Although this is her own ho, Song Qiao now found herself completely deprived of all freedom. She felt increasingly frustrated, but there was nothing she could do. After all, they were ard with guns, and she couldn’t possibly take on so many tall, gun-wielding n in black alone.
She would be captured in an instant.
Yu Xia’s expression shifted slightly; her phone had already been found and discarded in the study by those n, and now she had no way to contact the outside world. What if Lu Jingchen still didn’t know they were in trouble, and the kidnapper decided to take them away when he left?
Lu Jingchen’s place was once considered the safest by her, but now it turned out to be the most dangerous.
Song Qiao had no idea what was going through Yu Xia’s mind, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. The injury on her back needed tily dication; it would take about a week of treatnt for the burn to heal, otherwise, on just the first day without dication, the pain would intensify once the pain relief wore off.
Song Qiao did not know what the dication was, but it seed effective. Lu Jingchen had applied the dicine that morning, and had it not been for the man shoving her onto her injured back, she wouldn’t have felt the pain and almost could forget the injury was there.
Yu Xia didn’t notice anything odd about Song Qiao, and simply poured herself a glass of boiled water from the kettle on the table. These people hadn’t made things too difficult for them, at least they had provided water. After taking a sip, she set the cup down on the table, glanced outside at the torrential rain that had started, and felt an inexplicable irritation rise within her, before turning to Song Qiao and asking, "Do you know if there’s any bad blood between Lu Jingchen and that man in the study, their boss?"
Song Qiao turned her head to look at her for a mont before responding, "I don’t know; Jingchen never ntioned it to ."
Yu Xia’s eyes darkened, her pink lips pressed together, falling silent once more without further comnt.
Seeing Yu Xia silently retreat into her thoughts, Song Qiao pondered and then asked, "Yu Xia, do you know if the rumors about Lu Jingchen’s parents having passed away are true?"
When she first t Lu Jingchen, she heard that his parents had already passed away, but later he brought her to the Lu Family Mansion where she t Lu Tianming and Xu Qian, shattering the previous rumors.
She had heard of Lu Tianming’s reputation even when she was in high school, but she unexpectedly found he was Lu Jingchen’s father, which puzzled her for quite a while.
Moreover, if she rembered correctly, Lu Tianming had never disclosed who his son was before, and everyone only knew he had a son and a daughter, with no nas or photos revealed. Lu Jingchen’s reputation began quietly circulating in An City while she was still in high school, but despite knowing he was a child of the Lu family, no one connected him with Lu Tianming’s son, because during her graduation year, an interview with Lu Jingchen ntioned his parents had passed away.
Yu Xia appeared to have known Lu Jingchen from a long ti ago, which is why Song Qiao thought of asking her.
Hearing Song Qiao’s question, Yu Xia appeared slightly startled, opened her mouth to speak, but ended up saying nothing after a long pause. After looking at Song Qiao, she finally spoke, "Song Qiao, if you want to know about these matters, I can’t help you because I don’t know much. But you should ask your husband; since you are his wife, he would surely tell you if you ask."
Song Qiao had also guessed that Yu Xia wouldn’t tell her, but she was ntally prepared to remain oblivious, and thus she didn’t show much disturbance, simply curling the corners of her mouth and staying silent.
...
anwhile, a black Maybach raced towards the villa under the pouring rain, speeding so fast it made the other drivers crank down their windows to curse at the Maybach disappearing from their sight.
The Maybach overtook car after car, and many drivers who dared not speed up cursed as they were overtaken.
Inside the car, Zuo Yuqing looked sowhat pale, holding tightly onto nearby objects. It was her first ti in a car moving so fast, and she was barely holding on, yet she said nothing as the man driving wore a gloom so deep it seed he might snap at any mont.
Lu Jingchen’s eyes were tightly focused on the road ahead, his handso features shadowed by an unmistakable coldness, his grip on the steering wheel intensifying, the veins on his hands clearly visible.
"Lu Jingchen, my back kills, you can’t hold when we sleep, don’t touch my wound or it’s over between us."
