The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief Chapter 611 - 116 Now that I think about it, I really feel l

Lu Jingchen glanced at Bo Leshen, who was swiftly catching up from behind, a faint smirk rising on his lips, yet he still started the car directly.

Bo Leshen, watching Lu Jingchen’s car, couldn’t help but quicken his pace, but in the end, the car was faster. Helplessly watching the vehicle gradually disappear from sight, his eyes darkened as he took out his phone and dialed that most familiar number without hesitation.

Seated in the car, still wiping tears and sniffling, Jian Xia’s hands paused as her phone rang. Without even thinking, she knew who it was calling.

Looking at her phone, though she had impulsively deleted it from her contacts in a fit of rage today, that number she knew by heart glared back at her, clearly indicating it was that man calling.

For a mont, she was torn between answering and not answering, her fingers stroking the edge of the phone without moving.

Lu Jingchen cast her an indifferent glance, his expression unchanging but with a hint of amusent in his voice, "Not planning to answer the phone?"

In his mind, Jian Xia’s love for Bo Leshen was unforgettable.

In fact, both Jian Xia and Ning Wan are the sa kind of people, only that Bo Leshen’s tactics are not as ruthless as Xi Mohan’s.

Moreover, Jian Xia’s family background is stronger than Ning Wan’s, otherwise, Jian Xia might have followed the sa path Ning Wan had taken in life.

Jian Xia pursed her lips and, with determination, slid her finger to reject the call, then turned off her phone and threw it to the back of the car, showing a carefree attitude.

Then, speaking in a calm and unhurried tone, "Before, whenever he called , I felt revived like having taken a full health potion, even if sotis he sought out for nothing good, or even just to purposely call and scold , I would still be happy like I had taken a stimulant. Thinking about it now, I really see myself as a fool."

Seemingly reminiscing, she slightly bowed her head and laughed at herself, "I’ve thought a lot during this ti. There’s an old saying that’s very correct, ’A lon forced from its vine is not sweet’. Knowing full well that he doesn’t like , yet I persistently chased after him for over a decade. I deserve to be bullied by this man for a lifeti."

Lu Jingchen’s grip on the steering wheel tightened montarily, then he regained his composure, casting a glance at the sowhat disheartened girl, and asked, "So? You’ve figured it out? Not going to cling to him anymore?"

"Who said that? I didn’t say that," Jian Xia retorted, lifting her head to glare at Lu Jingchen, her words laced with frustration, "I’m not planning to let him off so easily. I have to say, suddenly daring to confront him like this feels rather exhilarating."

Lu Jingchen chuckled, but reminded her, "Jian Xia, don’t forget, that’s Bo Leshen, the man you’ve chased for over a decade and understand better than anyone."

Although Bo Leshen’s thods are not as ruthless as Xi Mohan’s, they carry a certain darkness.

Although he and Bo Leshen have not been opponents in business, as they both belong to the business world, they inevitably crossed paths.

What’s more, Bo Leshen cos from a military background, his thods are more decisive than average.

Jian Xia, who knows Bo Leshen better than anyone, right down to what color and style of underwear he likes to wear, which brand of toothpaste he prefers, of course understood what Lu Jingchen ant.

Pursing her lips again, she turned to look out the car window and said, "All I can say is that right now, I’m playing it by ear. Lu Jingchen, let tell you, if that man makes a move on , you have to co and save ..."

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Because of Jian Xia’s pitiful plea, and the not-so-bad relationship between the Lu Family and the Jian Family, Lu Jingchen found himself reluctantly bringing her back to the villa to stay the night after her incessant crying and fussing.

When they arrived back at the villa it was already past ten, and the servants including Mother Chen were still awake.

"Sir, you’re back." Mother Chen hurried over to Lu Jingchen, placing slippers from the shoe cabinet before him and taking his coat from his hands.

"Hmm," Lu Jingchen responded indifferently, and then instructed, "Mother Chen, have soone prepare a guest room. Miss Jian will be staying here tonight."

"Mother Chen, long ti no see," Jian Xia, who was still in her long evening gown, followed behind Lu Jingchen inside and greeted Mother Chen with a sweet smile.