What happened that day was only a week away, and she actually pretended that it never happened.
"Boss Zhao, there was something wrong with the incense you ordered that day."
"Ms. Jiang, incense is used to help you sleep. How can you say there is a problem? Is it due to your own health, Miss Jiang?"
Zhao Fengxian had a high attitude and what he said was reasonable and well-founded.
Invisibly, he pushed the matter onto the other party.
Jiang Ning's eyes turned sharp as she looked at Zhao Fengxian.
She never thought that the woman in front of her actually had such a side.
Fortunately, nothing happened to her. In that case, she'd better stay away.
Their eyes met, and after a long time, she turned and left.
Zhao Fengxian looked at her back and was about to call the person to stop when he suddenly saw Song Nuan coming towards her and ducked into the box next to her.
When Jiang Ning turned around again, Zhao Fengxian had disappeared.
Song Nuan also looked towards her, but saw nothing.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Ning shook his head, but his expression looked very tired.
When she took Song Nuan back, she was obviously worried.
"Ning Ning, shall we go back?"
Song Nuan was worried about her.
When Jiang Ning proposed this, he did not object and said: "You wait here for a while, I will go in and talk to Li Zeyu."
Song Nuan nodded.
Jiang Ning went in and came out again in less than two minutes.
But when the two came out of Lansha, Li Zeyu chased them out.
He took a deep look at Song Nuan, approached Jiang Ning, held her face affectionately, and ignored Song Nuan and the people passing by, lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
"You've just caught a cold, go to bed early."
He whispered in her ear and ruffled her hair.
Song Nuan, who was waiting for Jiang Ning not far away, covered her mouth in envy.
When Jiang Ning returned to the car, Song Nuan, her best friend, kept chattering.
"My dear, Li Zeyu, the flower of the high mountains, is firmly in your hands now. You must hold on tight."
Jiang Ning laughed, and when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a woman standing in front of a window on the second floor. She looked very much like Zhao Fengxian.
Before she could see clearly, the car had already turned around and turned onto the road, driving away from Lansha.
When she got home, Jiang Ning was still thinking about Zhao Fengxian.
She always felt that this woman was mysterious, but she couldn't tell what exactly.
"Ning Ning, I want to take a shower first. Lend me your clothes."
Jiang Ning was distracted on the sofa, and Song Nuan had already entered the bedroom.
She calmed down and hurried over to look for clothes.
"Baby, how long have you and Li Zeyu been living together?"
"without……"
Before Jiang Ning finished speaking, she turned around and saw Song Nuan holding a man's undershirt with two fingers and asked.
Jiang Ning looked at it and felt ashamed, her cheeks were like ripe red apples.
She walked over, took away Li Zeyu's sweatshirt, and put her own clothes on Song Nuan's arm.
Song Nuan entered the bathroom with a smirk on her face.
Jiang Ning heard the door close and breathed a sigh of relief. She folded her sweatshirt and put it in the back of the closet.
In the middle of the night, while the two of them were sleeping soundly, a rapid ringing suddenly rang loudly.
When Jiang Ning woke up, Song Nuan had already reached for her phone.
But it didn't connect, so I hung up directly and chose to shut down the phone.
Jiang Ning caught a glimpse and was a little worried.
In the dark night, she looked at the ceiling and asked for a long time: "Nuan Nuan, has anything happened to you recently?"
Song Nuan was lying next to her, but with his back to her.
After asking this question, she never heard Song Nuan's response in the silent night.
She thought she was asleep, but just when Jiang Ning was about to close her eyes and fall asleep, Song Nuan's voice came: "Ning Ning, if one day you know that your mother is still alive, what will you do?"
"...Why do you ask that?"
Jiang Ning was a little at a loss.
How could her mother still be alive?
Jiang Ning was shocked when she realized something.
In her memory, Song Nuan's biological mother died when she was very young, and her father married his current wife, her stepmother.
In these years, the stepmother has not had any more children in order to take care of her.
The money Song Changhe made from doing business was entirely for Song Nuan, his only daughter.
But now, Song Nuan asked her if such words would prove...
Jiang Ning turned sideways, grabbed her shoulders from behind, and comforted her in a low voice: "Nuan Nuan, have you encountered something you can't solve? I am your friend, you can tell me any difficulties you have.
"
Song Nuan turned around and lay down.
In the darkness, Jiang Ning couldn't see her expression clearly, but through the light outside the window, she could see Song Nuan staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, motionless.
Jiang Ning said: "As you know, my parents passed away a long time ago."
Speaking of this, Song Nuan glanced sideways, took a deep breath, and hugged Jiang Ning sideways.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and Jiang Ning didn't ask any more questions.
In the quiet night, it didn't take long before everyone fell asleep.
The next morning, Jiang Ning was woken up by the alarm clock.
Song Nuan was missing from her side, so she was frightened and immediately went out to look for her. She saw Song Nuan with his back to her, sitting in front of the French window in the living room, looking at the scenery outside, lost in thought for a long time.
Jiang Ning didn't bother him. After washing, he made a simple breakfast.
When he left after eating, he left the house password for Song Nuan and went to Kainet.
Jiang Ning has been distracted all morning.
Li Zeyu, from the top-level CEO's office, noticed something was wrong with her from the surveillance camera and asked Fang Yue to take a walk in the public relations department.
However, as soon as Fang Yue went downstairs, he met Jiang Ning in the corridor holding a cigarette case and lighter.
Neither of them spoke first, they just looked at each other and then went their separate ways.
Jiang Ning smoked a cigarette in the corridor. When she came out, Fang Yue leaned against the wall, as if waiting for her.
Approaching, Fang Yue said: "Mr. Li is urging me on Zhuang Yan's matter, and there has been progress."
Jiang Ning, who was lost in thought, suddenly raised her eyes and asked, "What should I say?"
"Zhuang Ruonan found Mr. Li and insisted on letting his daughter go. Mr. Li didn't want the matter to escalate, so he decided to keep it private."
"private……"
"Why? I'll go find him."
When Jiang Ning heard this, he immediately became furious.
Li Zeyu guessed that Jiang Ning would come, so he was already prepared to deal with it.
Jiang Ning pushed the door open without knocking and went in with a cold and angry face.
"Mr. Li, Zhuang Yan's matter..."
Before she finished speaking, Li Zeyu threw a card to her.
Jiang Ning swallowed back what she said before she finished speaking, opened her mouth in surprise, and stepped closer to his desk.
Fang Yue said it was private. Could it be that he was accompanied by a large sum of money?
Li Zeyu's deep eyebrows always locked her face.
Jiang Ning looked at the card on the desk, looked up at him again, and asked with some confusion: "What do you mean?"
Li Zeyu supported the armrests of the chair with his hands, stood up suddenly, and looked directly at her.
"Zhuang Ruonan doesn't want things to get too big for the sake of his daughter. Here are two million. If you accept it, this matter will be wiped out. If..."
"receive."
Jiang Ning's angry expression turned into joy in an instant, and she immediately took away her bank card.
"Are you sure two million?"
Li Zeyu didn't expect that she would do this, and was still in shock for a while, unable to recover.