Zuo Yuqing heard Lu Jingchen’s words, and suddenly rembered what he had previously said to herself, involuntarily turning pale.
It took her a while before she slowly regained her composure, glanced outside, saw nothing, but still smiled and turned back to Lu Jingchen to speak, "Jingchen, aren’t you afraid that Song Qiao will make a scene with you later?"
Lu Jingchen heard her words, his eyes deepened, but his expression remained the sa, looking at Zuo Yuqing with a aningful gaze, "Yuqing, these are not for you to worry about."
Song Qiao’s hand at her side tightened, and the air was filled with an indescribable odd atmosphere. It took her quite a while before she nodded her head and directly agreed to Lu Jingchen, "Okay, I agree with you!"
The movie produced by Huayi was called "Life Reversal," which was an adaptation of a famous dostic writer’s work that made his na, and Song Qiao instantly fell in love with the story when she first received the script from Huayi.
When she had injured her waist back then, Shen Yi directly approved her for more than a month of paid leave, but in reality, she didn’t need that much ti off.
First thing on Monday morning, Song Qiao suggested to return to work, and although Lu Jingchen was not so agreeable at first, in the end, he still could not win against her persistence and agreed.
Perhaps because she had rested at ho for too long, the mont Lu Jingchen dropped her off at the company building, seeing the familiar towering skyscraper, her heart instantly felt much more at ease.
She has never been a person who could truly settle down, just like during her leave for recovery at ho, she was still checking information every day, helping Qin Zhe and An Ke prepare for the film they were planning to shoot.
She reached out to twist the car door handle, only to find it wouldn’t open. Turning her head to look at the man in the driver’s seat, Song Qiao said, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? Open the door and let out."
Song Qiao beca sowhat anxious, glancing at her wristwatch. There were about ten minutes left before work started, surely she couldn’t be late on her first day back from leave, right?
However, the man’s expression did not change; he turned his head to look at her anxious deanor, and after a long while, he spoke, "Qiaoqiao, have you forgotten that there’s one thing you haven’t done before getting out of the car?"
Song Qiao, "...Is there sothing I haven’t done? No." For the mont, she thought about it but couldn’t figure out what she had missed.
Glancing outside, everyone was hurrying towards the company building. Their company’s starting hours were not the sa as CK’s, starting an hour earlier, which is why Song Qiao was relieved that Lu Jingchen was taking her to work.
Lu Jingchen could afford to be unhurried, it was only a half-hour drive to CK from here, and even at a slower pace, he would not be late. Moreover, he’s the president of CK, and no one would dare to comnt even if he was late.
Watching Song Qiao’s urgent deanor, looking as if she was about to jump out of the car at any chance, the man still kept his composure but slowly filled his eyes with laughter. He bent down, bringing his handso face closer, and before Song Qiao could fully recover, he cupped the back of her head and chin with one hand, pressing his lips onto Song Qiao’s, which had been carefully glossed with lip balm that morning.
Song Qiao, "..." She just stood there dumbly, letting Lu Jingchen kiss her, staring blankly at the man’s handso face pressing closer.
Song Qiao’s cheeks instantly flushed red, her eyes widened, and she raised her little hands to push the man in front of her away.
It was unclear whether she really used a lot of force, or whether Lu Jingchen didn’t intend to continue the heated kiss in the car, but with just a shove, she pushed him away.
"Lu Jingchen!" Song Qiao was furious, biting her lip, her eyes glaring fiercely at him, accusingly saying, "I’m almost late for work, and you... you still kissed ."
This man isn’t in a rush, but she is. It’s almost ti for work, what would people think if she’s late?
You have to know, the favorite pasti in their company is gossip, as well as talking behind one’s back.
Lu Jingchen sat up straight, with a slight raise of his eyebrows, but spoke, "Otherwise, how about you co work at my company? Hmm?"
Although Song Qiao was an agent, she didn’t primarily study this industry. If Lu Jingchen rembered correctly, Song Qiao majored in managent in university and achieved excellent grades, held in high regard by the professors at her school.
Although CK does not lack managent personnel, if Mrs. Lu went to work at CK Group, certainly no one would say anything.
Besides, CK is Lu Jingchen’s territory, who would dare to bully his woman?
"I don’t want to." Song Qiao rejected without a second thought, her gaze then falling on Lu Jingchen’s slightly darkened expression, only then did she speak, "I have been with this company for so long, having joined right after graduation. I have emotional ties with my colleagues, and look, isn’t An’an also at the company?"
