This is also why others say that being able to enter CK, even if there isn’t much bonus, will still make you a small local tyrant.
After Secretary Xu left, Ning Wan ca out of the kitchen with a glass of milk in hand, standing two or three steps away from Lu Jingchen. She looked directly at Song Qiao’s room door and opened with a light smile, "Lu Jingchen, actually, I don’t agree with you being with Song Qiao, I don’t even want you to have any relationship with her at all, do you know why?"
Lu Jingchen walked back to the sofa and sat down, looking up at Ning Wan without speaking.
Ning Wan, however, seed indifferent and laughed softly with a bit of irony, "Or you can think that it’s because I hate Xi Mohan, so I also disliked you. But, putting aside that relationship, after all, I understand you, and maybe in your life, love is not essential. But as for Song Qiao, she hopes for a true love, for soone who can truly protect her!"
Ning Wan turned her face, her eyes holding a shallow smile t the man’s profound gaze, her expression cool yet carried a hint of politeness, "So, if you feel that you will never fall in love with Song Qiao in this life, it’s better not to give her any hope, then disappoint her. She lost her mother during her most romantic age, and likewise, also lacking fatherly love, hence she yearns deeply for love, craving that warmth."
She rembered the first ti she t Song Qiao, she was like a wounded little animal, only finding a corner to quietly lick her wounds, keeping everyone outside her own world, anyone who approached her would be like a vigilant little hedgehog, even sotis she had an illusion, that ti Song Qiao gave her the feeling, as if anyone who attacked her would definitely be t with a resolve to perish together.
Latter, Ning Wan unintentionally heard soone say that Song Qiao’s mother had passed away, and her father directly brought his mistress ho. She not only lost her mother but also lost her father’s love.
At that ti she was in the sa class as Song Qiao, but they didn’t talk much, until one ti after school when she was preparing to go ho, outside in a small alley, she saw several schoolgirls bullying Song Qiao carrying a backpack. That was the first ti she saw Song Qiao stubbornly tough, even when at a disadvantage.
Maybe it was her inner self constantly urging her to step forward to help, or maybe she was truly moved by Song Qiao at that mont, she indeed helped her.
And from then on, she began to slowly enter Song Qiao’s world.
Perhaps many people think that a girl like Song Qiao is easy to get along with, but Ning Wan knew that her world was hard to enter. She actually spent an entire high school ti to finally beco best friends with her. Even in the first two years when they started living together, the two of them were rely nodding acquaintances maintaining their own peace.
Ning Wan and Song Qiao could develop into good best friends, which was said to have surprised everyone at that ti. In everyone’s eyes, Ning Wan was not easy to get along with, carrying a sowhat aloof aura, while Song Qiao although seemingly very approachable, also carried a hint of distance.
And for Ning Wan, the reason why the two of them beca best friends is that both had a wound in their hearts!
Lu Jingchen deeply looked at Ning Wan, his expression unchanged, lifting his lips calmly and said, "Are you reminding that your relationship with her is better than that of being her husband?"
Ning Wan, "..." When did she ever imply that?
Lu Jingchen, however, had a smile that was not quite a smile, his handso face bearing an elegant yet not lacking in chilly haughtiness, "Since ancient tis n have brotherly bonds, and won have friendship bonds, sotis we really cannot comprehend the relationships between won. I used to wonder, just how good must that relationship be between won to qualify to be called ’best friends’!"
"So you are jealous of the good relationship I have with Qiaoqiao?" Ning Wan took up Lu Jingchen’s words directly, but seeing the man opposite her wearing a hint of regret, she continued, "It’s just a pity that you didn’t et Qiaoqiao earlier than I did. Perhaps, if you could, you might have a better relationship with her. You lost at the fact, you didn’t et Qiaoqiao before !"
Lu Jingchen didn’t care, lifting his thin lips serenely, "No matter how good your friendship is, she is still my wife now, the mother of my future children!"
The man’s expression did not change at all, even his smile was deeper.
Ning Wan, "..." Shaless, Qiaoqiao hasn’t agreed to have children for him yet.
Between the two’s verbal spar, it was ultimately Lu Jingchen who triumphed, Ning Wan defeated miserably.
Song Qiao only packed a few sets of clothes and so recently needed docunts, along with so skincare products; she didn’t take much else because as she saw it, although she was married to Lu Jingchen and planning to move in with him, the place she had lived with Ning Wan for years, is her ho in her heart.
"Qiaoqiao, what are you daydreaming about?" Ning Wan opened the door and entered, just as Song Qiao was sitting on the carpet staring at her suitcase in a daze.
Snapping back to reality, Song Qiao lifted her head to look at Ning Wan entering, and suddenly those initially vague emotions surged up instantly, fixating on her companion of eight years, the best friend who also took care of her, feeling inexplicably reluctant!
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