Lu Jingchen, "..."Isn’t it just sweet and sour?
"Are you really thinking about setting up a grape arbor in the backyard now?" His gaze still fixed on her, he spoke in a low and husky voice, "Or how about you quit your job, co ho, and let provide for you? Then you can plant so grapevines in the backyard and manage them yourself like a gardener."
"No, I want to work." Song Qiao grew even more displeased upon hearing this, nearly puffing up her cheeks in protest, "I can take care of it after work. I could just water them after I get off, right?"
She paused, her large eyes seemingly glittering with a passing gleam, as she grabbed his shirt with both hands, voicing her dissatisfaction, "There are servants in the villa who could take care of it. Why do I have to quit my job just to tend to a few grapevines? Lu Jingchen, have you been thinking of having quit work and be kept by you all along?"
The man’s eyes darkened, and a low chuckle escaped from the depths of his throat. He leaned down to kiss her puffed-up cheeks without denying her accusation, "Yeah, I’ve been thinking about how to get you to quit your job and stay at ho for ; it’s just that you’ve never been willing."
Suddenly feeling her personal space invaded, Song Qiao’s eyes widened, and she let go of his shirt to take a step back. She used one hand to block his lips that were ready to continue their advance, "Speak properly, who gave you permission to kiss ?"
"Hmm? Couldn’t help it." He still looked down at her, taking the hand she put in front of her and kissing it gently, his deanor carrying a hint of devotion, "You’re my wife, am I not allowed to kiss you? Who else do you plan to kiss?"
Song Qiao, "..." Do you think I’m so heartthrob that just anyone can kiss?
Besides, that’s not the point, okay?
"Young master, Young Mistress." The servant who had led them here hesitated for a mont but still spoke up from behind them.
Lu Jingchen let go of Zuo Yuqing’s hand and wrapped his arm around her waist, his gaze landing on the servant with slightly furrowed brows, "What is it?"
Their private mont was suddenly interrupted, which naturally caused so displeasure.
Perhaps feeling intimidated by the unintentional displeasure and chill emanating from Lu Jingchen, the servant couldn’t help but step back, wishing to bow his head to the floor, and spoke with a stutter, "The lady... the lady says it’s ti for dinner and asked to call you."
Song Qiao, seeing the maid almost pale with fear, pinched the sturdy flesh on the man’s arm, "What are you doing being so an? Do you think everyone can handle your intimidating presence like I can?"
He glanced at her and, without a word, picked up the basket of grapes on the side, wrapping his arm around her waist as they headed toward the villa.
...
Song Qiao never expected to encounter Zuo Yuqing at the Lu Family ho, and Miss Zuo was sitting in the living room talking with Lu Tianming. The forr had a gentle and fitting smile on her face, which seed utterly natural and not at all forced.
As for Lu Tianming... although he did not wear a smile, his complexion was much warr than before, a stark contrast to the cold face he’d shown her, which was night and day.
Upon seeing Zuo Yuqing, Lu Jingchen’s expression darkened slightly as he led Song Qiao over. His cold gaze fell upon the woman sitting where he and Song Qiao had been earlier. With a hint of displeasure in his voice, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
Zuo Yuqing, hearing Lu Jingchen’s voice, snapped back to reality and fixed her gaze on him. Seeing the coldness in his features, her face turned pale and her lips slightly parted nervously, "I..."
"Yuqing is here at my request. Do you have a problem with that?" Before Zuo Yuqing could speak, Lu Tianming had already tapped the floor with his cane, his eyes filled with anger as he looked at his son and said in a cold voice.
Yuqing...
It sounds as if they have a good relationship.
Lu Jingchen coldly hooked the corner of his mouth, answering indifferently with two words, "I wouldn’t dare."
Hearing this, the Lu family patriarch didn’t say anything more, rely snorted coldly, then stood up and said to Zuo Yuqing, "Stand up. It’s getting late; stay and have dinner here. If there’s nothing else tonight, you can stay the night."
Zuo Yuqing seed pleasantly surprised by these words, imdiately stood up, her face still wearing that warm and faintly detached, perfectly composed smile. Without saying much, she simply responded with one word, "Okay."
Lu Jingchen watched Lu Tianming and Zuo Yuqing head towards the dining room with a dark expression, his face shadowy and unclear, lips pressed thinly together, saying nothing.
Song Qiao seed a bit surprised when she first saw Zuo Yuqing, but at other tis her expression didn’t change much, as if Yuqing’s appearance had no impact on her whatsoever.
As for her relationship with Lu Jingchen, she had always maintained a laissez-faire attitude. If Lu Jingchen really wanted to divorce her, she wouldn’t have a problem with it and wouldn’t be too heartbroken. She might be upset for quite so ti, but she was very clear about one thing.
Even without them, the Earth would still spin, so even without Lu Jingchen, she would still live her life well.
She had always maintained an attitude of wise self-preservation towards her own feelings, so even if they got divorced, she could quickly detach herself from this relationship.
She never thought about clinging to anyone after a breakup, no matter who she was with.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so decisive when Gu Linyuan broke up with her back then.
Xu Qian was indeed a bit surprised by Zuo Yuqing’s appearance, but soon returned to normal, calling over her son and Song Qiao to eat, and greeted Yuqing a few tis as well.
Clearly, Zuo Yuqing’s appearance at the Lu Family’s residence was arranged solely by Lu Tianming, without even informing his wife Xu Qian.
If everyone still doesn’t realize what Lu Tianming really intends to do, then they truly left their brains at ho today.
Compared to Song Qiao, Lu Tianming obviously prefers Zuo Yuqing...
This, Song Qiao was also very clear about.
Hence, throughout the entire dinner, she barely spoke, only responding occasionally when Xu Qian asked her a question.
On the other hand, Zuo Yuqing was noticeably more talkative, chatting with Lu Tianming from ti to ti, and then turning to ask Lu Jingchen questions.
Lu Jingchen couldn’t well brush off her face, after all, they had been together before, and their relationship wasn’t bad, so he answered her questions one by one.
After dinner, Lu Tianming called Lu Jingchen to the study room, claiming to have matters to discuss. Lu Jingchen instructed Song Qiao a few words, telling her to wait obediently here or in his room, then followed Lu Tianming upstairs.
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