The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 220 - 125: Did you just say you weren’t angry, that you’ve been deceiving me?_2

Chapter 220: Chapter 125: Did you just say you weren’t angry, that you’ve been deceiving me?_2

What was originally intended to be a speeding drive now turned into the normal speed of traffic.

The car soon arrived downstairs at Song Qiao’s company. It was close to work hours and many colleagues were returning from eating outside, bustling with people coming and going.

The black Bentley Mulsanne parked there had already attracted quite a bit of attention. People were guessing who was driving it, but since it was almost time for work, many did not linger.

Song Qiao was currently furious. She had kindly gone out of her way to buy this man something to eat, and even spoke to him with gentle words, yet he was completely unappreciative, not even uttering a single word to her, acting as if he couldn’t care less about her. He didn’t even bother to warn her as he started driving.

If the coffee cup lid had not been secured properly, it could have spilled all over her.

Just as she was about to grab her purse and open the car door, the man locked the doors the moment her hand touched the door handle.

Song Qiao tried the handle and then realized what happened. She turned around and glared at him, her voice filled with dissatisfaction, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? Open the door, I need to go to work... Mmh!"

Lu Jingchen turned to look at her, seeing her bristling with irritation, and without saying a word, he leaned in and swiftly held the back of her head, sealing her incessantly talking lips with his own thin ones.

Song Qiao’s eyes widened in disbelief, her whole body pinned against the car door by the man in front of her, her fingers instinctively clutching the front of his shirt.

Her eyes blinked, and the long lashes fluttered against the man’s face, giving a tickling sensation.

Unlike those kisses from the past which felt as if he wanted to devour her, this time Lu Jingchen kissed her tenderly on the lips, and just for a short while before letting her go. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Looking down at the blushing face in front of him, tinged with a mix of shyness and anger, Lu Jingchen felt in high spirits. He moved his face close to hers, his breath spreading across her face, his tone carrying a soft laughter, very gentle, "Are you angry?"

The gentle tone of the man echoed in Song Qiao’s ears, striking her heart with every word, her fingers subconsciously tightening as she blurted out harshly, "No!"

How could she dare to be angry with him?

Lu Jingchen reached out to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, and as his whole body leaned in, the action appeared incredibly intimate.

He gazed down at the palm-sized face, her cheeks reddening from the kisses, and couldn’t resist kissing her once more before finally straightening up, lifting her to her feet, his voice as tender as a lover’s, murmuring softly, "I was wrong just now, but it was because you upset me that I behaved that way. I apologize to you now."

Song Qiao was stunned, still in his embrace, and hurriedly pushed him away creating distance between them. She adjusted her hair somewhat awkwardly, reiterating, "I am not angry. If there’s nothing else, I should get to work."

The car door remained locked, and she turned to the man again, frowning slightly, "Lu Jingchen, can you unlock the car door? I’m going to be late for work!"

Looking at that small, mildly furious face, claiming not to be angry was probably false, right?

He didn’t immediately unlock the door but instead asked rhetorically, "What do I need to do for you to forgive me?"

Clearly, his tone had softened a few notches, but his attitude suggested that if she didn’t forgive him, he wouldn’t unlock the door and let her out.

How could Song Qiao not see through this, frustration brewing within, she took a deep breath before suppressing her emotions, "Isn’t it enough that I forgive you?"

Her tone was slightly perfunctory, glancing at the watch on her wrist, there were only ten minutes left before work time.

"So when you said you weren’t angry earlier, you were lying to me? Turns out you really were angry."

Song Qiao, "..." Screw you!

"Are you going to open the car door or not, Lu Jingchen?" Song Qiao was on the verge of exploding, her voice filled with restrained anger, she gritted her teeth, "I’m going to be late for work."

Not wanting to trouble her further, although he knew Song Qiao wasn’t usually very temperamental, it still wasn’t good to truly provoke her.

Unlocking the door, Lu Jingchen finally spoke, "Shall I pick you up this afternoon to take you home?"

Song Qiao hesitated with the car door handle, then got out of the car directly, rejecting his offer with a much softer tone, "No need, I have an outdoor shoot this afternoon, so I probably won’t be at the office."

With that, she walked towards the office building in her high heels.

Watching Song Qiao’s retreating figure, Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but chuckle softly, his gaze landing on the coffee cup and a bag next to it.

The sandwich that had fallen to the ground had already been taken out of the car by her. Lu Jingchen reached for the bag and discovered another sandwich and a piece of bread inside. He then remembered that she seemed to have bought more than one sandwich earlier.

He took out a sandwich, his favorite flavor, narrowed his eyes with a smile on his face, and murmured four words, "Princess Pea!"

...

After clocking in, Song Qiao couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief; fortunately, she wasn’t late.

With a smile on her face, she had just entered her department and hadn’t reached her desk when she was stopped by someone.

Song Qiao paused, furrowing her brows slightly at the girl blocking her path, finding the girl somewhat familiar but not someone she knew. Song Qiao dismissed her coldly with a word, "Is there something?"