Murong Rui’s face went pale and flushed upon hearing Ning Wan’s words.
How could she not understand what Ning Wan was saying? Understanding made her feel an urge to get up and tear this woman Ning Wan apart.
Seeing Lu Jingchen arrive didn’t surprise Song Qiao, but she was quite taken aback to see Xi Mohan and Ning Wan together.
She didn’t look at Lu Jingchen again, instead, her gaze landed on Ning Wan in front of her, and she opened her red lips lightly, "Why are you here?"
Ning Wan looked Song Qiao up and down and, finding no injuries, let out a sigh of relief and explained, "I was just about to co over and have dinner with you. I was hungry and had just parked the car when I saw Lu Jingchen’s car, so we ca in together..."
However, Song Qiao glanced at Xi Mohan and asked amusingly, "What about that man Xi Mohan? Don’t tell he ca with you?"
Hearing this, Ning Wan paused and instinctively looked towards Xi Mohan, who was standing not far behind Lu Jingchen, frowning slightly with a hint of disdain, "That man is acting like he’s sick; wherever I go, he nearly always follows . Forget him, let him follow if he wants... Tell , what’s all this about? How did Murong Rui end up here? Did she do anything to you? Are you hurt?"
Lately, she didn’t know if Xi Mohan’s brain was struck by lightning or waterlogged; he was either sending people to follow her, or he’d co directly to her place after work under the pretense of protecting her. But anyone with a brain could see that this man was totally acting out of character.
She was utterly annoyed by this man appearing before her, but no matter what she said or did, he continued on unfazed, almost driving her crazy enough to bash her head against tofu.
"You’re asking so many questions, how should I answer you?" Song Qiao looked at Ning Wan with amusent, as if she saw no one else, and continued, "Let’s talk about it later, the priority is to deal with the situation at hand."
The two carried on their conversation as if no one else was there, while everyone else’s gaze had already fallen on them, and Song Qiao could feel the intensely burning gaze of Lu Jingchen on her.
Perhaps the gaze was too intense, making it impossible for her to ignore.
She turned her head straight towards the man opposite, her gaze unflinching, and spoke in a calm tone, "Since you’re here, take her away. Also, if she insists on using that past incident to trouble my grandfather, Lu Jingchen, I won’t mind trading divorce for my grandfather’s peaceful life."
Murong Rui, already enduring the pain of a twisted wrist without screaming out, had hoped to see if Lu Jingchen would feel sorry for her, but listening to Song Qiao’s words, her face turned even paler, and she instinctively turned her gaze to Lu Jingchen, her lips moved but she dared not utter a word.
At this mont, Lu Jingchen’s deanor turned to a sullenly dark, coldly taking a few steps to confront the woman, his gaze fixed as he spoke through gritted teeth, clearly articulating every word, "I have never thought about divorcing. Song Qiao, don’t even think about it; you better dismiss that idea."
The man’s gaze was intensely hot, and with their sudden proximity, it stunned her for a good dozen seconds.
Hearing his words, Song Qiao’s breath tightened, her hand by her side clenched, and she stepped back to create distance between them, her gaze landing on Murong Rui who was still sitting on the grass, pointing with her delicate finger, then looking back at Lu Jingchen, she spoke, "Not divorcing is fine, as long as she doesn’t co to disturb my grandfather’s life anymore and takes back the threats she made to , I will dismiss the idea."
However, just as Song Qiao finished speaking, Murong Rui, unable to control her emotions, abruptly got up with a cold look at her, and shrieked, "Song Qiao, have you no sha? What right do you have to say such things? Threatening Jingchen, do you think Jingchen can’t live without you?"
Lu Jingchen’s expression darkened, just about to speak to stop Murong Rui, but Song Qiao was already smiling, cleverly retorting, "I’m prettier than you; if you have the face, why shouldn’t I?"
Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on the woman in front of him, feeling a bit alien, as if it had been a long ti since they last t, although it had only been two days.
He noticed that her complexion was not so great and even seed a bit thinner.
Murong Rui, infuriated, bit her teeth, her complexion already unpleasant, worsened, but just as she was about to say sothing, she saw Lu Jingchen looking back at her, causing her to catch her breath in fright, rendering her speechless.
