Zuo Yuqing suddenly rembered what she had said to herself when she heard Lu Jingchen’s words, and couldn’t help but turn pale.
After a long while, she slowly regained her composure, glanced outside, and saw nothing, but she still smiled and turned back to Lu Jingchen, saying, "Jingchen, aren’t you afraid that Song Qiao will make a scene with you later?"
Upon hearing her words, Lu Jingchen’s eyes deepened, but his expression remained the sa with a profound look, he said to Zuo Yuqing, "Yuqing, these are none of your business."
Song Qiao’s hand tightened at her side, and an indescribable strange atmosphere filled the air between them. After a long while, she nodded and directly agreed to Lu Jingchen, "Alright, I agree!"
The movie produced by Hua Yi was called "Life Reversal", which was based on the renowned work of a famous dostic writer. Song Qiao fell in love with the plot the mont she received the script from Hua Yi.
When she was injured in her waist earlier, Shen Yi had directly granted her a month of paid leave, but in fact, she didn’t need that much ti off.
First thing Monday morning, Song Qiao proposed going back to work, and Lu Jingchen was initially not supportive, but eventually, he agreed reluctantly.
Perhaps because she had rested at ho for too long, when Lu Jingchen dropped her off at the company building, as she looked up at the familiar towering structure, she felt a great sense of relief.
She had always been soone who couldn’t truly settle down. Even when she was at ho recuperating, she was still busy every day researching material, helping Qin Zhe and An Ke prepare for making movies.
She tried to open the car door, but found it stuck. Turning her head, she looked at the man in the driver’s seat and said, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? Open the door and let out?"
Song Qiao was getting anxious. She looked at her watch; there were only about ten minutes left until work started. She certainly couldn’t afford to be late on her first day back from leave.
However, the man’s expression did not change, and he just looked at her impatient deanor for a long while before finally speaking, "Qiaoqiao, did you forget that there’s one thing you haven’t done before getting out of the car?"
Song Qiao, "...What else haven’t I done? No, I haven’t." She pondered for a mont and couldn’t think of anything left undone.
As she looked outside, people were already rushing into the company. Their company’s work hours started an hour earlier than CK, so Song Qiao felt relieved that Lu Jingchen had ti to drop her off.
Lu Jingchen was in no rush as it only took half an hour to reach CK from here, so even if he slowed down a bit, he wouldn’t be late, especially since Lu Jingchen himself was the president of CK; no one would dare to speak against him if he was late.
Watching Song Qiao almost ready to jump out of the car in her hurry, the man’s expression remained unchanged, but his eyes slowly filled with a smile. He leaned over and brought his handso face closer to hers, and before Song Qiao fully realized what was happening, he clasped her nape and chin, pressing his thin lips against hers that had just a touch of lipstick.
Song Qiao, "..." She just let Lu Jingchen kiss her, staring dazedly at the handso face pressing closer until Lu Jingchen’s cold tongue pried open her delicate teeth and swept through her mouth, bringing her back to her senses.
Song Qiao’s face turned utterly red, her eyes widened, and she raised her small hands to push away the man in front of her.
It was unclear whether she actually used much strength or if Lu Jingchen had no intention to continue the passionate kiss in the car, but a simple push from her was enough to separate them.
"Lu Jingchen!" Song Qiao shouted angrily, biting her lip and glaring at him, accusing, "I’m almost late for work, and you... you kissed ."
This man wasn’t in a hurry, yet she was! It was almost ti for work, and what would people think if she was late?
You should know, gossip and backstabbing are the hottest interests in their company.
Lu Jingchen sat up straight, eyebrows slightly raised, and then spoke, "Otherwise, why don’t you co to work at my company? Hm?"
Although Song Qiao was an agent, she wasn’t actually majoring in this field. If Lu Jingchen rembered correctly, Song Qiao majored in managent in school and had excellent grades, highly regarded by the old professors at school.
While CK doesn’t lack managent staff, if Mrs. Lu went to work at CK Group, certainly no one would say anything.
Moreover, CK is his, Lu Jingchen’s, territory. Who dares to bully his woman?
"I don’t want to." Song Qiao refused without a second thought and noticed Lu Jingchen’s slightly sunken expression before she added, "I’ve been at this company for so long, from the ti I graduated, and I have relationships with my colleagues. Besides, look, isn’t sister An’an also at the company?"
