The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 996 - 395: Lu Jingchen Is Angry

There are truly too many issues between them, including their marriage, which wasn’t because of love they came together.

Although now it seems Lu Jingchen does have feelings for her, Song Qiao is unsure if Lu Jingchen has genuinely fallen in love with her, or if it is because she gave the Lu Family a son and he wishes for her to stay by his side.

Five years ago at the hospital, this man pushed her, nearly causing her to miscarry. Now, the memory of her stomach hitting the edge of the table, the thought of her two children almost slipping away from her, sends a chill straight to her heart.

Five years is neither short nor long, enough to change a person, and also enough for one’s hatred to slowly fade. Back then, Song Qiao indeed hated Lu Jingchen, but as time passed, she found her hatred wasn’t as deep as before, sometimes even feeling her attitude towards Lu Jingchen became rather calm.

Just like now, she realizes she can truly say these words calmly to Lu Jingchen.

Perhaps it can be said because she is now a mother.

The man’s heart ached instantly, as if suddenly grasped tightly by a large hand, then that hand slowly exerting force, waves of pain emanating from the depths of his heart.

Lu Jingchen’s hand beside him involuntarily clenched into a fist, his emotions seemingly being suppressed with effort; because of Song Qiao’s words, his face appeared increasingly somber.

Song Qiao watched as the expression on Lu Jingchen’s face slowly changed, her heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding enveloped her, as though something dangerous might happen the next second, causing her neck to shrink and unable to control herself, instinctively moving aside to create distance between them.

The man noticed her slight move but did not react immediately, instead his lips curved slightly into a mocking smile, asking, "Are you afraid of me?"

His voice was exceedingly calm, so calm it was almost devoid of any emotion.

But it was Lu Jingchen’s tone that made Song Qiao even more afraid, she subconsciously nodded, but after thinking carefully, shook her head.

Lu Jingchen watched her nod then shake her head, the mockery deepening at the corner of his lips, yet he spoke unhurriedly, as if stating a fact coldly, "Song Qiao, do you think now that you’ve returned to the country, I could let you leave? Believe me, as long as I don’t want, from now on, you won’t be able to leave An City. Don’t forget, An City isn’t Ji Sifan’s domain, nor is it Chu Munan’s domain, but mine, Lu Jingchen’s domain..."

Upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, not only did Song Qiao freeze entirely, but even her facial expression suddenly seemed bewildered, she looked incredulously at the man in front of her.

However, before she could speak, the man unhurriedly said, "Regardless of whether you are happy or not by my side, as long as you obediently stay by my side without going anywhere, it’s better than not having any news of you for these five years."

That night, the so-called ’negotiation’ between them ended with Lu Jingchen’s domineering and paranoid words.

Song Qiao knows Lu Jingchen is a man who will act on his words, what worries her is if Lu Jingchen truly forbids her from leaving, she would have no choice but to stay in An City.

Suddenly, she regretted choosing to return to An City, had she known the man was so obsessed, she definitely wouldn’t have come back.

...

The next morning, Song Qiao came out directly from the guest room. After an unhappy ending the night before, without a phone or money on her person, combined with the outside being pitch dark, she had to spend the entire night inside the villa.

Just stepping out the room, she saw the little one standing in the corridor, already dressed neatly.

Song Qiao halted, her gaze fell on her son, her eyes suddenly reddened.

Perhaps feeling Song Qiao’s gaze, the little one slowly turned around, upon seeing Song Qiao’s figure, his originally dark and beautiful eyes seemed to light up.

His small mouth moved slightly, but he didn’t call out ’Mom.’

Song Qiao restrained her impulse to pick him up, walked over directly, bent down to meet his gaze, and softly said, "Are you called Wangshu?"

The little one nodded.

Song Qiao immediately smiled, but asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The little one was momentarily stunned, his big eyes fixed on her, he nodded, his small mouth moved, and ultimately called out the two words Song Qiao heard, "Mom..."