"Lu Jingchen, does your dad really, really hate ? Not only did he splatter hot tea on my back, but he also didn’t even ask if I was alright after I got hurt."
"Lu Jingchen, I really saved you this ti; you have to treat better from now on, otherwise, I’ll stop liking you."
"Lu Jingchen, aren’t you going to work? You’re running late."
"I couldn’t tie a tie before, but now look... After getting married to you, I’m the one who does it. I treat you well, don’t I?"
"..."
The soft, feminine voice continually echoes around his ear, unable to be shaken off.
His gaze fixates intently on the road ahead, lips lightly pursed, his jaw set in a straight line. At this mont, he is most concerned about her safety. Chu Munan, what kind of man he is—nobody knows better than him. It’s precisely because he knows that he is now worried about Song Qiao.
Zuo Yuqing turns her head to look at the man on the driver’s seat, shifting gears, stepping on the accelerator, and turning the steering wheel. Her eyes slightly dim.
Although she had long given up on her feelings for Lu Jingchen, seeing him so worried about another woman still made her heart ache.
After all, this man used to treat her so well. It was just that at the beginning... she only had herself to bla for not knowing how to cherish it.
The torrential rain washes over the entire city, as if the gloomy sky is pressing down. The black Maybach heads straight into the Half Mountain Villa District, then towards the villa where he and Song Qiao live. Ten minutes later, it parks precisely outside the villa. It is then that he notices several SUVs and black sedans parked inside the gate, which darkens Lu Jingchen’s expression even more.
He pulls out his phone without hesitation, directly finds the most familiar number in the contact list, and makes the call.
At this very mont, Xi Mohan is at the hospital with Ning Wan. Saying he is accompanying her is nothing less than him shalessly ignoring Ning Wan’s objections and deciding to stay.
The caretaker and the doctors and nurses who co into to check on Ning Wan’s health don’t dare to breathe too loudly, afraid to upset the man sitting on the sofa.
Ning Wan sits expressionlessly on the hospital bed, allowing the doctor to examine her while her cold gaze lands on the man who is working on the sofa.
The phone on the table rings, and the man who was staring at the computer shifts his gaze onto the phone screen. Seeing that it’s Lu Jingchen’s number, he picks it up, glances at Ning Wan lying on the bed, and although his voice is calm, it lacks warmth. Perhaps his tone is naturally cold and lacks gentleness, "I’m going out to take a call."
Ning Wan doesn’t utter a sound, looks down as the doctor inserts the needle into her hand to prepare for the IV.
Half a minute later, the hospital room door closes, and the man’s footsteps gradually fade away. The doctors, who had been nervous, finally breathe a sigh of relief, precisely finding the vein and inserting the needle before standing straight and addressing Ning Wan, "Miss Ning, your body is still very weak. You need to rest well. I will switch to another type of infusion after this one."
Ning Wan nods, hums in acknowledgent, then raises her head to look at the doctor and asks directly, "Are you afraid of Xi Mohan?"
The doctor didn’t imdiately realize whom Ning Wan was referring to, as they dare not address Xi Mohan by his full na directly, and hardly anyone knows Xi Mohan’s real na. After slowly catching on, the doctor gives an embarrassed smile, then says, "Mr. Xi is our boss, it’s not that we are afraid of him, but his aura is so strong that it makes us feel very pressured."
It’s precisely because Xi Mohan was here that he almost made a mistake while injecting Ning Wan, but fortunately, he did not tremble and managed to insert it properly.
Ning Wan probably understands the doctor’s feelings since she herself had been afraid of that man at the beginning. It must be said that the man’s presence was not sothing ordinary people could withstand.
Looking up at the doctor, Ning Wan gives a slight smile and says, "Thank you, doctor."
The doctor smiles kindly, and before leaving, he looks at Ning Wan and says, "Miss Ning, seeing how Mr. Xi has been busily taking care of you these past few days, even bringing his work to the hospital to keep you company, all the young nurses in our hospital are dying of envy."
"Envious of what?"
"Envious that Miss Ning has such a great boyfriend like Mr. Xi."
Ning Wan, "He’s not my boyfriend."
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