Lu Jingchen originally sat still, exuding a cold and stern aura. Upon hearing Assistant Xue’s words, he abruptly opened his closed eyes. The hint of coldness in his gaze flashed by as he asked, "Where is it?"
Assistant Xue’s expression was sowhat uneasy. After thinking for a mont, he spoke directly, "It was the eldest son of the Chu Family, Chu Munan, who had soone take the Young Mistress away. They are currently within the Green Bamboo Villa District in Beijing."
Hearing that it was Chu Munan who took Song Qiao away, both n imdiately changed expressions. Without waiting for Xi Mohan to speak, Lu Jingchen directly stood up and walked outside the villa.
Ning Wan didn’t know Chu Munan, so she confusedly asked, "Chu Munan? Who is this person? How could he take Qiaoqiao away?"
Xi Mohan, who had always appeared calm, now furrowed his brows. After pondering, he explained, "This man is the one who shot Jingchen before."
Upon hearing Xi Mohan’s words, Ning Wan widened her eyes and exclaid, "Are you saying that this Chu Munan is the one who barged in here and almost took Qiaoqiao hostage?"
Song Qiao had ntioned this incident to her, providing her with a rough understanding. But at the ti, she didn’t know exactly who had the audacity to co in here and almost kidnapped Qiaoqiao.
Now, hearing Xi Mohan’s words, her complexion turned sowhat pale.
...
A al directly made Chu Mubei, the little guy, take a liking to Song Qiao. After eating, he followed behind her like a little tail.
Chu Munan found Song Qiao at the back of the villa; the big and small duo were like lovestruck fans, fixedly watching the n in black training.
To be precise, the little guy Chu Mubei had a serious expression, while Song Qiao appeared love-struck.
Chu Munan didn’t like his younger brother at all, but more than anything, he was helpless.
Firstly, because Chu Mubei wasn’t born to his mother but to his father’s mistress. Although the mistress died during childbirth, because of this kid, his mother’s health was now very poor.
Secondly, Chu Munan was already twenty-eight or nine years old, and for a kid twenty-sothing years younger than himself, only five years old, he couldn’t bring himself to like him much.
Why he felt helpless was probably because this child had no mother and was truly pitiful, plus this little guy got along well with everyone. As long as soone was kind to him, he’d like them.
Just like now with Song Qiao, looking at those two tightly snuggled together, Chu Munan felt both angry and amused.
He didn’t walk over directly but stood at the door for a mont, then called out, "Song Qiao."
The big and small duo imdiately turned their heads to look at the man standing there, their actions and expressions perfectly synchronized.
"What’s the matter?" Song Qiao did not stand up imdiately and remained where she was.
Seeing their wary looks directed at him, Chu Munan’s face darkened, "You two, co here."
What kind of looks were those from the duo? Like he would eat them.
Song Qiao hesitated, then looked down at the little guy beside her and asked, "Should we go over?"
Chu Mubei looked at his brother and then at Song Qiao, but instead of answering, he asked a question, "Do you want to go over?"
Song Qiao shook her head, "I feel like your brother’s temper has suddenly turned bad."
"Yeah, I feel that too. Do you think he would hit us if we went over?"
"He doesn’t hit won."
"But I’m not a woman; I’m a man."
"No worries, you’re his brother, he won’t hit you."
"Hasn’t he hit plenty of tis before?"
Song Qiao, "..." speechless.
Inside the villa’s living room, the man with a blank expression sat on a single sofa, his gaze falling on the duo sitting on the double sofa opposite him.
At this mont, Song Qiao and Chu Mubei were sitting side by side, their poses in perfect sync. Especially since they had purposely changed into matching outfits that looked like mother and child, one might mistakenly think they were mother and son.
Chu Munan didn’t look at his brother but instead focused on Song Qiao, thought for a mont, and then said directly, "Song Qiao, Lu Jingchen is here."
Song Qiao suddenly raised her head to look at Chu Munan, evidently sowhat shocked. After a few seconds of silence, she calmly asked, "He ca here?"
She was indeed a bit stunned that Lu Jingchen had actually co. Just now, she also asked little Chu Mubei and learned that this was not An City, but Beijing, which is still a five-hour drive away from An City.
