Xu Qian rolled her eyes and then looked at him with a cold sneer, "Then go tell them to have children now. Don’t forget the Lu Family’s special bloodline. Even if they wanted to have children now, do you think it’s still possible?"

Moreover, whether it’s the son, or that little guy Lu Wangshu, they are all standing by Song Qiao’s side. Even I quite like her. It’s just that old stubborn Lu Tianming who never liked Song Qiao, and even looks down on her.

Lu Tianming gave her a sidelong glance, snorted, and said, "I don’t know what kind of charm that woman cast on you all, just having a child? If she hadn’t given birth to Wangshu back then, Jingchen might have children with another woman. Now she indeed left a child for our Lu Family. Whatever money she wants in the future, we can just give it to her." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Xu Qian held her breath, too angry to speak for a long while. She took a deep breath and tossed an orange slice into her mouth before finally blurting out, "Old bastard, no wonder Jingchen doesn’t want to come back to see you now. If we weren’t married, I wouldn’t want to come see you either."

Lu Tianming turned his head to look at her, tapped the floor with his cane, and said directly, "If you don’t come back, I don’t mind. Anyway, as long as Wangshu comes back to see his grandfather, that’s fine."

"Wangshu is the child of Song Qiao and Jingchen. If Wangshu knows how you treat his biological mother, do you think he will ignore you?"

Lu Tianming showed no change in expression and said calmly, "After all, I am his grandfather. It’s only right for a grandson to show filial piety to his grandfather. Don’t lead the child astray."

Xu Qian had completely given up on reasoning with her husband because she knew no matter what she said, Lu Tianming would hold onto his own views. Unless Song Qiao really achieved a reversal or did something to win Lu Tianming’s respect.

Otherwise, having Lu Tianming acknowledge Song Qiao’s identity wouldn’t be that simple.

She peeled an orange and tossed it into her mouth, chewing noisily, her face clearly angry and displeased.

Lu Tianming gave her a sidelong glance, snorted, and withdrew his gaze, continuing to watch the TV in front of him.

...

Meanwhile, the reporters below kept asking various questions, but all were questioning Song Qiao, whether she was the third party destroying Lu Jingchen and Zuo Yuqing’s relationship, and questioning whether her mother was the third party who destroyed Song Xi’s mother and their two fathers.

Song Qiao’s face looked gloomy, even a bit pale, because she had been struck at her heart’s secret. She believed her mother could not possibly be a mistress. She instinctively trusted her mother and even her sixth sense.

At this moment, Lu Jingchen’s face also looked grim, even more so to the point of severe darkness. He scanned the reporters below with his cold, sharp gaze.

The reporters suddenly felt a chill, instinctively looked at Lu Jingchen, and immediately everyone fell silent, leaving only the sounds of cameras and camcorders clicking away.

Lu Jingchen grabbed Song Qiao’s hand, then sat up straight, sweeping his cold gaze over the crowd, his thin lips parting to clearly enunciate each word, "I don’t know what makes you think my wife is the one who destroyed the relationship between me and Zuo Yuqing. Do you think if what you imagine were true, would I, Lu Jingchen, be the kind of person easily manipulated by a woman?"

The reporters’ expressions instantly changed. Everyone seemed to have completely overlooked this question.

Indeed, who is Lu Jingchen?

He is the CEO of the CK Group, the highest-status entrepreneur among the younger generation in the country. Since taking over the CK Group after graduating from college, he has been leading it to greater heights. Even if people don’t investigate his methods, they know how impressive he is.

He is hailed as a god-like figure, someone all the women in the country dream of marrying.

How could such a man possibly be easily toyed with emotionally by a woman?

Lu Jingchen’s tone was calm, "As for what you said about my mother-in-law being the third party in destroying others’ relationships, I don’t know where you heard this. Are you really making such statements without evidence? It’s always known that media reporters like to sensationalize things, but it’s the first time I see someone turning white into black, and a good person being vilified by all."

Lu Jingchen’s voice was mild, without revealing any emotion, but his words felt like a slap to the face of the people. The female reporter who had initially asked the question turned green and white alternately.

However, some reporters seemed unable to sit still, feeling that Lu Jingchen was completely suppressing them, blaming everything on them and saying it was the media’s fault.

He wasn’t planning to take the blame.

Raising his hand, he immediately stood up. Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on him, but he didn’t say anything further. The head of CK Group’s diplomatic department quickly allowed him to stand and speak.

The microphone quickly reached that reporter. Holding the mic, he looked at Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao on stage, his tone neither humble nor overbearing, "This news didn’t come from our imagination. It was revealed by insiders, speaking quite convincingly. Not only did we believe it, but the netizens did too. If it’s not true, can Mr. and Mrs. Lu explain it to us?"

Lu Jingchen glanced at the reporter, noticed his press card, and realized it was from a government-owned media outlet.

His eyes darkened a bit, acknowledging that this reporter was indeed more professional than the others, and knew how not to offend people.

Looking at that reporter, Song Qiao felt a bit more comfortable with his words. At least he provided her with an opportunity to explain, but as for her and Lu Jingchen’s marriage... she couldn’t possibly tell them that she forced him to marry her after seeing Lu Jingchen on the street.

Especially since she didn’t know Lu Jingchen’s identity at that time, let alone that he was the CEO of CK Group.

Even if she revealed it, they probably wouldn’t believe it. Who knows how they’d report it, nor how they’d defame her.