Zuo Yuqing didn’t call herself Mrs. Lu, but instead referred to herself as Miss Song, obviously reluctant to acknowledge her marriage to Lu Jingchen. However, whether she acknowledges it or not, it doesn’t matter to her. At this mont, Song Qiao’s tone is clearly that of the hostess, her voice soft, regardless of Yuqing’s reaction, turning around and leaving directly.
She hadn’t eaten much dinner, and the walk was not to aid digestion, just a way to get so fresh air due to feeling stifled.
As Zuo Yuqing watched Song Qiao’s back, her hand at her side clenched tighter and tighter, nails almost digging into her flesh, causing waves of pain. Yet she seed not to feel it, just quietly watching Song Qiao’s departing figure.
After a walk around, Song Qiao did not return to the villa imdiately but went to a park not far from the villa area to watch the ladies dance. She returned to the villa only at half-past eight.
As soon as she reached the door, she saw Mrs. Chen looking flustered. Just as she was about to speak, Mrs. Chen saw her, visibly relieved, and quickly approached her and asked nervously, "Madam, where did you go? Sir just instructed us to go out looking for you."
Song Qiao barely perceptibly furrowed her brows but still replied softly, "Just went for a walk."
Mrs. Chen, without asking further, directly inford Song Qiao that Lu Jingchen was waiting for her in the living room, and then retreated to attend to other matters.
All the lights in the living room were on, except the TV wasn’t on. As Song Qiao walked in, she directly saw a man with a sowhat sullen face sitting on the sofa.
After hesitating for a mont, she still walked over, but not towards him, instead towards the stairs.
Right now, she didn’t want to talk at all.
But just as she reached the stairs, the man who had been sitting idly suddenly turned his head to look at her, his voice carrying a tone as grim as deep waters, questioning, "Where did you go just now?"
Song Qiao’s steps halted, turning to look at him, only to et a pair of eyes full of icy shards, causing her breath to catch. After a long mont, she softly replied, "I went out for a walk." She then frowned slightly, asking in return, "Is there sothing you need?"
She was never good at hiding her emotions; whether a bit unhappy or happy, it always showed directly on her face.
Looking at her delicate little face, Lu Jingchen instantly knew her mood wasn’t good at the mont. He sighed softly and stood up directly, walking quickly towards her.
Seeing Lu Jingchen approaching, Song Qiao instinctively stepped back, clearly wanting to distance herself from this man.
Noticing this little action of hers, the man’s brows furrowed imdiately, extending his long arm to pull her into his embrace, his voice deepened, "Why are you dodging? Are you afraid of ?"
"No."
"Then why are you dodging?"
Her petite body was held directly within the man’s embrace, Song Qiao suddenly dared not struggle, pondering briefly before directly saying, "Seeing your face look so unpleasant, should I not worry about you hitting ?"
Lu Jingchen’s face imdiately darkened, silent for more than ten seconds before speaking almost through clenched teeth, "Who said I want to hit you? I don’t hit won, especially since you’re my wife."
Whoever he raises a hand to, he won’t lay a hand on Song Qiao.
Moreover, in the ti she has been married to him, has he ever hit her?
Song Qiao said nothing, simply remaining silent, her petite figure even directly held in the man’s arms, from afar presenting a very idyllic scene, but she didn’t feel it, only felt entirely uneasy, wanting to break free but dared not.
Though Lu Jingchen said he wouldn’t hit won, he still has other ways to tornt her, doesn’t he?
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On the day the wedding was held, Song Qiao did not leave from the Song Family. Firstly, Song Xi had yet to be discharged from the hospital; since the incident, she hadn’t visited the hospital again, only received updates from Song Xi. Since it was mid-stage cancer, conservative treatnt was needed.
Secondly, Song Xi’s mother still harbored hostility towards herself. Today being her wedding, who knows what little moves Song Xi’s mother might pull.
Of course, Lu Jingchen was aware of these matters too and arranged for her to leave from the villa they lived in. He sohow persuaded Lu Tianming to agree for their wedding to be held at the Lu Family Mansion. However, only a few guests could enter the Lu Family Mansion, since there was concern about reporters mixing into the crowd, so the main venue remained at the largest hotel in An City.
In the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, Song Qiao had already changed into her wedding dress and had her bridal makeup done, holding a bouquet in her hands, gazing sowhat lost at her reflection in the full-length mirror while the wedding company staff were tidying her attire.
When Ning Wan ca in after changing into her gown, seeing Song Qiao, she was instantly amazed, standing still in place, unable to react imdiately.
After quite a while, Ning Wan ca back to her senses, quickly walked over, observing her from top to bottom, and then exclaid, "Qiaoqiao, you’re really so beautiful, definitely the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen. Don’t know if Lu Jingchen will be stunned seeing you like this later."
Hearing Ning Wan’s words, Song Qiao blushed with a smile, her voice warm and soft with laughter, "How could it be so exaggerated? When you get married, you’ll be the most beautiful bride."
"My marriage, who knows when that will be." Ning Wan remarked nonchalantly.
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