The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 960 - 359: Five Years Later (Part 3)
The only difference was that the clothes Song Qiao had brought when she married were all gone, leaving only the ones he bought for her.
This year, Lu Jingchen’s visits home grew increasingly rare because his longing for that woman became more severe, and he feared being reminded, so he tried to minimize his visits, spending most of his time at the company. As for the original servants in the villa, shortly after Song Qiao left, he let them go.
After leaving the Lu Family Mansion, Lu Jingchen immediately called Aunt Chen, asking her to wait at the villa.
So, when Lu Jingchen returned to the villa, he saw it brightly lit.
He got out of the car with the child in his arms, and though the child kept crying non-stop, Lu Jingchen didn’t feel impatient. Instead, he frowned, hurriedly heading toward the villa without knowing why the child was crying.
Aunt Chen was standing by the door in the living room, waiting. Hearing the door open, she stepped forward immediately, not having seen who entered yet but hearing the child’s cries, causing her to pause, and then she saw Lu Jingchen walking in with the child.
She immediately approached, "Sir, this child..."
"Song Qiao gave birth to him." Lu Jingchen replied without thinking, and then asked, "He’s been crying; could you help me find out why?"
Aunt Chen was stunned by Lu Jingchen’s words, then came to her senses, and quickly took the child from Lu Jingchen. After a glance, she understood, "Maybe the child is hungry. Sir, there is no formula at home; we need to go out and buy some."
"Tell me what formula to buy, and I’ll go out now."
Aunt Chen promptly mentioned several brands of formula suitable for babies, and Lu Jingchen turned and left.
Two hours later.
Aunt Chen handed the child back to Lu Jingchen, then said, "Sir, the child might wake in the middle of the night. I’ve already prepared the formula; it’s over there. If anything happens, call me."
Lu Jingchen murmured a response, his gaze fixed on the child’s sleeping face.
Aunt Chen said nothing more and left the bedroom.
Soon, the bedroom was left with only Lu Jingchen and the child in his arms. The man’s deep eyes fixedly gazed at him, his mind recalling Ning Wan’s words earlier, ’But she said that once the child is with you, you and Song Qiao are through. From now on, Song Qiao and the Lu family have no connection.’
The man’s distinct knuckles, rough with calluses, slowly caressed the child’s delicate face. He finally chuckled coldly, murmuring softly, ’No connection? Song Qiao, how dare you think like this?’
...
Five years later.
Paris’s summer isn’t as hot as the domestic W City, but it isn’t particularly cool either.
Early in the morning, in a certain apartment in the city center, the sound of bell-like laughter echoed.
A five-year-old little girl wearing a T-shirt and mini denim skirt, her hair in two little braids, ran out of the room, laughing and shouting, "Godfather, you’re cheating; you sneak-attacked me."
Xi Mohan also walked out of the room, following the little girl, his face displaying a gentle smile, "How did I sneak attack? You’re the one who cheated, okay?"
"No, I didn’t." The little girl ran into the living room on her short legs and jumped onto a man sitting on the sofa watching the news, exclaiming, "Uncle, save me; godfather is here."
The man wore a white shirt, black trousers, and slippers. The little girl’s sudden jump made him frown, especially feeling her sweaty face against his shirt, turning his face dark.
Ji Sifan put down the remote control and picked up the little girl, speaking with a stern face, "Song Nianhuan, you got your sweat on my clothes again."
The little girl, with her big eyes wide open, looked at the stern-faced Ji Sifan. Yet she didn’t feel a bit scared and instead leaned her head closer, rubbing against the man’s white shirt, covering it with even more sweat, and then snorted arrogantly, swiftly jumped out of the man’s arms, and even made a face at the about-to-explode Ji Sifan.