Upon hearing the slightly tender, even somewhat babyish ’Mom,’ Song Qiao’s tears became difficult to suppress, streaming down uncontrollably, finally unable to restrain herself, she quickly walked to Lu Wangshu, bent down and hugged him tightly in her arms.

Lu Wangshu stiffened for a moment when he was hugged, feeling extremely uncomfortable, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

A sudden wet warmth on his shoulder made Lu Wangshu freeze for a moment, then he immediately realized it was his mom crying.

The little guy panicked, wanting to push Song Qiao away to see what was going on, but couldn’t, and in a childish voice tinged with panic, asked, "Mom... Are you crying?"

Song Qiao heard the little guy’s voice and immediately realized she had scared him. She quickly raised a hand to wipe her tears, shaking her head, "No."

As she spoke, she slightly distanced herself from Lu Wangshu, looking at his innocent little face. Although her eyes were somewhat red, she managed a smile and said gently, "Mom is just very happy now."

Lu Wangshu didn’t quite understand but still replied "Oh," indicating he got it.

When Lu Jingchen came up, he just happened to see Song Qiao crying and smiling at the same time, with their son in her arms.

The man’s eyebrows slightly furrowed first, then he walked directly toward the two of them, speaking warmly, "Wangshu, come here."

Song Qiao heard Lu Jingchen’s voice, her body involuntarily stiffened, and when she looked up, she saw the man walking toward them.

The unpleasant ending between the two last night made Song Qiao feel very uncomfortable seeing Lu Jingchen now. She was slightly worried, afraid that Lu Jingchen might immediately tell her to leave and make it difficult for her to see her son again in the future.

When Lu Wangshu heard Lu Jingchen’s voice, his small body immediately turned, and his gaze landed on Lu Jingchen, showing a sweet smile as he called, "Dad..."

Song Qiao instinctively released her son, and little Wangshu promptly turned and ran toward Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen bent over and picked up his son, his gaze falling on Song Qiao, and he spoke neither warmly nor coldly, "Come down for breakfast, and I’ll take you to see your company’s people later."

Song Qiao was already so tense upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words that she didn’t know what to do, looking slightly shocked.

She saw Lu Jingchen turn directly toward the stairs, and as she came to her senses, she hurriedly followed him. When he was descending the stairs, she caught up to him and grabbed his shirt sleeve, softly saying, "Lu Jingchen, I..."

The man stopped his steps, turned to look at her, his tone indifferent, "Is there anything else?"

Song Qiao was choked by his question; when her gaze met his, all the words she had prepared to say instantly vanished.

Little Wangshu was held by Lu Jingchen. His little head poked out to look at Song Qiao, but he didn’t say anything.

Seeing Song Qiao not saying anything, Lu Jingchen’s expression carried a hint of coldness. Even his voice became colder, "If there’s nothing to say, let go. Your son is hungry."

Song Qiao’s hand paused and instinctively let go.

In the next moment, Lu Jingchen walked straight downstairs without looking back, his steps didn’t pause at all.

Watching Lu Jingchen’s back, Song Qiao just felt deeply uncomfortable in her heart. The emotions she had slowly begun to settle were now stirring painfully again.

But when she looked at Lu Wangshu, who was peering out at her, the discomfort lessened. Especially when she saw the little guy’s big eyes, Song Qiao felt her heart soften immensely.

Lu Jingchen thought Song Qiao would stubbornly refuse to come down and eat breakfast with them, but shortly after they sat down, the seat opposite him was pulled out, and he saw Song Qiao sit down.

Song Qiao’s eyes landed on Lu Jingchen. Her lips moved slightly, and then she cautiously spoke, "Lu Jingchen, can we talk?"

The man picked up a small bowl and began to serve a bowl of porridge, his tone calm, "Talk about what?"

Seeing Lu Jingchen respond to her, Song Qiao knew she still had hope. After a silence of more than ten seconds, she looked up at Lu Jingchen, her eyes carrying a hint of plea, "I can consider living in An City from now on and staying with you, but I have one request..."

The man’s actions paused, unexpectedly hearing her make a request at this point, he looked up at Song Qiao, his tone unhurried, "What request?"