The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 995 - 394: Lu Jingchen, What Do You Think You Can Give Me?

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Little Wangshu immediately turned his head to look behind him and saw Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao.

Seeing Song Qiao made the little guy very happy. After all, he had always wanted to see his mom, and now he finally had. Moreover, his mom hadn’t left, she was really here, dining with them...

However, after just one glance at Song Qiao, little Wangshu lowered his head and didn’t dare to look again. He quickly walked towards Lu Jingchen and then obediently called out, "Daddy..."

Lu Jingchen didn’t make a sound. He bent over and picked up Lu Wangshu, then walked towards the second floor.

Soon, only Song Qiao was left alone in the living room, so quiet that she could only hear her own breathing.

Song Qiao looked at the seat where little Wangshu had been sitting and recalled the words Lu Jingchen had just said. Her hand, resting by her side, couldn’t help but clench into a fist, and tears that were already brimming in her eyes suddenly fell down, hitting the floor in front of her and spreading out.

Lu Jingchen’s words, and seeing the little guy’s attitude towards her, made Song Qiao feel very hurt.

Especially after she saw her son, and he hadn’t said a single word to her, not even calling her "mom," made it even harder for her to accept.

...

In the bathroom of Lu Wangshu’s room upstairs, Lu Jingchen had rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, beginning to help little Wangshu undress.

The little guy was very well-behaved, allowing Lu Jingchen to help him undress, but after being stripped of his clothes, he still showed a bit of shyness.

Lu Jingchen didn’t mind. Except for when he was just a few months old and Jingchen had no experience and didn’t dare to bathe him, fearing he might hurt him, he had been bathing him since he was one year old. Unless he had to work late at the company or had an event to attend, he couldn’t come back so early.

The little guy occasionally glanced toward the door, which Jingchen naturally noticed. He brought over a chair to sit on and then spoke, "Do you want to see your mom?"

The little guy’s face turned red, his little mouth moved, but he asked, "Daddy, after I finish bathing, can I still see mom?"

He had heard his dad and mom arguing downstairs earlier.

He was worried his mom would leave and wouldn’t want him anymore.

Lu Jingchen carried him straight into the bathtub and replied, "Mom won’t leave, but you have to promise Dad that after your bath, you’ll go straight to sleep. You’ll be able to see Mom tomorrow. Dad still has some things to discuss with Mom later."

Upon hearing he could see his mom tomorrow, the little guy’s eyes lit up immediately, he nodded and hummed a response.

...

After helping the little guy finish his bath, Lu Jingchen let him sleep alone and then left his room.

If one paid attention, they could see that Lu Jingchen’s steps were a bit rushed as he headed downstairs.

When Lu Jingchen reached the stairway and looked down, seeing Song Qiao still in the first-floor living room, his anxious heart instantly calmed down.

Song Qiao hadn’t left; after crying, she felt a bit better inside. Looking again at the villa’s arrangement, which was almost the same as five years ago except for more children’s toys and other items, recalling what Lu Jingchen had said earlier, she didn’t feel as upset as before.

Tired from standing, she directly sat on the living room sofa, slowly calming her feelings.

While in a daze, the sofa beside her suddenly sank, bringing with it that familiar male scent, as pleasant as ever.

In an instant, Song Qiao’s body couldn’t help but stiffen up slightly, not daring to move.

After Lu Jingchen sat down, he leaned back, relaxing his body completely. He tapped the armrest with his fingers and then looked at Song Qiao, speaking leisurely, "Are you still thinking about leaving now?"

Song Qiao instinctively turned her head to look at him, momentarily not understanding the meaning of his words. After seriously pondering for a while, she realized he wasn’t referring to simply leaving this villa now, but leaving An City altogether.

The two remained silent for a while; Song Qiao didn’t answer immediately but after thoughtfully considering, she looked at Lu Jingchen, her lips curled slightly, revealing a smile tinged with sarcasm, saying, "What does it matter if I leave or not leave? Lu Jingchen, what do you think you can give me? What kind of future can you offer?"

Because of her words, the man’s expression immediately became obscure and unclear; he naturally caught the sarcasm in her tone. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Before he could speak, Song Qiao continued, "The experiences we’ve been through aren’t simple. Look back; at our wedding, Murong Rui exposed such a shocking scandal. I’m the daughter of the enemy who killed your adoptive parents. The reason you agreed to marry me so easily back then was also because of my identity. You simply wanted to use me to take revenge on the Song Family..."

Lu Jingchen’s eyes deepened as he looked at Song Qiao in front of him, his lips moved slightly, wanting to explain something.

But Song Qiao didn’t give him a chance to speak, continuing, "On a deeper level, we are resigned to our fate. On a simpler level, it’s just the feud from the previous generation that I’m forced to repay as the daughter. Even if you are willing to continue living with me, what about your father? What about that so-called ’sister’ of yours? There are many obstacles between us; how I wish for a simple, blissful existence."

"But Lu Jingchen... I’m sorry, I’ve really been so tired these past years; I don’t have the energy to deal with all this. With your status, there are certainly many women willing to marry you, women whose backgrounds aren’t inferior to mine, I’m sure of that. Perhaps besides me, Lu Tianming would also more easily accept another woman as your wife."

Song Qiao’s tone was very calm, so calm that there was no emotional fluctuation, giving the impression she was truly exhausted.

It seemed like it was the first time she had spoken to Lu Jingchen at such length, and these were genuinely from her heart, words she had always wanted to say to Lu Jingchen.

Before speaking, she thought she wouldn’t have the courage, but after she finished, she realized some part of her heart was slowly calming down.

Between her and Lu Jingchen, it was now no longer just about the difference in status.