Hearing his arrogant and irritating words, if it weren’t for the fact that they had practically grown up together as brothers, Xi Mohan would surely have his bodyguard throw this guy out in no ti.
Even though he was injured in the car accident, with injuries to his hand and the back of his head, his face was a bit pale. But that didn’t affect his handso features and deanor.
Narrowing his eyes slightly at the man who clearly ca to his hospital room just to kill ti, Xi Mohan said indifferently, "If you think I’m being too noisy, get the hell out of my room."
Lu Jingchen glanced at him nonchalantly, rely snorted coldly without saying a word, and then lowered his head to continue flipping through the magazine in his hand.
Seeing him like this, Xi Mohan felt displeased and asked directly, neither warmly nor coldly, "Do you like Song Qiao or Zuo Yuqing?"
The motion of flipping through the magazine ceased, Lu Jingchen furrowed his brows slightly, but then looked up at him and asked, "Why are you asking?"
Xi Mohan sneered, thinking Lu Jingchen was overthinking this. But rembering how concerned Ning Wan was for Song Qiao these past two days, making his situation unpleasant too, he reminded Lu Jingchen, "Between Song Qiao and Zuo Yuqing, you can only choose one. Are you planning to take them both?"
After a pause, as if recalling sothing, he sneered directly again and said, "You know better than anyone what kind of woman Song Qiao is. If you haven’t made a choice yet and can’t clear your mind in the shortest ti possible, believe , it won’t be long before you lose this woman."
"And what about you? Do you choose Ning Wan or Ning Yan’er?" Lu Jingchen countered instead of answering.
Xi Mohan’s face darkened, gritting his teeth, he replied, "I’m the one asking the questions, why are you asking ?"
Lu Jingchen was indifferent to Xi Mohan’s words, casually tossing the magazine onto the table and said blandly, "You see, you can’t even answer my question. So how do you expect to answer yours?"
Xi Mohan, "I’ve already annulled the engagent with Yan’er, so my choice is clearer than yours. Are you planning to divorce Song Qiao?"
"When did I ever say I wanted a divorce?"
"So your choice is Song Qiao?"
"My choice has always been her."
...
In the Sichuan restaurant downtown, Song Qiao directly ordered so spicy beef, a spicy hot pot, practically everything was spicy.
In this season and this weather, whoever cos to eat Sichuan cuisine together is usually a true love.
Like her and Ning Wan...
After ordering the dishes and letting the waiter leave, Ning Wan frowned and asked, "What exactly happened the night before last? How did you end up with Chu Munan?"
Song Qiao poured herself a cup of tea, then poured one for Ning Wan, reminding, "That man is called Chu Munan." Not Chu What’s-his-na Nan.
She had already ntioned Chu Munan’s na two or three tis earlier, but this girl still couldn’t get it right.
"Oh, Chu Munan..." Ning Wan took the cup and drank a sip, giving her a glare, "I’m asking you a question, isn’t the na less important?"
Seeing Ning Wan’s worried look, Song Qiao knew she was concerned about her. She smiled and started explaining the event from the beginning.
However, she deliberately didn’t ntion how, in the Lu Family Mansion, Zuo Yuqing fell into the swimming pool and Lu Jingchen jumped in to rescue her.
Even if Song Qiao didn’t ntion it, Ning Wan already knew. After Song Qiao explained how she got taken to Beijing by Chu Munan’s people, Ning Wan gritted her teeth and asked, "Does Lu Jingchen still like that Zuo Yuqing?"
Song Qiao was stunned, her expression indifferent, as if the words just now were rely describing how good today’s weather is.
After taking a sip of tea, she looked at Ning Wan and asked, "Why do you think that?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" Ning Wan’s face didn’t look good, seemingly a bit angry, she directly gritted her teeth, "While I was waiting for news about you at your house, Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, and that Zuo Yuqing all ca over. And... Zuo Yuqing intentionally or unintentionally ntioned that you left ho out of jealousy because Lu Jingchen saved her, and then got kidnapped halfway."
Song Qiao, "..." When did I ever run away from ho? I was originally planning to take a stroll to clear my mind, dispel the discomfort in my heart, and then co back!
Song Qiao wanted to explain, but found herself at a loss for words, the feeling... was really damn suffocating.
The reason she didn’t tell Ning Wan everything from start to finish was entirely because she didn’t want her dear friend to worry.