"An’an also said that so people at the company have a big prejudice against you." Lu Jingchen raised an eyebrow, his gaze still fixed on her.
Song Qiao froze, and imdiately Li Xin’s face popped into her mind. She pursed her lips nonchalantly and said, "It’s inevitable among colleagues, and didn’t sister An’an also tell you? No one dares to bully in the company!"
"What is your relationship with Shen Yi?" Lu Jingchen asked in return with a hint of dark obscurity in his eyes.
Song Qiao was looking down at her watch on her wrist, calculating how long it would take her to run to the office from here, and when she heard Lu Jingchen’s words, she responded nonchalantly, "Shen Yi is my senior, what about it?"
"And who is the man who was eating with you that day?" Lu Jingchen still asked, seemingly unwilling to let go of any man that had been together with Song Qiao.
This ti, Song Qiao was sowhat taken aback when she heard Lu Jingchen’s question, and she finally raised her head to look at him. Although Lu Jingchen did not specify who it was, he probably didn’t even know the na of the man she was dining with, but Song Qiao knew, Lu Jingchen was asking about Ji Sifan.
During the ti she recovered at the villa, Song Qiao hadn’t seen Ji Sifan for a long ti, and if Lu Jingchen hadn’t brought it up now, she would have forgotten that Ji Sifan was actually back in the country.
After staring at Lu Jingchen for a while, Song Qiao finally said, "Ji Sifan and I grew up together; we have a pretty good relationship, what about it?"
To her, Ji Sifan was nothing more than a brother.
Although Ji Sifan often bullied her when they were younger, and often scared her.
But overall, Ji Sifan was pretty good to her.
So much so that there was a ti, especially when she was feeling downtrodden, she desperately hoped that he could co back from abroad, even if just to give her a hug without helping her.
However, sotis waiting is also a kind of pain, even a burden, and over ti, without any news from Ji Sifan, she gave up.
For her, it wasn’t that Ji Sifan was unwilling to help her or see her; he got into trouble and was sent abroad, so it was normal that he didn’t know she was in trouble.
But, she never thought it would take him so long to return.
When she was young, she did have a crush on Ji Sifan, probably because he was handso, and another reason was that Ji Sifan was the only boy in their area who could fight and remain undefeated in their neighborhood.
Boys with such a strong aura were generally liked by girls at that ti.
At that mont, soone knocked on the window, and both Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen turned their heads to see Lu An’an standing outside the car.
Only then did Song Qiao rember that she was indeed going to be late for work, and she quickly said to Lu Jingchen, "Hey, I’m going to be late for work, Lu Jingchen, let get out of the car quickly."
"Call husband."
Song Qiao, "...husband." She called out awkwardly, her ears beginning to heat up, making her feel very unnatural.
Throughout their marriage, she rarely addressed him in such a way except when they made love, where he would use all sorts of thods to make her call him that; normally, she didn’t actually call him that.
Hearing Song Qiao call him with that soft voice, Lu Jingchen finally satisfied, directly unlocked the car door.
Before opening the car door, Song Qiao turned her head back and glared at him awkwardly, muttering very softly, "Stingy."
n’s ears are always very sensitive, although she spoke very softly, he still heard it, but he didn’t speak, instead, a smile appeared in his eyes.
As soon as the car door opened, Lu An’an stuck her head in first, glanced at the two people inside the car, naturally noticing Song Qiao’s sowhat flushed ears, and couldn’t help but tease, "Brother, Qiaoqiao, I saw your car here when I went to the parking lot ten minutes ago, and I didn’t expect to co back and find you’re still here, brother, were you doing sothing to Qiaoqiao in the car? Why does it take so long?"
When Lu An’an said this, her eyes were full of implications, looking at Song Qiao, then at her own brother, obviously thinking things in a twisted way.
Song Qiao, "... An’an, your thoughts are really... twisted."
Compared to Song Qiao who felt uneasy, Lu Jingchen remained unfazed, raised his hand to check the ti on his wrist, and reminded lightly, "You have seven minutes left for work."
Lu An’an, "..."
Song Qiao, "..." Feeling a sudden jolt through her body, Song Qiao grabbed her bag and jumped out of the car, and the next second, without even saying goodbye to Lu Jingchen, both girls dashed toward the office.
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