Because Mrs. Gu and Yun Wei showed up, Lu Jingchen’s protective behavior towards herself made Song Qiao no longer dissatisfied with him as before. Instead, their relationship seed to have gone up another level because of this incident.
The staff mber, whom Lu Jingchen had designated to manage the jewelry store on the comrcial street, followed his instructions and went back in to bring out so more rings.
Due to Yun Wei and Mrs. Gu’s appearance, Song Qiao was not very enthusiastic about choosing rings. However, she understood that since she had been married to Lu Jingchen for such a long ti and had not bought wedding rings yet, and now their wedding was approaching without much ti left, they hadn’t even bought a wedding dress yet, so naturally, choosing wedding rings ca first.
A not-so-small box was placed directly in front of her on the coffee table. Song Qiao originally planned to just pick one casually, regardless of whether she liked it or not. But when the exquisite box was opened, she was imdiately attracted by two rings inside that were simple in design yet exquisitely crafted.
Lu Jingchen noticed Song Qiao’s reaction and followed her gaze. Seeing the two rings, he leaned his head close to her shoulder, looking at her intensely, his hot breath on her cheek as he asked, "Like them?"
Song Qiao nodded subconsciously, "They look pretty nice. I like those two. What do you think?"
Lu Jingchen humd a sound of approval, reached out to pick up those two rings himself, and took her small hand, slipping one of them onto her left ring finger. The size was just right, and it looked beautiful. The man, who usually didn’t give out complints, remarked at that mont, "Looks good."
Song Qiao was a bit stunned as she looked at the ring already on her finger. The diamond was not very large, just a small one, but because the ring seed simple yet uniquely designed, it indeed looked beautiful on her slender finger, which was why she was drawn to it at first glance.
Before Song Qiao could recover from her daze, the man had already taken her right hand, placed the male counterpart of the ring in her palm, and said in a deep, pleasant voice, "Help put it on."
Song Qiao zoned out for a mont, coldly looking at the ring in her hand, montarily forgetting to make a move.
But Lu Jingchen wasn’t in a hurry. His handso face ca close to hers, chuckling threateningly, "If you don’t put it on , it’s quite a loss of face for . Look, so many people are watching. If I lose face, I’ll just kiss you here and make you lose face with ..."
Song Qiao, "..." imdiately looked up at the man in front of her, only to see the cunning glimr in his profound eyes.
With a slight purse of lips, feeling at a loss and certainly no match for this ruffian, she didn’t hesitate to pick up his large hand and slowly put the matching ring, identical to the one on her finger, onto his.
It seed as if the set of rings was custom-made for them, fitting perfectly – not too loose or too tight.
Not sure what was on her mind, Song Qiao looked at the ring on the man’s hand and her mood inexplicably brightened, a sweet smile spreading across her face.
Lu Jingchen looked at their hands together, each wearing the matching rings, and liked the sight no matter how he looked at it. When he raised his eyes to the woman in front of him, he couldn’t hold back and pressed a quick kiss to her lips.
However, due to the inappropriate setting, Lu Jingchen only pecked her lightly before letting go.
Song Qiao blinked, seemingly not having reacted in ti, then suddenly stepped back, staring at the man in front of her with eyes full of reproach, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kiss if I helped you wear the ring?"
Lu Jingchen’s expression unchanged, he humd unhurriedly, then added, "Couldn’t help it."
Song Qiao, "..." As expected of a hooligan.
When they left the jewelry store, Song Qiao checked the ti on her phone and realized that there was only about twenty minutes left before work; even if she hurried now, she’d still be late.
From having a al to choosing rings, she hadn’t anticipated that it would take so much ti.
Looking at her unadorned hand, Lu Jingchen thought for a mont and suggested, "How about buying you a watch?"
Song Qiao looked at her fair wrist; since she didn’t like wearing accessories and preferred dressing simply, even a wristwatch was absent, indeed making her look a little too plain.
Without any pretense, naturally, if Lu Jingchen wanted to buy her a watch, even if she refused, the man was always decisive and resolute. Besides, a man like Lu Jingchen generally liked to pamper won.
If he wasn’t fond of doting on won, he wouldn’t have bought her so many clothes. The wardrobe at ho had at least a hundred outfits, if not dozens, and all were well-known brands where each set cost no less than five figures.
