Almost done eating, Lu Jingchen’s phone, placed on the side, began to ring. He glanced at the caller ID; it was the number from the Lu Family Mansion.
He picked up the phone and stood up, saying to Song Qiao, "It’s a call from the mansion. You all keep eating; I’ll go outside to take this call."
Song Qiao was just about to put a atball into Lu Jingchen’s bowl. Hearing this, she pivoted the chopsticks and placed the atball into her mouth instead, nodding, "Go take it."
This is simply... PDA overload.
Song Qiao was caught off guard, completely bewildered, unable to regain her composure for a good mont. By the ti she collected herself, Lu Jingchen had already let go of her.
The man had a faint smile on his lips, slowly chewing the atball in his mouth, then, in a sowhat suggestive tone, said, "Tastes good."
Song Qiao’s face flushed red, glaring at the man in front of her, and said discontentedly, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing in public?"
Her tone wasn’t angry but carried a hint of coquettishness and shyness.
This man’s assertiveness in such matters always made her lose control. Sotis, Song Qiao felt she was about to lt because of him.
Lu Jingchen remained unfazed, "Just trying the atball... Okay, I’m going to take the call. You shouldn’t eat too spicy, be good~"
After saying that, he directly walked out of the dining room.
Gu Qing watched Song Qiao with a smile, noticing she still hadn’t turned around from watching Lu Jingchen’s departing back. She couldn’t help but tease, "He’s gone already. Do you two have to be this lovey-dovey?"
Song Qiao turned around to find everyone looking at her with a playful expression, her face turned even redder, feeling her ears start to heat up, quickly changing the topic, "Eat, eat, these vegetables have been in too long and might get mushy."
Chu Munan was preparing food for Song Nianhuan, as if treating her like his own daughter. He looked up at Song Qiao and asked, "Now that everyone knows about your relationship, are you planning on having a wedding ceremony?"
He knew Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao hadn’t gone through divorce proceedings, and they were still married.
The wedding five years ago hadn’t gone perfectly, and online it was said that a woman’s most beautiful mont is when she wears a wedding dress.
Back when Song Nianhuan and Lu Wangshu were in Paris, Chu Munan had once asked Song Qiao if she wanted another wedding.
Back then, he actually wanted to marry Song Qiao into the Chu Family as the Young Mistress of the Chu Family.
He didn’t mind that Song Qiao was pregnant with Lu Jingchen’s child; he just thought Song Qiao was more suited to be his wife than anyone else.
At the ti, Song Qiao’s answer was that because the previous wedding was imperfect, she actually did want to have another wedding.
Song Qiao popped a atball into her mouth, chewing carefully. Upon hearing Chu Munan’s question, she bit her chopsticks and then shook her head with a smile, "Not planning on it."
Chu Munan lowered his eyes to hide all his emotions, then picked up a sausage for Song Nianhuan, saying, "Hmm, one wedding is enough for anyone. It’s about ti you think about getting Huanhuan registered."
Song Qiao nodded, "Right, I almost forgot about that. I’ll talk to Lu Jingchen about it tonight."
After saying that, Song Qiao suddenly looked steadily at Chu Munan, as though wanting to say sothing but held back, clearly having words yet unable to say them now, which felt a bit uncomfortable.
Chu Munan turned away slightly to look at her, feeling a bit awkward under her gaze, he furrowed his brows and said, "If you have sothing to say, just say it. Don’t look at like that; it’s making nervous."
Song Qiao, "..." Was she that obvious?
A trace of embarrassnt appeared on her face, she couldn’t help but cough lightly, then lowered her head to adjust her expression, and after about ten seconds, she looked up at Chu Munan, saying, "Didn’t you ntion before that you ca to An City to find a woman? That woman should be important to you, right? Why not tell who she is, and I’ll let my husband help you out?"
Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Chu Munan’s hand, which was picking up food, paused slightly, a shadow flitting through his eyes for just a mont before it passed.
The change lasted only about ten seconds, so no one noticed his emotional fluctuation.
Resuming his action of picking up food, the man opened his thin lips slightly, saying softly, "No need, I’ve already found her." Saying this, Chu Munan looked at Song Qiao, then shifted the conversation with a soft smile, "Soon I’ll be going back to Beijing. Anyway, Huanhuan is going back to the Lu Family with you. When you get a chance, take the kids to Beijing to see your grandfather and my grandfather."
Song Qiao was successfully diverted from the topic, nodding, "I haven’t visited Grandfather in a while. I wonder if he misses . I’ll find so ti to go."
Gu Qing looked at Chu Munan, then at Song Qiao, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
These two, in the end, just don’t belong together.
She actually quite favors Chu Munan; good-looking, with a family background, the key being he doesn’t just treat Song Qiao well, but also little Song Nianhuan.
But... Song Qiao has already chosen Lu Jingchen, so she and Chu Munan are impossible. Ultimately, there’s a bit of regret in it.
...
Lu Jingchen walked straight to the living room to take the call. When he heard what the butler had to say, his whole body imdiately froze, his facial expression changed.
Xu Qian had an accident...
Although the butler didn’t provide much information, Lu Jingchen understood that his mother must have encountered trouble.
An unpleasant thought suddenly popped into his mind, causing a rare feeling of panic to rise in his heart.
According to the butler’s description, his mother’s situation was very grim.
After the butler finished speaking, Lu Jingchen’s face didn’t look good, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where’s my dad?"
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