She belatedly rembered that after being grabbed and put in a car by Chu Munan’s n the day before, she rode in the car for a long ti. She had already guessed she had left An City but did not expect to be in Beijing, and now she was on the other side of the city, aning she would have to pass through the center of Beijing if coming from An City.
The man, who had already changed into a black shirt and trousers, appeared indifferent and replied with a nod, "He’s right outside the villa."
Song Qiao was apparently taken aback again, but quickly regained her composure and remained silent.
He looked deeply into Song Qiao’s eyes, "If you don’t want to return to him now, I can help you leave, and he will never find you again."
...
Outside the villa, several cars were parked, separated by an iron gate, engaging in a real ard standoff.
Lu Jingchen stood tall outside the villa, his face sowhat pale from being uncomfortable for several hours in the car, and despite not feeling well, he still forced himself to stand firm.
Because he knew, Song Qiao was in there.
Behind him were over twenty n in black, all holding pistols, directly opposing the similarly ard n inside the villa.
Xi Mohan and Ning Wan didn’t co along. Ning Wan was originally worried and planned to co, but Xi Mohan refused, locking her directly in his car, only releasing her when Lu Jingchen and his n had left.
"President, shall we just barge in?" Assistant Xue stood behind his president, speaking worriedly.
Lu Jingchen’s face was dark as water, his gaze fixed intently on the villa in front of him, specifically the door inside; his thin lips parted slightly, his deep voice hoarse, "Just wait a bit more."
His fever hadn’t subsided, in addition to catching a slight cold.
Combined with the lack of proper rest, his condition was quite severe.
He only brought over twenty n, but those holding the fort inside were already around thirty to forty, not knowing how many more there were inside.
However, if he had to forcibly go in to bring Song Qiao out, he wouldn’t mind.
After waiting for quite a while, as the man’s face grew increasingly grim, readying to storm in, the door that had been shut inside the villa finally opened, and a man and a woman stepped out.
Lu Jingchen’s gaze instantly tightened upon seeing who ca out, directly stepping forward.
Song Qiao and Chu Munan ca out together, the woman’s eyes fell on the man outside the villa, yet showed little change in expression.
On her feet was a pair of shoes with not very high heels, not the pair she usually wore, but a pair Chu Munan had soone buy for her, matching the outfit she wore.
Lu Jingchen looked Song Qiao up and down, only slightly relieved upon seeing she wasn’t hurt, then cast a dark gaze at Chu Munan beside her, coldly asking, "Chu Munan, bringing my wife here, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Chu Munan was taken aback, yet his expression remained unchanged; his handso face showed no sign of turmoil, faintly replying, "Lu Shao, what evidence do you have to say your wife was kidnapped by to co here?"
He paused, chuckled softly, and explained, "I rely instructed my n to bring a runaway woman here; I didn’t kidnap her, Lu Shao ought not to slander ."
Regarding Song Qiao, he initially intended to invite her as a guest, but unexpectedly saw her loitering outside during the trip.
Because he instructed his n to ’invite’ and provided them with a photo, they imdiately recognized Song Qiao, yet these rough n, utterly lacking in tenderness, stopped their car and directly hauled her aboard upon seeing her walking on the roadside.
This led to Song Qiao initially believing she was kidnapped by him.
Chu Munan expressed that this accusation was too hefty; although he had committed nurous murders and arson, he wouldn’t shoulder responsibilities for cris he didn’t commit.
That would tarnish his image.
However, Lu Jingchen coldly chuckled, responding, "Then now, Chu Shao, may I have my wife returned?"
Chu Munan didn’t imdiately reply; instead, he turned to look at Song Qiao, who hung her head lost in thought, asking, "Song Qiao, do you wish to go back with this man Lu Jingchen now?"
Song Qiao lifted her head sharply to look at him, her lips moved.
However, Chu Munan didn’t wait for her response, instead smiled again, continuing, "Make a clear decision, this man has a woman he loves, and that woman is a celebrated actress, are you sure you want to return? Going back, you will have to prepare to fight another woman for a man, not to ntion you previously appeared bullied by him. If you return, what if you continued to be bullied? Otherwise, don’t go back to him, if you wish to leave him, I can help you."
—Too tired, my mind is blank, unable to write anything now, sleep first, update the next nine thousand tomorrow, Saturday.
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