"Just now."
Meeting Li Jingchen's slightly puzzled gaze, Song Nuan felt a complex mix of emotions.
The content of the argument between Zhong Guan and the Li family father and son was quite obvious. Anyone who could sort it out in their mind could understand the general outline, not to mention that Song Nuan had always been at the center of the storm.
She knew that many things were caused by her, even though it wasn't her original intention that so many things happened.
"and you……"
Song Nuan glanced at him. "I don't want to get involved in your plans. Whatever you do is your business, but—"
She lifted her eyelids, and in the darkness, her gaze appeared as cold as the moonlight.
“If you make another move against the Song family, then Li Jingchen, we can only become enemies. Our relationship is not deep enough for me to ignore your harm time and time again. I hope you understand this.”
His grip on the steering wheel tightened suddenly.
The car body swayed.
Song Nuan withdrew her gaze and lazily closed her eyes. "Wake me up when we get there."
He remained silent, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
Before long, the Maserati stopped at the intersection of World Trade City, and its beautiful model attracted the attention of many people.
Song Nuan took out sunglasses and put them on, covering most of her face. As she unbuckled her seatbelt, she casually reminded her, "Don't get out of the car, so you don't get photographed and cause trouble."
"I'll wait for you here, and we'll go home together in a bit."
"No."
Song Nuan refused decisively, "Yi Ran and Fang Yu both drove here, either of them can give me a ride. You must be very busy right now, there's no need to waste any more time on me."
His face was full of disapproval.
Time is indeed tight; the wedding is the day after tomorrow, and there are many things to take care of.
But nothing is more important than the time he spends with her. All the preparations and things he did were originally just to be with her.
Now, all she can think about is how to get away from him.
Li Jingchen felt ridiculous.
With a bang, Song Nuan slammed the car door shut and left without looking back.
He glanced at the time, thought for a moment, and decided to get out of the car and follow her to see what was going on—given the recent special circumstances, Li Jingchen didn't quite believe that she was simply having a meal with Xu Yiran and the other woman.
Fang Yu knew that she had run away and concealed her whereabouts.
The three of them meeting up is most likely to help Song Nuan devise a way to escape from him.
He didn't want to experience the panic of losing her again.
Li Jingchen's eyes were dark. He had just grasped the handle and was about to push the door open when his phone rang.
It was Lin Xuan's call.
"President Li, something bad has happened. Zhong Qingya has been on a hunger strike for two days and has now fainted. A doctor has been called to examine her. Zhong Guan somehow found out about this and is causing trouble at the entrance."
"They even brought police, insisting that we were holding his daughter under house arrest."
The situation was truly urgent; Lin Xuan finished speaking in one breath, without even having time to catch his breath.
Li Jingchen's brow twitched slightly, and he asked in a calm voice, "What did the doctor say?"
"They're still observing. The preliminary diagnosis is that he's in a coma due to malnutrition caused by starvation. He's currently receiving intravenous nutrition, but..."
"explain!"
Lin Xuan sighed softly, "She has many wounds around her, and we don't know when they were inflicted. The doctor said they look like fresh wounds, so it's probably self-harm from being locked in the villa."
"I didn't notice when she was wearing a cotton coat, but once she's wearing a wedding dress for the wedding, nothing can be hidden."
Li Jingchen said coldly, "Then don't wear it."
Lin Xuan: "?"
"She's just a nobody. Does she really think she can become Mrs. Li?"
These words did not shake Li Jingchen's heart in the slightest. His tone remained indifferent, and he only focused on solving the problem calmly. As for Zhong Qingya's emotional issues,
That's not something he should be considering.
What should be done with the crown?
“I’m going there now. As for the police matter, call Si Ze and have him contact the police station to handle it.”
"Okay, I understand."
Li Jingchen instructed, "If Zhong Guan refuses to cooperate, have the bodyguards detain him. Anyway, the wedding is in two days, so it won't hurt to lock him up for two days."
Lin Xuan silently gave Li Jingchen a thumbs up in his heart.
Ever since he met Song Nuan, Li Jingchen has gone crazy over anything related to her.
Turning his head to look out the car window, Song Nuan's figure had already disappeared.
Li Jingchen tossed his phone onto the passenger seat, stepped on the gas, turned the car around, and drove towards Wanhua Garden.
Two figures emerged from behind a pillar at the main entrance of the World Trade Center, one tall and one short.
Ouyang Zhoujing released his hand from Song Nuan's mouth, a hint of apology appearing on his handsome face. "I'm sorry, it was an emergency, I'm sorry you were startled."
Song Nuan's mouth was covered by his hand until it was red, and her hand was pinched so hard it hurt.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
Song Nuan resisted the urge to shove her hand in front of him and question him, and gently shook her head, "What do you want from me?"
"It's not convenient to talk here."
The two arrived at the coffee shop, where there was no one else around except for their table.
Ouyang Zhoujing didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, saying, "The day after tomorrow is A-Jing's wedding with Zhong Qingya. Zhong Qingya has been under his house arrest, and something happened today."
"What happened?"
"I don't know, but it must be serious. Lin Xuan took a doctor there, but he hasn't come out for a long time."
Although it wasn't directly related to her, Song Nuan still felt a sense of fear.
Li Jingchen is truly terrifying when he goes berserk.
She pursed her lips and thought for a moment before asking him, "Is Zhong Qingya under house arrest at Wanhua Garden?"
Ouyang Zhoujing looked surprised.
“Since he’s under house arrest, he’ll keep a tight rein on information. At least until it’s all done, he probably won’t want you to know, but you always seem to find out quickly.”
“Zhong Qingya moved into Wanhua Garden before. Given Li Jingchen’s style of doing things, since she covets Wanhua Garden, he will probably grant her wish and let her stay there.”
“If it’s Wanhua Garden, then it explains why you were able to get the news so quickly.”
"You live right next door, and you even have people keeping an eye on Li Jingchen's family, is that right?"
She finished speaking calmly and slowly, and Ouyang Zhoujing chuckled softly, "You're really smart, you guessed everything correctly without missing a single word."
Song Nuan, on the contrary, found it boring and idly fiddled with the ornaments on the table.
"so what?"
She said calmly, "Things have come to this point, you should know that I don't really care who he marries or whether he gets married at all."
Of course he knew.
Zhong Qingya's illness was just the appetizer; he had much more to say.
"What if it's your uncle's business?"
Song Nuan froze, taking several seconds to recover. Her face was stiff with unease. "How did you know..."
She didn't explain it clearly.
She didn't know what to ask. Should she ask Ouyang Zhoujing how he knew Du Kangtao was her uncle? Or should she ask him how he knew about Du Kangtao?
Ouyang Zhoujing had anticipated her doubts and explained, "A-Jing did send the person away, that's true, but my friendship with your uncle has always remained, after all, he was the one who told me about the Wen family."
“I have been in contact with your uncle.”
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