The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 1063 - 450: His Gentleness Made Her Misunderstand

Chu Munan looked into Lu Wangshu’s deep eyes; however, he didn’t say anything.

This little guy’s intelligence is not low; after all, he’s Lu Jingchen’s son. Actually, the first time he saw this little guy, he had a good impression of Lu Wangshu, feeling the little guy would definitely not let him down.

Song Qiao looked down at her son, and her heart suddenly felt a warmth, even a touch of emotion, and she directly spoke, "Wangshu, you’re truly too sensible..."

Lu Wangshu’s little face immediately broke into a well-behaved smile, looked at the fruit platter filled with various cut fruits, jumped off the sofa, and said to Song Qiao, "Mom, eat some fruits... I’ll go check on my sister."

Song Qiao hadn’t expected Lu Wangshu to proactively say he would go look after Huanhuan, hesitated inside, but still nodded, then took the fruit platter from his hands, her smile very gentle, "Thank you, son, go ahead."

The small backpack that he had tossed aside earlier, he now picked up, and started walking towards Song Nianhuan’s room with his short legs.

Perhaps because Song Nianhuan couldn’t reach the height to shut the door, she hadn’t locked it.

Lu Wangshu, holding his backpack, walked to the door, tiptoed a bit, and easily twisted the doorknob open. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Chu Munan watched as Lu Wangshu walked into Song Nianhuan’s room, and only when the door closed did he retract his gaze and looked over at Song Qiao in front of him, speaking, "You’re planning to let that kid reunite with Huanhuan?"

Song Qiao grabbed a toothpick about to pierce an apple slice but paused upon hearing Chu Munan’s words, fell silent for half a minute before speaking, "I don’t think I have a choice now, do I? The siblings have already met..."

Chu Munan curled his lips but spoke, "Actually, this isn’t their first meeting..."

Song Qiao abruptly lifted her head to look at Chu Munan before her.

Only then did Chu Munan continue speaking, "I only just found out, didn’t you notice that Huanhuan doesn’t seem very fond of that kid? They can’t even get along; actually, it’s because of an unpleasant meeting they had before..."

Chu Munan didn’t hold back at all, directly telling Song Qiao everything the two little ones mentioned earlier.

Song Qiao was simply dumbfounded listening to it, and after Chu Munan finished speaking, she remained silent for over ten seconds, only then stumbling to say, "I never thought Wangshu could be so sharp-tongued, making Huanhuan cry..." After all, he’s Lu Jingchen’s son.

Back when she and Lu Jingchen were together, there were many times she was nearly driven crazy by Lu Jingchen’s sharp tongue.

Chu Munan’s mouth twitched, finally looking at her with a face full of helplessness, speaking, "Shouldn’t you be heartbroken for your daughter?"

Song Qiao didn’t mind, began eating the fruit, her face no longer showing worry, "What’s there to be heartbroken about, Huanhuan isn’t some delicate little flower who can’t handle herself. In a few days she’ll be bustling with energy again, perhaps this is just their sibling interaction style."

Moreover, Lu Wangshu seemed much livelier after seeing Huanhuan, at least unlike before. Even though Lu Wangshu was obedient and did what she said, it was never with today’s closeness.

Only today did she truly feel like a mother with both a son and a daughter.

Chu Munan, "..." Song Qiao made such a valid point, he was left speechless.

Lu Wangshu went in to find Huanhuan, and Song Qiao wasn’t worried, because they didn’t hear any sound of quarreling from Huanhuan’s room.

Having eaten half the fruit, she suddenly remembered Lu Jingchen and slapped her thigh, speaking, "Oh dear, I haven’t called Lu Jingchen to tell him Wangshu has been found."

Saying this, she hurriedly grabbed her bag and searched for her phone.

Inside Song Nianhuan’s room, after Lu Wangshu entered, he directly stood by the bed looking at Song Nianhuan who had hidden herself under the blanket.

Song Nianhuan knew Lu Wangshu had come in; it was his entrance that made her hide under the covers, her head included. The room was quietly still, she didn’t hear a sound, she thought Lu Wangshu left, but also hadn’t heard the door opening.

When she was almost out of breath under the blanket, she suddenly lifted the covers, only to see Lu Wangshu standing by her bed like a door guardian, and instantly screamed, "Why are you still in my room, get out."

Lu Wangshu stood motionless, still looking at her, not speaking.

...

Meanwhile, Lu Jingchen hadn’t found Lu Wangshu yet, and everyone at both CK Group and the villa felt as if they were shrouded in heavy clouds.

The young master’s disappearance hasn’t been solved yet, though it’s unknown who leaked the information, causing not only people at the villa but also CK Group employees to know; everyone started worrying the big boss might torment them due to his mood.

Lu Jingchen had been searching for two hours without finding anything, then returned to CK Group because Assistant Xue had instructed his team to check the surveillance. As long as he’s in CK Group’s surveillance office, he can watch it. However, Lu Jingchen returned to CK Group for just ten minutes before driving to the police station.

The man with a sullen face sat there, the police station’s surveillance room had quite a few people standing, all wearing uniforms, clearly An City Police officers.

The surveillance room was like the calm before the storm, the air unusually quiet and tense; Lu Wangshu’s disappearance had alarmed even An City Police Station’s director. At this moment, the director also stood there nervously enduring the pressure emanating from Lu Jingchen.

Everyone was seriously, attentively, without the slightest relaxation, watching the surveillance in front of them when Lu Jingchen’s phone suddenly rang, suddenly loud in the quiet surveillance room. Everyone’s gaze involuntarily followed the sound, but when their gaze settled on Lu Jingchen, they tacitly turned their heads elsewhere.

The man took out his phone, saw Song Qiao’s number on the caller ID, didn’t think twice and swiped to answer, holding it to his ear with a voice containing some fatigue but still gentle, "Hello, Qiaoqiao..."

On the other end of the phone, Song Qiao froze, just for Lu Jingchen’s one word ’Qiaoqiao’. That morning, clearly they both so resolutely wanted to resolve their relationship, but hearing Lu Jingchen’s tone, she even had the illusion... that morning was all a dream?