"What, you’re getting a divorce from my brother?" Lu An’an looked at Song Qiao with a stunned expression, unable to believe it and blurted out in astonishnt.
However, after she finished speaking, she realized that she might have let the cat out of the bag and quickly covered her mouth, her eyes bearing a hint of embarrassnt as she looked at Song Qiao.
Song Qiao had just struggled to sit up properly, and at first, she thought Lu An’an had mistakenly called her by the wrong na. Seeing Lu An’an’s guilty expression, she imdiately narrowed her eyes and asked, "Sister An’an, what did you just call Lu Jingchen?"
"Nothing, you must have misheard," said Lu An’an awkwardly, turning her head away, unable to face Song Qiao, and she tried one last desperate attempt, "I was just asking, are you really going to divorce Mr. Lu?"
Outside, no one knew she was Lu Jingchen’s sister. She had always kept her identity a closely guarded secret. Even though she had been working for so many years, no one knew about this aspect of her identity.
It was just that, upon hearing Song Qiao ntion divorcing her elder brother, Lu An’an let it slip in a mont of agitation.
Subconsciously, she felt that Song Qiao was a very good match for her elder brother; that Zuo Yuqing was just unbearably annoying and she took an instant dislike to her.
"Sister An’an!" Song Qiao wasn’t planning to let her off so easily. With a playful smile on her face, she leaned back on the bed and looked at the woman whose head was almost buried in the food warr and chuckled, "I think I heard you say ’you’re getting a divorce from my brother?’ If I’m not mistaken, my spouse is supposed to be Lu Jingchen, right? I didn’t know you have another brother. Could it be the traffic police departnt is your brother?"
Although it was a bit... unbelievable to Song Qiao that Lu Jingchen was Lu An’an’s brother.
However, she had already suspected that Lu An’an was not from an ordinary family because, whether in Lu An’an’s deanor or her temperant, she saw the signs of soone who had been well-educated from a young age.
She had never inquired into Lu An’an’s background because, in her heart, Lu An’an was like a sister to her, always taking care of her, helping her, and even teaching her in the company.
It’s just that she didn’t expect that both Lu An’an and Lu Jingchen shared the surna ’Lu’ and were actually siblings.
Lu An’an was still planning to put up a desperate fight but, turning to see Song Qiao’s beautiful smiling face, she knew Song Qiao would soon be her sister-in-law. They were sure to et often at ho; how could she keep it a secret forever?
So, she just gave up on the last-ditch effort and let out a small sigh, admitting candidly, "Lu Jingchen and I... are half-siblings with the sa father."
Although she was ntally prepared, hearing Lu An’an’s admission still felt to Song Qiao like she had been struck by lightning, causing her to pause in shock and say, "Turns out I’ve had a real heiress competing with for a living all this ti."
Who in An City doesn’t know the status of the Lu Family?
The Lu Family owns not just the CK Group but also several smaller companies. As Song Qiao knew, CK has been managed by Lu Jingchen’s father for more than twenty years before it was passed on to Lu Jingchen. And since the Lu family that Lu Jingchen belongs to is the main branch, CK represents the Lu Family.
Apart from CK Group, Song Qiao rembers that Lu Jingchen also has a second uncle who has a listed company among the global top 500, apparently specializing in electronic businesses and primarily promoting a mobile phone brand.
The Lu Family has substantial wealth and influence, with people in both the business, military, and political spheres. Song Qiao often saw a mber of the Lu Family on television, soone who either was an uncle or a great-uncle to Lu Jingchen, holding a certain position in governnt.
By all accounts, Lu An’an should have been born with a silver spoon, a genuine heiress, and not suitable for working as an agent. But who could have imagined... she really took on such a simple job.
Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Lu An’an felt a bitter-sweet emotion, and she poured so soup for her before saying, "You think too highly of in terms of wealth, actually, my personal fortune isn’t that much."
"Is that not the case?" muttered Song Qiao, reaching out to take the bowl handed to her, taking a sip of the soup at her lips, it tasted good and was delicious.
Lu An’an paused for a mont, looking at Song Qiao without any intention of hiding the truth, she continued to say, "My mother was soone my father accidentally slept with when he was drunk outside; in other words, my existence was an accident. My aunt is my father’s rightful wife..."
With a calm tone, Lu An’an recounted her life story and origins.
Song Qiao sipped the soup in her bowl, sitting quietly on the hospital bed, listening.