Not to ntion the dozens of designer bags in the closet.
However, most of those designer bags and clothes had never been worn, with the price tags still attached.
Because Song Qiao has always kept a low profile, the clothes she used to wear were all ordinary brands bought online, the most expensive sets costing just over a thousand yuan, which was already luxury for her back then. Even her bags were just regular shoulder bags. Faced with Lu Jingchen’s desire to instantly transform her into a completely valuable Young Madam Lu, sotis Song Qiao could only silently comply, but she wouldn’t be as extravagant as those daughters of wealthy families.
Looking up at the man in front of her, she gave a faint smile and nodded, "Okay."
Lu Jingchen did not expect Song Qiao to agree so readily, as in the past when he wanted to buy her sothing, she often said it wasn’t necessary, and thus the clothes belonging to Song Qiao at ho were all purchased by the secretary.
However, sotis it felt quite wonderful to be relied upon by a woman. Seeing that Song Qiao had agreed, the man’s expression softened a great deal, directly taking her small hand. The two hands, both adorned with rings, clasped together, and he said, "I’ll have the secretary order a fitting one from abroad for you another day."
Song Qiao humd in response, "I’ll listen to you."
Seeing Song Qiao so obedient and agreeable, for so reason, Lu Jingchen’s heart lted a bit.
...
When Song Qiao returned to the company, it was already past the start of the workday, but not by much, just about ten or so minutes.
As an agent of the company, it was natural to often go out, and as long as they completed their work well, the company wouldn’t care about coming in late or leaving early. If the work wasn’t completed well, then one would have to stay and finish it without overti pay.
Lu Jingchen said he would pick her up after work in the afternoon, and Song Qiao did not refuse. Their relationship was now close to being revealed, so there was no need to continue concealing it.
And... when Lu Jingchen ca to pick her up earlier, quite a few employees of the company had seen it, and it would be surprising if there were no rumors going around by now.
Watching Song Qiao walk into the company’s main entrance, the driver in front finally spoke up, "Sir, while you and madam were in the jewelry store earlier, so reporters took photos of you..."
Sitting in the back seat, Lu Jingchen was startled but didn’t have much of a reaction, his deep eyes shifting a bit before he said, "Let them publish whatever they want, but don’t give them this opportunity. Call Secretary He and tell him to have the magazines and newspapers of the CK Group expose the matter with my wife and ."
The driver, understanding Lu Jingchen’s intent, quickly nodded in agreent but felt an imnse relief for the madam.
Having kept the marriage a secret for so long, it was finally ti for the madam’s identity to be revealed. He wondered if those people would dare to bully their madam in the future.
Song Qiao was unaware of all this. When she returned to the office, everyone was just busy with their work, except for Lu An’an, who ran to her side as soon as she walked into the office.
Song Qiao, holding her bag in her hand, raised her eyes to look at Lu An’an, who was smiling like a sly fox, and said with a slight lift of her eyebrows, "An’an, what are you planning? I don’t have money on ... oh, and no beauty either..."
Lu An’an almost spurted out a mouthful of water, imdiately returning to normal but asked with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, were you with my brother at noon?"
She brought Qiaoqiao so delicious food, but to her surprise, when she returned to the office gleefully with the food, she found Qiaoqiao wasn’t there, and no one answered her phone calls either.
"How did you know?" Song Qiao asked Lu An’an directly.
"I called you and no one answered, and when I called my brother, he didn’t tell . I guessed."
Upon hearing Lu An’an’s words, Song Qiao understood and decided not to hide it from her, nodding, "Yes, I was with your brother just now."
"What did you do?" Won are always very gossipy, and Lu An’an was no exception.
Most importantly, this was gossip about her own brother and Qiaoqiao, and Lu An’an had always been eager to gossip about her brother.
Song Qiao sat down with an unchanged expression and turned on her computer, then casually tossed out a comnt, "You’ll have to ask your brother about that. If I tell you, I’m afraid he’ll make trouble for later."
She teased Lu An’an with a cunning smile, clearly enjoying the banter.
As expected, upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, Lu An’an imdiately felt like crying without tears, and complained, "Qiaoqiao, my brother really doesn’t take his sister into consideration at all..."
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