"An’an also said that so people in the company have a very big preconception against you," Lu Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes still fixed on her.
Song Qiao froze, Li Xin’s face imdiately surfacing in her mind. She pursed her lips indifferently and said, "It’s inevitable among colleagues to feel this way, and hasn’t An’an told you? Nobody dares to bully at the company!"
"What is your relationship with Shen Yi?" Lu Jingchen didn’t provide an answer but counter-questioned instead, his eyes bearing a sowhat obscure and dark expression as he spoke.
Song Qiao was looking down at her wristwatch, calculating the ti she would need to get from here to the office, when she heard Lu Jingchen’s words, she replied nonchalantly, "Shen Yi is my senior. What about him?"
"Then who’s the man that had dinner with you that day?" Lu Jingchen continued to probe as if he had no intention of letting go of any man that had been in Song Qiao’s company.
This ti, upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s question, Song Qiao was sowhat surprised as she raised her head to look at him. Although Lu Jingchen didn’t specify who, and might not even know the na of the man she had dinner with, Song Qiao knew that he was asking about Ji Sifan.
During the period of her recovery at the villa, it had been a long ti since Song Qiao saw Ji Sifan. If it weren’t for Lu Jingchen’s question now, she would have almost forgotten that Ji Sifan was currently in the country.
After gazing steadily at Lu Jingchen for a mont, Song Qiao spoke up, "Ji Sifan is soone I grew up with since childhood. Our relationship is pretty good. Is there a problem?"
To her, Ji Sifan was rely like a big brother.
Even though Ji Sifan, that man, often bullied her when they were kids, and even frequently scared her.
But overall, Ji Sifan was quite good to her.
There was a ti, especially when she was feeling down, when she desperately wished he could co back from abroad, if not to help her, then at least to give her a hug.
However, sotis waiting is a form of pain, even a burden. As ti passed without any news from Ji Sifan, she gave up.
To her, it wasn’t that Ji Sifan was unwilling to help or even see her. She knew that Ji Sifan had been sent abroad because he got into trouble, so it was normal for him not to know about her situation at that ti.
But, she never thought that he would take so long to return.
When she was young, she had not been without affection for Ji Sifan. Perhaps one reason was due to his good looks, and another was that Ji Sifan was the only boy in their area who could fight invincibly.
Boys with a domineering and strong air about them tended to be particularly adept at winning the favor of girls at that age.
Just at this mont, the window was knocked on, and both Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen turned their heads to look, only to see Lu An’an standing outside the car.
It was only then that Song Qiao rembered that she was really going to be late for work. She hurriedly spoke to Lu Jingchen, "Hey, I’m going to be late for work. Lu Jingchen, let get out of the car quickly."
"Call ’husband’."
Song Qiao, "...Husband." She said the word sowhat awkwardly, her ears beginning to heat up, making her feel very unnatural.
Having been married to Lu Jingchen for so long, she rarely called him that, except during their intimate monts, when he would use various persuasive thods to make her say it. In normal tis, it seed she had never really called him that.
Only when he heard Song Qiao calling him in that soft voice did Lu Jingchen finally unlock the car door with satisfaction.
Before opening the door, Song Qiao turned her head and glared at him awkwardly, muttering very quietly, "Stingy guy."
n’s hearing tends to be quite sensitive, and though she spoke very softly, he still heard her. He didn’t say anything, but there was a hint of amusent in his eyes.
No sooner had the door opened than Lu An’an stuck her head in first, glancing at the two people inside the car. Naturally, she didn’t miss Song Qiao’s sowhat flushed ears and couldn’t help but cluck her tongue, "Brother, Qiaoqiao, I saw your car parked here when I drove to the parking lot ten minutes ago. I didn’t expect to co back and find you’re still here. Brother, have you been doing sothing to Qiaoqiao in the car? That it took so long?"
When Lu An’an said this, her eyes were full of implication, looking at Song Qiao, then at her own brother, obviously jumping to conclusions.
Song Qiao, "..." An’an, your thoughts are really... indecent.
Compared to Song Qiao’s slight discomfort, Lu Jingchen’s expression remained unchanged as he raised his hand to look at the ti on his wristwatch and casually reminded them, "You have seven minutes left to start work."
Lu An’an, "..."
Song Qiao, "..." Her whole body jolted, and Song Qiao grabbed her bag and jumped out of the car. In the next second, the two ladies didn’t even bid Lu Jingchen farewell; they just bolted toward the office.
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