Nuan staggered backward.
She's so silly.
She should have noticed something was off when Li Guanyu went to the flower garden. Now, thinking back on what Jiang Jieting said, she realized that every word was a hint, but she was too stupid to understand.
Song Nuan gave a self-deprecating laugh.
So what if she heard it? She just assumed Li Jingchen was being coerced. He couldn't resist, but could she?
Ouyang Zhoujing pursed his lips, "I'll take you back."
“Take me to see him.”
She refused to believe that all her doubts were just speculation, not facts, until she saw it with her own eyes.
"Maybe it's a misunderstanding," Song Nuan thought.
Ouyang Zhoujing knew what she was thinking and refused without hesitation, "It's too late, and you've been drinking. I'll take you home, and you can ask him yourself tomorrow."
"I don't want to go back!"
"Song Nuan." He frowned, but there was no impatience in his eyes, only worry for her.
He didn't know how to persuade her for a moment.
Hearing the commotion from afar, the security guards came over to patrol. "What are you all arguing about?"
Ouyang Zhoujing reacted quickly by pulling Song Nuan into his arms, pressing the back of her head against his chest.
"Who's there?" the security guard asked menacingly, waving his flashlight.
Ouyang Zhoujing turned his head to the side, revealing his perfect jawline, and glanced at the security guard with icy eyes. "I'm here to see President Li. Do you need to check my access card?"
The security guard couldn't possibly know him; giving his name wouldn't help.
The security guard observed Ouyang Zhoujing from a distance. The company was bustling with people every day, some doing business and others just going to work, and their demeanors were all different. He noticed that the man in front of him had a powerful aura and must be someone of status.
Thinking this, the security guard turned off his flashlight. "Who's with you?"
"My secretary."
"Oh." He let out a long, drawn-out "oh" as if struck by a sudden realization, making faces at Song Nuan, which made her feel a little disgusted.
After chasing the person away, Ouyang Zhoujing finally let go of her.
"you--"
"President Ouyang?" A voice suddenly interrupted Song Nuan. She turned her head and saw Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan naturally saw her as well, and his face showed some surprise. "Miss Song, what are you doing here?"
Song Nuanxin was secretly delighted. If Lin Xuan was there, did that mean Li Jingchen was also there?
"I've come to find Li Jingchen."
Lin Xuan glanced at Ouyang Zhoujing, his gaze sweeping over Ouyang's hand holding Song Nuan's. He made a mental note of it, said nothing, and answered Song Nuan's question, "President Li is in a meeting. Would you like to come with me to his office to wait for him?"
A look of suspicion flashed across Song Nuan's face.
Lin Xuan's expression was normal, and there was no trace of lying in his eyes. Song Nuan turned her head to look at Ouyang Zhoujing beside her.
He then looked away. "Okay, I'll go up with you."
The second half of the sentence was addressed to Song Nuan.
Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Young Master Ouyang, you'd better not go. If President Li finds out that you're getting close to Miss Song, he'll be furious, and Miss Song will be the one who suffers in the end."
These words sound like they're for Song Nuan's sake.
Song Nuan felt that Lin Xuan was right, but she had her own thoughts. "It's okay, let's go together. I'll explain to him."
"But……"
Song Nuan interrupted Lin Xuan, "The elevator's here, let's go."
After saying that, she pulled Ouyang Zhoujing into the elevator. Lin Xuan couldn't get a word in edgewise and could only walk in silently.
He wanted to stand behind Ouyang Zhoujing and Song Nuan, but Ouyang Zhoujing seemed to have seen through his plan and simply pressed himself against the elevator wall.
Lin Xuan: "..."
He had no choice but to stand in front of them, clutching his phone tightly, a hint of seriousness in his expression.
The president's office is on the 32nd floor.
Lin Xuan entered the password, opened the door, touched the wall, and pressed the switch, instantly illuminating the office.
Ouyang Zhoujing walked to the coffee table with practiced ease, took out tea leaves, and boiled water.
He casually looked up, as if taking a moment from his busy schedule to ask, "Isn't A-Jing in a meeting at the company? Why are the office lights off?"
Song Nuan looked at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan smiled subtly, "The meeting is downstairs with other departments. All the lights above the 20th floor are off. We don't know when the meeting will end, so keeping it going is a waste of electricity."
Ouyang Zhoujing gave a meaningful "oh," which Lin Xuan found somewhat sarcastic.
We need to find a way to get Ouyang Zhoujing away.
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