It turned out that Lu An’an’s mother was not just an ordinary woman. She was born into a family of good financial standing, and her relationship with Lu Jingchen’s father happened on her twentieth birthday.
As for the specifics of what had happened, Lu An’an said her mother did not know, only rembering that she was celebrating her birthday at a bar with classmates, the first ti she had ever been to a bar in her life. After getting drunk, she woke up to find herself in bed with a stranger.
The man was startled upon waking up to find a strange woman beside him, looking very panicked. Later, Lu An’an’s mother learned that the man was the eldest young master of the Lu Family. By then, Lu Jingchen’s father was already quite famous in An City, young and successful, the top executive of the CK Group, and had an industrious wife and a son who was just a few months old, known as one of An City’s rare good n.
Eventually, everyone understood that it was an accident, a drunken mistake, and they sleep together without a clear understanding of how it happened.
At that ti, Lu Jingchen’s father deeply loved Lu Jingchen’s mother, and was imnsely remorseful after the event. Although Lu An’an’s mother felt sowhat taken advantage of, having had her first ti taken without consent, she knew that it wasn’t entirely Lu Jingchen’s father’s fault. After that day, she left An City, and so did Lu An’an’s maternal grandparents’ family, with no one knowing where they went.
Lu An’an said her mother was very shocked when she discovered her pregnancy. Lu An’an’s grandfather originally wanted her to abort the child. At first, she indeed decided to, but later chose not to and kept the baby instead.
Because Lu An’an’s mother was their only daughter, the grandfather, knowing his daughter had caused trouble, took his pregnant daughter and left An City to go back to their old rural ho.
Until Lu An’an was seven years old, her mother, suffering from severe depression, ended her own life one morning. Since Lu An’an’s mother was the only child of her grandfather, the old man, overwheld by grief after losing his daughter, also passed away not long after, leaving the young Lu An’an alone in the world.
How Lu An’an ca to be known by Lu Jingchen’s father, she didn’t know, nor did she want to know.
All she rembered was the night she lost her mother and grandfather, a young girl nearly breaking down, then being sent to an orphanage, where she stayed for two months before being taken back to the Lu Family by Lu Jingchen’s father.
...
Song Qiao quietly listened to Lu An’an tell her life story, from birth, to her mother’s death, then her grandfather’s death, and finally returning to the Lu Family.
Holding the bowl, Song Qiao looked at Lu An’an, feeling a sudden pang in her heart. Seeing Lu An’an’s nonchalant expression, she knew all too well that she was actually hurting inside. It took her a while to find her voice before she asked, "An’an, how are you doing in the Lu Family?"
Lu An’an was taken aback by Song Qiao’s question but then nodded and smiled, "I’m doing quite well in the Lu Family. I thought I wouldn’t be welcod at first, but after I arrived, the whole family treated well, especially my brother. Whenever soone bullied when I was a kid, he would rush to beat them up. And my aunt, although my father had by accident after getting drunk with my mother, she said my mother was not to bla, as she was also drunk at the ti. So from the mont I entered the Lu Family, my aunt has treated very well, almost as if I were her own daughter. She hasn’t even been as kind to my brother as she has to ; sotis my brother even wonders if he was picked up from the street."
Hearing Lu An’an’s words, Song Qiao felt relieved, almost subconsciously replying, "An’an, you are very fortunate."
Lu An’an paused, staring blankly at Song Qiao, and then rembered that the relationship between Song Qiao and her father was not good at present. After thinking for a mont, she said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, when you get better, let my brother take you ho. I’m sure my aunt and father will like you very much. My aunt is a very gentle woman, and it’s easy to please her. My father may seem tough to talk to, cold and unapproachable, but if you are patient, you can also touch his heart."
Song Qiao was taken aback, looking down awkwardly and speaking in a muffled tone, "Who said I was going back with Lu Jingchen?"
...
Xi Mohan ca from his ho to Night City, and when he found Lu Jingchen, he saw the man sitting there with a gloomy face, radiating an aura that scread ’keep away from ’, clearly in a bad mood.
His expression didn’t change at all, but his eyes held a trace of surprise. He walked over and sat beside him, pouring himself a drink, "What’s up? You look upset, did you have a fight with your wife?"
Lu Jingchen glanced at him indifferently and didn’t reply, but he drank the contents of his glass in one gulp and then laughed coldly, his eyes full of unappeased anger, seeming even more annoyed.
Oh, guessed it right?
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