After all, she already had enough on her plate.
"Alright, alright, it’s not so important who Lu Jingchen likes anymore."
"If this isn’t important, then what’s most important to you?"
"Um, I’m hungry. Right now, food is the most important thing to ."
Ning Wan, "...foodie!"
During lunch, the two of them didn’t continue talking about Lu Jingchen and her, nor did she bring up Xi Mohan and Ning Wan. They completely reverted to talking about things that happened when they used to live together.
...
Ever since the incident happened, for several days, the relationship between Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao remained lukewarm. Perhaps Lu Jingchen was really displeased with Song Qiao’s attitude; he had been leaving early and returning late, and by the ti Song Qiao woke up, he had long gone to the company, only returning after she had fallen asleep.
So even though they were staying in the sa room, even sleeping on the sa bed, it felt like they couldn’t et every day.
In the morning, Song Qiao went straight to the company to clock in, and then click-clacked in her high heels towards the office.
Since both Qin Zhe and An Ke were off for training, and she hadn’t onboarded any newcors, she was the most idle person in the departnt these days.
As soon as she entered the office, Lu An’an ca up excitedly, and asked, "Hey Qiaoqiao, are you planning to take over your so-called sister?"
"Ah? What?" Song Qiao was montarily caught off guard by Lu An’an’s words, blinking with so confusion as she asked, "An’an, what do you an?"
"Didn’t you snatch a newly signed artist from that woman?" Lu An’an subtly gestured with her chin towards a certain spot, whispering.
Song Qiao followed her gaze and saw Su Ling, who had been in the sa ti slot as their agents. Su Ling seed to have noticed their gaze, looked over, and then quickly turned away in a haughty and arrogant manner.
Song Qiao instantly understood what Lu An’an ant, chuckled dryly, and asked, "An’an, how do you know?"
Lu An’an didn’t seem to care much, laughed and said, "It was all over the company before. Although I didn’t know at the ti that the unlucky topic protagonist they were gossiping about was you, I just saw in the eting room that artist who used to be under Su Ling, and I recognized her imdiately. Isn’t that your so-called sister Song Xi?"
Song Qiao was stunned, then subconsciously asked, "You an Song Xi is back?"
Lu An’an paused, then nodded.
Song Qiao hadn’t even settled into her seat before she stood up, found so necessary docunts, and said directly, "An’an, I have to take care of so things first. I’ll tell you more at lunchti. Bye..."
Lu An’an, "..." Do you have to rush as if you’re dashing to reincarnate?
...
Song Qiao had asked soone to take Song Xi for a week’s training, and now, counting the days, today marked exactly one week.
If Lu An’an hadn’t ntioned it, she would have really forgotten about Song Xi. How well did the girl fare in training? If she didn’t pass, she wasn’t going to bring her onboard.
Although there were many eting rooms on this floor, Song Qiao still found Song Xi’s exact eting room accurately and saw through the thick glass a slightly anxious girl sitting inside, clutching a water cup.
She walked straight to the door and pushed it open, coughing a couple of tis.
Song Xi, who was initially lost in thought, imdiately stood up at the sound of the cough, turned around to face the door, and when she saw Song Qiao, she was a bit surprised before lifting the corners of her mouth in a relatively normal smile and asked, "The week is up. Does your promise to guide still stand?"
Song Qiao, upon seeing Song Xi for the first ti, felt a bit amazed. Song Xi’s aura seed to have changed after a week, and her clothing style differed from her previous one.
Coming to her senses, Song Qiao walked in, placed the docunts on the table, and without changing her expression, said, "The makeover is not bad, just barely qualified."
"You..." Song Xi glared with beautiful eyes, then seed to rember sothing and muttered discontentedly, "Can’t you talk to nicely?"
Although Song Xi’s voice was small, Song Xiao heard it, fixed his gaze on her, and explained, "If you want others to speak to you nicely, you must first treat them politely. It’s the most basic etiquette."
Song Qiao was very aware of how hostile Song Xi used to be towards her, and she did not believe that the girl’s hostility towards her had completely disappeared so quickly.
If Song Xi continued to treat her as she had before, Song Qiao would definitely not choose to guide her.
After all, keeping soone who could be considered an enemy beside oneself poses a greater risk than anything else. She always entrusted her back to the most important and trustworthy people, not to soone whose mind was full of sches, plotting how to embarrass her.
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