It’s a pity... even if he went back to complain, the two old n at ho would always say the sa thing: "Why are you crying? Get up where you were beaten down and fight back."
Since he was a child, it was because of this saying that he was often beaten up by Lu Jingchen, imdiately got up, and continued to be beaten, until once after school on his way ho, he was stopped by a few gangsters asking for all his pocket money. As he was about to get beaten up for resisting, Lu Jingchen and Xi Mohan happened to pass by and conveniently saved him.
It was from that ti that they got to know each other through fights, as they all lived inside the sa military compound. Gradually, they went to school and ca ho together, from primary school to the present, and their relationship had grown as close as real brothers.
Seeing that Lu Jingchen was already angry, Gu Xicheng felt a tightness in his heart, wondering if Lu Jingchen ca to the bar to drown his sorrows because of this issue.
But that’s not right, even if it was because of this matter, whether it was Song Qiao or Zuo Yuqing who had an accident, if one of them was important to Lu Jingchen, he shouldn’t be here but should be in the hospital instead.
As a possibility he had never considered before ca to mind, Gu Xicheng’s brain hadn’t completely turned around, and couldn’t find any other reason, he reflexively asked, "Did you have a fight with Song Qiao?"
He didn’t know if he was overthinking, but he instinctively felt it was really because of that woman Song Qiao.
Perhaps because Song Qiao was the daughter of that old man, although Gu Xicheng didn’t dislike Song Qiao and even had a good impression of her, what mattered most was that Song Qiao often subconsciously downplayed her presence, yet made people unable to ignore her.
However, regardless of how good Song Qiao was, Gu Xicheng still had so objections to her.
Lu Jingchen was about to grab a glass to pour liquor in but paused for a mont, yet quickly continued his movent, bowed his head, and poured himself a full glass of liquor without responding to Gu Xicheng.
Seeing this reaction from Lu Jingchen, Gu Xicheng imdiately confird it was indeed because of Song Qiao, and couldn’t help but facepalm.
He guessed that Song Qiao must have drugged Lu Jingchen with so sedatives or charm potion, otherwise why would Lu Jingchen repeatedly be so upset because of that woman Song Qiao?
Zuo Yuqing in the past had never made Lu Jingchen this upset.
Of course, except when they had just broken up.
...
When Lu Jingchen returned to the villa, it was two in the morning. At this mont, except for the dim wall lights in the living room and the corridor, everything else was in darkness, and the servants and housekeeper had already gone to sleep.
As Lu Jingchen walked into the living room, he didn’t even bother to remove his shoes. He walked steadily towards the staircase. However, if one observed carefully, they would notice his steps were a bit disorderly due to his drunkenness; one could sll the alcohol on him from a distance.
The bedroom light wasn’t on because Song Qiao was still in the hospital, and he hadn’t returned ho since he left with her this morning.
Without even turning on the light, the man directly went straight to the bed and collapsed onto it. Facing the quiet and darkness of the room, his heart was beating chaotically as if sothing was struggling to break out.
[Lu Jingchen, sotis I feel like our marriage might be a mistake...]
[Lu Jingchen, let’s get a divorce.]
[But Lu Jingchen, I don’t want to like you anymore.]
It seed as if Song Qiao’s words were continuously playing in his ears, and he envisioned her small face full of disappointnt towards him.
Placing his hand on his forehead, Lu Jingchen closed his eyes and a low chuckle escaped from the depths of his throat, cold yet laced with a hint of mockery.
The next day, as Mrs. Chen just began preparing breakfast, Lu Jingchen was already downstairs dressed, holding a coat while buttoning up his shirt.
Mrs. Chen hurriedly greeted him, "Sir, you’re up. I was just about to make breakfast. What would you like to eat today?"
Lu Jingchen paused in his movents and then looked at Mrs. Chen, his tone flat as he ordered, "No need to make my breakfast, just prepare so nutritious porridge and send it directly to the hospital for my wife."
"Oh, yes, sir." Mrs. Chen had already been inford about Song Qiao’s hospitalization the previous evening when she called to ask if they would return for dinner. Seeing that Lu Jingchen was about to leave, Mrs. Chen hesitated but then spoke, "Sir, are you going to work now? Are you sure you won’t have breakfast?"
Lu Jingchen humd softly, took a few steps, then stopped, seemingly recalling sothing, he turned back and stopped Mrs. Chen who was heading to the kitchen to prepare porridge for Song Qiao, instructing, "Make another portion, have soone send it to Zuo Yuqing."
Mrs. Chen paused but then nodded in agreent.
Watching the back of Lu Jingchen who was leaving, Mrs. Chen thought of the wife lying in the hospital, and couldn’t help but sigh softly, taking her ti before returning to the kitchen to prepare the nutritious porridge for Song Qiao.
Early in the morning at CK Corporation, everyone from top to bottom knew that the boss was in a bad mood today; many senior executives got incredibly scolded over trifling issues, and even one of the female senior executives was reduced to tears.
In the secretary office on the president’s floor, everyone sat upright, fearing to be the one to personally deliver docunts to the Boss and then have faults picked out by him.
As Assistant Xie just ca out from the office and entered the secretary room, people imdiately gathered around to inquire, "Assistant Xie, what’s with the president today?"
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