"You like jewelry from Berlin, don't you?"
Qin Yuchuan suddenly asked this question, which seemed completely irrelevant, leaving Song Nuan momentarily stunned.
She asked in confusion, "What? You're buying it for me too?"
With a gloomy face, Qin Yuchuan took out a bank card from his bag and threw it on the crystal table with a thud.
"No matter what happens in the future, at least for now you are my wife in name only. I can buy you what you like, and you don't need other men to pay for it or try to please you."
Song Nuan almost laughed.
What is he doing now? Jealousy?
Song Nuan thought this in her heart, and she asked it aloud, "Qin Yuchuan, if you're jealous of them, then I think you're ridiculous."
Her tone carried a hint of mockery.
Like a needle, it pierced his heart accurately and ruthlessly.
Unable to bear Song Nuan's cold and mocking gaze, he grabbed her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.
Song Nuan widened her eyes, raised her hand, and slapped him across the face without any mercy.
"Qin Yuchuan, don't go crazy in front of me! If you've forgotten, I don't mind reminding you again: we're just a contractual couple now, it's over in name only. Don't do anything that crosses the line!"
My face is burning.
But compared to the pain in my heart, it's nothing.
Qin Yuchuan looked at her with a deep gaze, "Is there absolutely no chance for us?"
Song Nuan almost thought there was something wrong with her ears.
"Do you think that if Song Ningxue has a miscarriage, I'll make up with you and we'll be back to normal?" she said coldly. "What's done is done, I won't look back."
Her tone was resolute and cold.
Qin Yuchuan's hands, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly. "Okay."
Song Nuan breathed a sigh of relief; finally, it could understand human speech.
However, the next second—
"I have two more months. I will handle everything. Song Nuan, don't say anything too absolute. We grew up together. No one in this world knows you better than me."
Song Nuanzhen laughed, "So you know where it hurts the most when you stab me with a knife."
Qin Yuchuan remained silent.
"Do I need to remind you? You know perfectly well that I care about my mother, yet you used clues about her to deceive me, forcing me to sign a divorce agreement and relinquish my inheritance rights so that Song Ningxue could inherit the Song family business."
“You know that Song Ningxue and I have never gotten along. Of all the people you cheated on, you had to cheat on Song Ningxue.”
“He even took her abroad on our wedding day, leaving me behind. Luckily, we had a secret marriage, otherwise I would have become the laughing stock of the entire Liangcheng.”
She listed his crimes one by one.
Qin Yuchuan felt utterly humiliated.
"Stop talking!"
As he wished, Song Nuan didn't continue, but simply smiled, "You've forgotten what you did, but I remember. You can't even face it yourself, so why do you think I'll be so magnanimous as to forgive you?"
His face was as dark as ink.
Without hesitation, he turned around, slammed the door, and left.
Xu Yiran, who was downstairs, was startled by the commotion. She turned around and saw Qin Yuchuan coming down from the study in a rage.
It passed by her again and disappeared.
"What's wrong with him?" Xu Yiran muttered, hung up the phone, went upstairs and knocked on the study door.
She didn't go inside, but stood outside and asked, "Song Nuan, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Song Nuan's voice came from inside.
Hearing no sobbing, Xu Yiran felt relieved and went back to doing her own thing.
Inside the room, Song Nuan rubbed her temples and opened Fang Yu's message.
"Sister Song, Xu Yiran has been fired."
Just as I expected.
Song Nuan: 'Reason?'
Fang Yu: 'The probationary period is unsuitable because... my abilities are insufficient, and I am unable to fulfill the responsibilities of this position.'
Song Nuan was so angry that she turned off the screen.
She had read Xu Yiran's portfolio and could easily guess whether it was due to a lack of ability or some other reason.
The next morning, Qin Shi.
The project was successfully completed, and Lu Ziyang did not come to Qin's again, which also made Song Nuan feel much more relaxed.
She had originally planned to consolidate the project team's recent work.
But she received a call from Qin Guangsheng, who said he wanted to see her.
It had been a long time since Song Nuan had visited Qin Guangsheng. She handed over her urgent work to Fang Yu and made time to go to the hospital.
No sooner had she left than Song Ningxue stepped into Qin's Group and headed straight for the vice president's office.
Before Zheng Siyuan could announce his arrival, Song Ningxue pushed open the door and went inside.
Qin Yuchuan looked coldly at Zheng Siyuan.
Zheng Siyuan lowered his head. "I'm sorry, President Qin."
He waved his hand impatiently, and Zheng Siyuan understood, closing the door behind him as he left.
Song Ningxue carried a thermos and walked to his side with a sweet smile, "Brother Chuan, you've been working hard lately. I made some soup for you to nourish your body."
“I have no appetite,” he said curtly.
The two dark patches are now more obvious, indicating that he must not have slept well last night.
Song Ningxue said with heartache, "The project is finished, and the banquet in Berlin went smoothly. Brother Chuan, you should rest for a while. Didn't you say last time that we wanted to have another child..."
“Ningxue,” he interrupted, frowning. “I’m working right now.”
She was stunned for a few seconds.
A woman's intuition is always sharp. Not only his cold and impatient attitude, but also the change in how he addresses her, can actually tell a lot.
Song Ningxue felt as if her heart was being gripped by a large hand, and she had some difficulty breathing.
But she still managed a smile.
"Okay, I'll leave after I've said one last thing."
Seemingly hearing that she was leaving, Qin Yuchuan's tone softened, "Go ahead."
Song Ningxue said, "There are only a few months left before the will expires. Brother Chuan, you promised to help me get the inheritance right. The current situation within the Song family is not good, so this is a good opportunity."
For some reason, Song Nuan's words from last night suddenly came to mind—
"You forced me to sign a divorce agreement, relinquishing my inheritance rights so that Song Ningxue could inherit the Song family business."
He knew that Song Nuan cared a lot about the Song family.
That was one of the few things that Grandpa Song left her.
He has already helped Song Ningxue once. If he stands against her again, will they ever be able to go back to how things were?
Qin Yuchuan couldn't imagine it.
Song Ningxue continued, "Brother Chuan, if you buy the Song Group shares and transfer them to me, even if I don't get the inheritance rights, I can still enter the board of directors, and then I can gradually work towards that goal later."
He frowned. "The Qin family doesn't have the resources to get involved in the Song family's mess right now."
The meaning of this statement is actually quite obvious.
Song Ningxue paused for a second, then asked incredulously, "What about the inheritance rights..."
"I can't help you."
"Didn't you promise me?"
“You can ask Song Zhiren to arrange a position for you, and you can work your way up step by step… Song Nuan did it this way too, and if she can do it, so can you.”
Song Ningxue bit her lip hard.
Song Nuan, it's Song Nuan again!
His eyes changed when he talked about Song Nuan!
“I’m not like my sister. I have you. I don’t need to suffer like this. Brother Chuan, you will help me, right?” Her eyes seemed to be covered with mist, watery and tender, making it hard for anyone to refuse.
Qin Yuchuan was always like this.
Perhaps it was because he had seen too much, or perhaps his heart had changed, but at this moment he was completely unmoved.
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