Lu Jingchen rely glanced at her indifferently before instructing the bodyguard on the side, "Take her to the hospital, and don’t allow her to co here without my order, or else you can quit your jobs."
The bodyguards brought by Murong Rui were ultimately of the Lu Family, generally obeying both Lu Tianming and Lu Jingchen. However, since the bodyguard was assigned by Lu Tianming to Murong Rui yesterday, they also ca here together with her today at her behest.
The bodyguards, after hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, did not retort, nor did they dare to. They prepared to take Murong Rui away.
Murong Rui, seeing the bodyguards ready to take her away, imdiately went pale then flushed, feeling embarrassed in front of Song Qiao. She suddenly adopted an extrely aggrieved deanor, "Jingchen brother, you can’t treat like this, my hand is sprained. Even if you don’t take to the hospital, how can you treat this way?"
Song Qiao and Ning Wan, seeing Murong Rui acting this way, both thought of a term that fit her perfectly ’an immature child’.
"Qiaoqiao, I’m getting a bit tired of standing, let’s go inside," Ning Wan apparently did not want to linger here any longer and directly spoke to Song Qiao.
Song Qiao humd in agreent, no longer intending to stay and watch how Lu Jingchen and Murong Rui would resolve the incident. She turned and prepared to go inside with Ning Wan.
Lu Jingchen reacted swiftly, grabbing her arm. His face was expressionless, but his tone was much gentler, "Wait and co back with later."
Song Qiao paused her steps, turned to look at him and slightly frowned, "For the ti being, I want to stay with my grandfather and not return yet."
However, the man was not willing to step back at all, continuing directly, "If you continue to live here, do you know how the outside world will write about it? Not only will the Lu Family be affected reputation-wise, but your grandfather and you will also face criticism from outside."
Song Qiao’s expression hardened, but she did not continue on the topic. Instead, her gaze sowhat vaguely landed on Murong Rui, who looked extrely distressed not far away, and spoke faintly, "Don’t you think you should take care of this so-called ’sister’ of yours first?"
In the end, Song Qiao did not pay him any more attention, directly slipping her arm out of his grasp and turned to walk inside, with Ning Wan and Song Xi naturally not saying anything and simply following her in.
Xi Mohan stood there without saying a word. Seeing Ning Wan and Song Qiao entering together, his suited legs also stepped forward to follow. As he passed by Lu Jingchen, he halted, his expression as unreadable as always, and simply said lightly, "I think Murong Rui seems a bit difficult to deal with. It might be better for you to resolve this matter before asking Song Qiao to co back with you, especially since if Murong Rui is there, Song Qiao’s return to the Lu Family will still face many troubles. It might be better to let her stay here for a while."
Having said that, he did not wait for Lu Jingchen to say anything and simply walked away.
...
On that day, Lu Jingchen never did ask how Song Qiao intended to handle the situation. She finished her applied-for marriage leave at ho and then directly returned to work at the company.
As Lu Jingchen previously called a press conference and explained the situation in a sowhat tactful manner, stating Song Qiao was innocent, the news initially targeting Song Qiao started to disappear.
Early in the morning, the driver who regularly took Mu Shinian to and from classes, also dropped Song Qiao off at the company. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Lu An’an who appeared to be waiting for her.
Upon seeing Song Qiao, Lu An’an imdiately walked briskly to her side, nervously saying, "I’m sorry, Qiaoqiao... I didn’t know the wedding would turn out this way at the start..."
Song Qiao paused, then chuckled, "An’an, you don’t have to apologize to , this matter really has nothing to do with you."
It just concerns , after all.
Then, without waiting for Lu An’an to speak, she glanced at her wristwatch, pretending to be relaxed, "We are almost late, let’s go in and clock in. We can have lunch together at noon."
Lu An’an naturally had no objections. She thought that due to the wedding incident, Song Qiao might grow distant from her, but seeing Song Qiao’s current attitude, it seed her worries were sowhat superfluous.
She nodded, "Okay, I’ll buy lunch."
Song Qiao humd in response, just about to say sothing when she saw soone approaching, her expression imdiately darkening, turning sowhat unpleasant.
Lu An’an also saw the approaching person, her face also turning a bit sour, "Murong Rui, why are you here?"
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