The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1052 - 439: Maybe I Did Something Wrong and Made Her Angry
Only Song Qiao and Chu Munan were left in the living room soon. Song Qiao sat in front of Chu Munan and looked directly at the man, saying, "Take off your clothes."
"Xiao Qiao..." Hearing Song Qiao’s words, he immediately felt a bit embarrassed, but meeting Song Qiao’s gaze, he thought for a moment and said, "You only need to help me apply the medicine on my face. I can handle the rest myself."
"I said take off your clothes, so just do it." Song Qiao was already starting to feel a bit sulky and spoke directly, "Hurry up."
Chu Munan, "..."
Finally, the man, left with no choice, began slowly unbuttoning the sleeves of his shirt.
After he took off his shirt completely, she saw that his chest was already covered with bruises, clearly left from the previous fight.
With her teeth biting her lip, Song Qiao sulkily remained silent as she began rummaging through the medicine box for medicine, and only after finding what she needed, along with some cotton swabs, did she start applying medicine on Chu Munan.
...
Xu Qian was startled when she received a call from Assistant Xue. By the time she rushed to the hospital, Lu Jingchen had already been moved to a regular ward.
She also brought Lu Wangshu along from the old mansion, because Tan Shuya was also there, and she always felt that Tan Shuya wasn’t as simple as she appeared, so she didn’t dare leave little Wangshu at home.
Assistant Xue had been waiting by the ward the entire time. Xu Qian swiftly walked over with Lu Wangshu and anxiously asked, "Xiao Xue, how is Jingchen?"
"Madam," Assistant Xue greeted respectfully, then cast a glance at Lu Wangshu standing by Xu Qian, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "It’s possible that the president didn’t have breakfast and with his emotions being so volatile, his stomach issues flared up. Moreover, it seems like the president got into a fight."
He had suddenly received a call from Lu Jingchen and drove to Song Qiao’s current neighborhood, only to find Lu Jingchen unconscious in his car.
Seeing his own CEO with injuries on his face had really shocked him at the time.
Xu Qian’s eyes widened in disbelief, "How could Jingchen possibly get into a fight with someone?"
Assistant Xue’s lips moved as if to speak, but then he simply said, "Perhaps it’s because of his wife."
Xu Qian, "... Song Qiao? What happened to Song Qiao?"
"Madam has been missing since yesterday. Her whereabouts were only discovered this morning, and the president went to find her first thing in the morning. I discovered the president in the neighborhood where madam was when I went to pick him up after receiving his call."
"But there’s no way someone could have hurt Jingchen." Xu Qian’s expression didn’t look too good, but she still spoke directly.
Assistant Xue was momentarily at a loss for words, so he replied, "This matter may need to be asked of the president himself."
Just then, the door of the ward opened from inside, and a dean dressed in a white coat came out, quickly saw Xu Qian standing there, paused for a moment, then politely greeted, "Madam Lu."
Xu Qian turned to the voice and saw the hospital’s dean, quickly stepping forward, "Dean Zhao."
Dean Zhao wore a gentle smile as he spoke, "Madam Lu, President Lu is already awake. You can go in and see him."
"Thank you, Dean Zhao." Xu Qian nodded and took Lu Wangshu along, preparing to enter the ward, but paused and turned to Assistant Xue, "Xiao Xue, go out and buy some food, preferably some porridge, and ask them not to add MSG... get two servings."
"Understood, madam," Assistant Xue responded promptly.
...
Inside the ward, Lu Jingchen had already been awake for a while, but when Xu Qian entered, she saw him buttoning up his shirt, clearly having changed out of the hospital gown.
Xu Qian was momentarily stunned, then quickly stepped inside, "Jingchen, what are you doing?"
Upon hearing Xu Qian’s voice, Lu Jingchen turned to see Xu Qian and Lu Wangshu standing there, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he asked plainly, "Mom, why are you here?"
Moreover, she brought along his son as well.
Xu Qian led Lu Wangshu over to Lu Jingchen, "I heard your stomach issues flared up, so I came to the hospital. You’re in no condition to be discharged..."
"Mom, there’s nothing wrong with me."
"But I also heard that not only did your stomach issues act up, but you also got into a fight and got hurt..."
Lu Jingchen didn’t need to think to know who told Xu Qian, and after buttoning his shirt, he picked up his phone from the side and spoke, "Mom, there’s still a lot going on at the company. I’m fine. There’s no need to waste time in the hospital."
Xu Qian wanted to say more, but Lu Jingchen headed straight for the door, "Mom, take Wangshu back to the villa first."
"Jingchen..." Xu Qian stepped forward to block the exit as soon as she saw he was about to leave and added, "I’m not stopping you from being discharged, but you haven’t had breakfast, and only had some glucose. I’ve asked Xiao Xue to buy some food. Eat at the hospital before heading to the office."
Lu Jingchen looked at his mother without much change in his expression.
Although Lu Wangshu was young, he was very understanding, recognizing the situation. He looked at his grandma and then at his father, ultimately walking up to Lu Jingchen, "Dad, you haven’t had breakfast yet? Can you eat first before going to work?"
Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on his son, feeling a bit touched inside, and finally decided not to leave, responding with a hum and sitting back down on the couch in the ward.
Assistant Xue soon returned with two servings of seafood porridge.
Xu Qian sat by the couch and began tidying up the cups on the hospital bed, while Lu Jingchen and Lu Wangshu, father and son, were drinking their porridge.
Occasionally glancing over, Xu Qian noticed the synchronized movements between father and son, finding it both amusing and comforting.
After tidying up the cups, she sat next to Lu Wangshu and couldn’t help her curiosity, "Jingchen, did something happen between you and Xiao Qiao?"
Lu Jingchen paused briefly in his porridge-eating, then resumed as if nothing happened, "It’s nothing. Maybe I did something wrong and made her angry."







