The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief Chapter 769 - 221: He Likes His Woman to Stay Close by2

The thought surfaced in her mind, and Ning Wan felt utterly disdainful. Anyone might fall in love with her, but this man, never.

She thought it was probably because she had miscarried his child and he was filled with guilt.

At this thought, Ning Wan’s expression grew even colder.

Faced with Ning Wan’s anger, Xi Mohan seed unconcerned, his expression unchanged. He glanced indifferently at the unfinished cake on the table, then frowned slightly, saying directly, "Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet, eating too much cake isn’t good for you."

"What I eat is none of your business!" Ning Wan beca even angrier, slamming the cup forcefully onto the table. Not only did it make a ’bang’ sound, but it also caused the water inside to splash out, though she seed unaware as she continued coldly, "Xi Mohan, can you not interfere in my life? I’ve already paid back whatever I owed you when I lost the child. Do you also want my life before you would be satisfied?"

Upon hearing her words, the man’s face darkened, it took quite a while before he spoke, "When the ti cos, I will naturally let you go, but for now, you can only obediently stay by my side."

"When the ti cos? How long will that be?" Ning Wan still had a cold expression, with anger simring inside her, unable to vent, which made her feel terribly uncomfortable.

Damn, feels like smashing this man to death with a cup.

Annoying!

Xi Mohan kept silent, his thin lips slightly pursed, his face showing no emotion, as he sat back on the sofa and started to prepare to continue working.

Ning Wan, "..." grew even angrier, absolutely detesting this man’s indifferent deanor, damn it, as if whatever she said was pointless, it was infuriating!

Feeling imnsely furious inside, yet understanding she was no match for this man, she abruptly lay down, pulled over the cover, and turned her back to the man, closing her eyes to sleep.

The man looked up at Ning Wan, his thin lips slightly pursed, but he said nothing, lowering his head and started typing on the keyboard, deliberately minimizing his movents and noise.

...

When Song Qiao returned to the villa, it was just ti for dinner. The man always sat on the sofa in the living room, with the TV in front displaying financial news.

When Mrs. Chen saw Song Qiao return, she imdiately ca forward with a pair of slippers and placed them beside her, her face smiling, "Ma’am, you’re back?"

Hearing the sound, Lu Jingchen turned his head to glance at her, but quickly shifted his gaze back to the TV.

Song Qiao pursed her lips, but said nothing. She humd a response, changed her shoes, placed her bag to the side, then headed towards the living room. Soon, a servant brought her a glass of water, which she sipped and handed back to the servant.

Mrs. Chen seed to have sensed the tension between Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen. Her eyes flickered, but she said nothing, directly telling Song Qiao, "Ma’am, please wait a few more minutes, I’ll have the dishes served imdiately, dinner will be ready soon."

"Thank you, Mrs. Chen. You’ve worked hard."

Mrs. Chen smiled and then withdrew.

Song Qiao walked over to the sofa, about to sit down, but then noticed a fruit basket and so gifts on the table, causing her to pause and ask subconsciously, "Did we have visitors today?"

Without taking his eyes off the TV or looking at Song Qiao, Lu Jingchen simply humd, then added, "Zuo Yuqing was here."

Upon hearing that Zuo Yuqing had visited, Song Qiao’s body stiffened, but she quickly regained her composure, casually replying with an "Oh," then turned to Lu Jingchen, "Let’s eat."

However, the man did not get up, still sitting there, looking up lightly at Song Qiao, then directly questioned, "Did you tell Zuo Yuqing to co over?"

Song Qiao, who was about to head to the dining room, paused mid-step. Her mind blank for a mont, but she quickly recovered, admitting openly, "Yes, it was who asked her to co over... to keep you company."

"Keep company?" Lu Jingchen chewed on those words, a surge of anger rising within him, yet he laughed out of extre anger, "Who asked you to call her over? Song Qiao, what right do you have to ask her to co?"

Song Qiao shrank back slightly, clearly not expecting his anger to be so intense, but then quickly grasping his words ’what right do you have’, her face turned pale, she looked at the man in front of her dumbfounded, her lips moved, but she couldn’t utter a single word.