Between his wife and his good brother, he resolutely chose his wife.

Song Qiao instinctively looked at Lu Jingchen. The man seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at her, giving her a reassuring gaze.

Fang Qing was taken aback, with a hint of confusion on her face. She obviously didn’t know who Lu Jingchen and the others had come to pick up here.

Lu Jingchen didn’t say much either, directly grasping Song Qiao’s hand and toying with it.

The servant went upstairs to call for Xi Mohan, and he came down quickly. Fang Qing was the first to see Xi Mohan, and she ran toward him in slippers, her voice carrying a gentle tone as she called out, "Mohan..."

Xi Mohan’s gaze fell on her, not knowing why she was here, so he instinctively asked, "Why did you come over today?"

Fang Qing smiled warmly and explained, "Didn’t you say a few days ago that you wanted to eat the dishes I made? Since I didn’t have to film today and had some free time, I came over. Why, don’t you want to see me today?"

Saying this, she originally wanted to step forward and hold Xi Mohan’s arm to act coy, but knowing well the nature of this man, who wasn’t used to people getting close to him and disliked women acting coy with him, Fang Qing simply stood two steps away across from Xi Mohan.

Hearing Fang Qing’s words, Xi Mohan furrowed his brows but said nothing, instead looking over at Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao, and asked, "Why have you come over?"

Lu Jingchen looked up at him, his face devoid of any extraneous expressions, and said calmly, "I came with Qiaoqiao; you should also be clear about why we came over."

Xi Mohan’s gaze slightly darkened, but he remained silent.

Song Qiao couldn’t stand this man’s attitude, acting silent — who couldn’t do that?

However, because she was too worried about Ning Wan, she couldn’t care less, and immediately stood up looking at him, gritting her teeth as she said, "Xi Mohan, where’s Wanwan? You brought her here last night; now hand her over."

As soon as Song Qiao finished speaking, Fang Qing’s face was the first to turn pale.

When Fang Qing heard Song Qiao say that Xi Mohan had brought Ning Wan here, all the color drained from her face, and she looked at Xi Mohan in utter shock, "Mohan, you..."

She wanted to speak further, but the words got stuck in her throat in the end.

Fang Qing understood very well, although she was with Xi Mohan, and outsiders said she was destined to become the young mistress of the Xi Family, standing by Xi Mohan’s side in the future, only Fang Qing knew very clearly that there was still Ning Wan between her and Xi Mohan.

Even if Xi Mohan had already forgotten that woman, as long as Ning Wan existed, she and Xi Mohan would never take that final step. Otherwise, over such a long period, why hadn’t Xi Mohan accepted her? Maybe no one would believe it if it were told that despite being with Xi Mohan for so long, they hadn’t even been in bed together once, even though he had once spent the night at her villa but didn’t sleep with her in the same bed.

Previously Fang Qing had heard from Ning Yan’er that when Xi Mohan and Ning Wan were together, Ning Wan once got pregnant with Xi Mohan’s child, but it was lost in a car accident.

When she heard Ning Yan’er say that, a flash of excitement actually passed through her heart.

But now, hearing that Xi Mohan had taken Ning Wan away, even bringing her back to this villa, Fang Qing was almost filled with panic, as if she foresaw that in the not-too-distant future, she would be abandoned by this man, who would then be together with Ning Wan.

Fang Qing knew very well that this villa was the first house Xi Mohan bought with his own money after moving out of the Xi Family. He had lived here for almost ten years, and even though he had bought many properties over the years, with many high-end houses in his portfolio, Xi Mohan only liked to come back to live here.

Though Fang Qing could enter here, she had never spent the night here, because Xi Mohan didn’t like others spending the night, even if she was his girlfriend.

However... last night, Ning Wan did spend the night here.

A chill spread throughout her body from her feet. Fang Qing suppressed her inner fear, focusing her gaze on Xi Mohan’s face, not speaking, but desperately wanting to hear him say that he hadn’t brought Ning Wan back.

The man’s face remained expressionless, showing no extra change in demeanor. Hearing Song Qiao’s words, he looked up at the woman across from him, staring back in anger, and instead of answering, he asked, "What is your relationship with her?"

By "her," Xi Mohan meant... Ning Wan.

Song Qiao looked straight at him, not avoiding his gaze, and admitted without hesitation, "She’s my best friend."

Lu Jingchen stood up directly, standing beside Song Qiao, also fixing his gaze on Xi Mohan as he spoke, "Mohan, Fang Qing is still here, having Ning Wan stay with you is indeed inappropriate. If the media finds out, there might be some unpleasant rumors. Qiaoqiao and Ning Wan are as close as sisters, I’ll take Ning Wan to my place..."

However, Xi Mohan replied unfazed, "You’re flaunting your marital affection, and you want to bring along a third wheel?"

Lu Jingchen, "..." He had a point that I couldn’t refute.

However, he thought about it, then continued, "We already have a little third wheel at home, adding a big one wouldn’t matter, and my son actually quite likes Ning Wan as his godmother."

Even though his son had only seen Ning Wan and hadn’t talked or known her, aside from Ning Wan involving Mo Han, his feelings towards Ning Wan were quite positive.

Xi Mohan lifted his gaze, giving him a bland glance, but his eyes narrowed dangerously, "So, you two insist on taking her away today?"

Hearing Xi Mohan’s words, Song Qiao laughed in exasperation, "Leave her here? Do you want her to stay here?"

Too much had happened between Ning Wan and Xi Mohan, and now that Xi Mohan had forgotten Ning Wan, coupled with the fact that he had a new girlfriend, if Ning Wan stayed, what would he take Ning Wan for?

Moreover, Shen Yi had said he sensed someone meant harm to Ning Wan.

Song Qiao thought carefully and realized that the one least wanting Ning Wan’s presence was probably Fang Qing.

Fang Qing stood on the side, unable to stop clenching her hands into fists, struggling to control her emotions.

The next second, Xi Mohan spoke faintly, "And what if I insist on keeping her here?"