The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1033 - 428: Song Qiao and Tan Shuya Meet for the First Time

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Chapter 1033: Chapter 428: Song Qiao and Tan Shuya Meet for the First Time

Upon thinking about Tan Shuya coming to the Lu Family Mansion today, Lu Jingchen’s mood soured, feeling a bit irritable.

What he couldn’t understand was why Tan Shuya, who had just attempted suicide this morning, was not resting in the hospital but coming to the Lu Family Mansion instead.

It’s not that he didn’t want to resolve things with Tan Shuya as soon as possible, but... after all, she had saved his life, and her injuries from that time were so severe that she could never have children.

Ultimately, he felt indebted to her.

He could give her everything she wanted, except love and the position of Mrs. Lu.

Perhaps before Song Qiao came back, he might have considered marrying Tan Shuya, but it had nothing to do with love, and he would never love her in his lifetime.

But now that Song Qiao was back, Lu Jingchen could no longer say that he would marry Tan Shuya.

In his heart now, the only one who could be Mrs. Lu was Song Qiao.

She was the only one qualified for it.

...

Tan Shuya was both happy and excited when she learned that Lu Jingchen was coming to the mansion today. She had even dressed up specifically for the occasion.

Having been seen walking by Song Xi at the airport earlier, and knowing that Song Xi was the sister of Song Qiao, Lu Jingchen’s former wife, Tan Shuya was somewhat worried that Song Xi might tell Lu Jingchen that she could walk again.

To avoid someone tattling and her secret being exposed, Tan Shuya thought about it and decided she should just tell everyone herself that she could walk again.

Since she had initially planned to use her suicide attempt in the morning to compel Lu Jingchen to visit her, her body was still slightly weak. Apart from looking a bit pale, there were no other issues.

Moreover, before coming here today, she made sure to wear long sleeves to cover up the scars on her wrists from cutting.

Sitting in the living room, Tan Shuya faced Lu Tianming, her face adorned with a faint smile.

When Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao entered together, Lu Tianming was the first to spot his son with Song Qiao because of his position by the door, freezing in disbelief upon seeing them.

It seemed momentarily unbelievable to him that the woman beside his son was... Song Qiao?

Wasn’t this woman supposed to have left the country? How was she back now?

Moreover, he hadn’t heard anything about it.

The moment he saw Song Qiao, a strange feeling arose in Lu Tianming’s heart, but as he processed it, his gaze fell on Tan Shuya before shifting to Song Qiao, who was walking toward them, his expression turning somewhat displeased.

After all, he was satisfied with Tan Shuya and hoped she would marry his son, so seeing Song Qiao made him somewhat displeased.

Tan Shuya, not noticing Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao behind her, only saw the change in Lu Tianming’s expression, and she was about to speak.

Song Qiao closely followed Lu Jingchen, her hand tightly gripped by him. She had initially wanted to free herself upon entering, but no matter how much strength she used, the man held on even tighter, nearly hurting her, let alone letting go.

The butler went straight to Lu Tianming and said, "Master, the young master and young mistress are back..."

Lu Tianming’s face darkened, snorting coldly as he glared at the butler beside him, speaking with a hint of anger and displeasure, "What young mistress? The Lu Family has no young mistress yet..."

About to speak, Tan Shuya suddenly turned her head, still smiling brightly upon knowing that Lu Jingchen had arrived, but her expression changed the moment she saw Song Qiao entering with him, hand in hand.

After leaving five years ago, seeing Lu Tianming again made Song Qiao feel a tinge of nervousness.

Particularly when she saw Lu Tianming’s expression darken upon seeing her, she felt an immediate impulse to retreat.

Lu Tianming, after all, was a seasoned businessman, having not only been a businessman but also having mixed with the underworld.

Such aura projected a sharp temperament that could easily intimidate others.

However, Song Qiao, having also dealt with people of unusual status during her years in Paris, felt a momentary retreat under Lu Tianming’s piercing gaze but gritted her teeth, bravely stepping forward toward him.

Her gaze briefly resting on Tan Shuya, sitting opposite Lu Tianming, she quickly shifted her focus back to Lu Tianming, standing firmly with a respectful tone, "Hello, Mr. Lu!"

Lu Jingchen stayed closely beside Song Qiao.

When his gaze shifted from Lu Tianming to Tan Shuya, it was indifferent; only when looking at Song Qiao did he reveal tender eyes.

Recognizing Song Qiao immediately, Tan Shuya identified her as the woman who had a tumultuous relationship with Lu Jingchen five years ago, his former wife—Song Qiao.

Even though she hadn’t been in the country previously, after returning, she had looked into the past news about Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao.

Although there wasn’t much to find, she did come across photos of Song Qiao.

Song Qiao was undeniably beautiful and elegant; even someone considered a beauty like Tan Shuya felt a rush of jealousy upon seeing her for the first time.

Especially now, recognizing her and Lu Jingchen’s past, and seeing him still holding her hand tightly, she couldn’t help but feel agitated.

Lu Tianming’s gaze landed on Song Qiao, his face displeased as he spoke, "Miss Song, it seems you weren’t invited here today..."

But before Lu Tianming could finish, Lu Jingchen interrupted decisively, "Indeed, you didn’t invite her, but I brought her. If you’re so unwilling to see us, we won’t step back in here again, and I won’t allow my son to either."

He had once chosen his father over his wife, a choice he regretted for five years. Now, he wouldn’t repeat that mistake and would choose his wife.

He couldn’t afford to lose Song Qiao again, or he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Upon hearing his son’s words, Lu Tianming’s expression turned ashen, as dark as a pot’s bottom.