The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1055 - 442: Lu Wangshu Looked Disgustedly at the Pink Slippers in Front of Him
Lu Wangshu’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked up instinctively at the security guard beside him and asked directly, "Are you sure my mom lives here?"
The security guard paused, nodded, but quickly stopped, instinctively glancing at the doorplate; indeed, it was correct.
His brain worked rapidly, and the security guard looked at Song Nianhuan, asking, "Excuse me, does Mrs. Lu live here?"
Song Nianhuan stared at Lu Wangshu with wide eyes and reflexively responded to the security guard’s question, "Who is Mrs. Lu? Security uncle, you must have come to the wrong place; there’s no Mrs. Lu here..."
The security guard was a bit bewildered, but he was sure he brought them to the right place.
At this moment, Chu Munan, who had been in the kitchen searching for yogurt, heard the commotion outside, gave up the yogurt search, and walked out of the kitchen. He immediately saw Song Nianhuan, who had her little body and bottom sticking out the door, craning her head outside.
The man raised an eyebrow slightly, walked towards the door, and asked, "Huanhuan, what are you doing at the door?"
Song Nianhuan quickly stood up straight, and the door closed as a result. However, the little girl, seemingly unaware, turned to look at Chu Munan, who was approaching, revealing a sweet smile and saying obediently, "Godfather, someone mentioned looking for a Mrs. Lu, they might have the wrong place..."
Mrs. Lu...
The three words made Chu Munan’s footsteps pause; he hadn’t reached the door yet but instead turned his gaze to the closed door behind Song Nianhuan. After a long silence, he squatted in front of the little girl and asked, "Who is looking for Mrs. Lu?"
Song Nianhuan’s eyes darted around, then she muttered with a pout, "A security uncle and an annoying little brat... maybe they got the wrong place."
"..."
Outside the door, Lu Wangshu looked at the closed door in front of him, his expression not pleasant. He turned to the security guard beside him, gritting his teeth, "Are you sure you didn’t get the wrong place?"
The security guard looked at the doorplate and shook his head, "This is definitely the place."
Lu Wangshu looked down at his phone, then again at the doorplate, furrowing his tiny brows before eventually stepping forward to the door, standing on tiptoe, and pressing the doorbell.
The door opened quickly, but this time it wasn’t the little girl opening it, but a man about the age of his own dad.
Seeing Chu Munan open the door, Lu Wangshu scrutinized him but said nothing.
Chu Munan looked down at Lu Wangshu in front of him. He recognized at a glance that this was Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao’s son, also Song Nianhuan’s brother, yet he still asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Perhaps because the man in front of him was almost as handsome as his own dad, and having confirmed this was where his mom lived, Lu Wangshu instinctively regarded Chu Munan as his dad’s rival.
After hearing Chu Munan’s question, he pursed his lips for a moment before uttering quietly, "I’m looking for my mom."
Chu Munan raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "Who is your mom?"
"Song Qiao!"
Upon hearing Lu Wangshu’s answer, an inadvertent faint smile appeared on Chu Munan’s face, his tone warmer, asking again, "Did you come by yourself?"
Lu Wangshu instinctively looked at the security guard beside him, then said naively, "If you don’t count the security uncle, then yes, I’m by myself."
Chu Munan, "..." This little guy is actually quite obedient and clever!
The security guard immediately spoke up, "Actually, I saw him at the entrance, and since I knew Mrs. Lu lived here, I brought him up."
Chu Munan glanced at Lu Wangshu in front of him, then at the security guard, and said, "Well, thank you, Song Qiao does live here. There’s nothing more for you to do, but next time, you can just call her Miss Song instead of Mrs. Lu."
The security guard paused, nodded reflexively under the man’s pressure, then said, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll head down first."
After Chu Munan responded with an "Mm," he ceased to pay attention to the security guard and said to Chu Munan, "Come in; your mother indeed lives here." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
Lu Wangshu glanced suspiciously at him, then trusted his words and stepped inside on his short legs.
Song Nianhuan, standing behind Chu Munan, eyed the entering Lu Wangshu with a cautious look.
Lu Wangshu merely glanced at her coldly before retracting his gaze and turned to Chu Munan, who had just closed the door, asking, "Do you have any slippers for me to change into?"
Chu Munan paused, then opened a nearby closet, took out a brand-new pair of slippers, and placed them in front of Lu Wangshu, "This pair was just bought yesterday, wear these ones."
Lu Wangshu looked down at the pink slippers at his feet, his eyes filled with disdain, and looked up at Chu Munan, asking with some dissatisfaction, "Don’t you have slippers in another color?"
The slippers had cartoons on them, and to top it off, they were pink.
Clearly meant for girls to wear.
Chu Munan raised his eyebrows, speaking with an amused tone, "This is the only pair; you don’t have to wear them, but walking barefoot is impractical; the floor gets mopped every day anyway..."
Before Chu Munan could finish, Lu Wangshu had already bent down and silently changed his shoes.
Standing to the side, Song Nianhuan kept her gaze on Lu Wangshu, her little face full of displeasure, though she said nothing.
Chu Munan looked down at Song Nianhuan beside him. Naturally, he noticed her displeasure, but he just raised his eyebrow and didn’t ask her directly.
Because even without asking, he could tell that the little girl had met this brat, Lu Wangshu, before, probably having had some unpleasant interaction.
After Lu Wangshu finished changing his shoes, Chu Munan said, "Come sit in the living room."
Lu Wangshu nodded, letting out an "Mm," and as he looked up, he saw Song Nianhuan standing there with an unamused face, looking at him. He showed no expression and turned his head to glance at her, even throwing a provocative look her way.
