The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 741 - 207: Lu Jingchen, Chu Munan Is Here, Isn’t He?

Seemingly not satisfied, Song Qiao directly hacked the fish several times, as if it held a grudge against her personally, and in an instant, the originally intact fish was left almost unrecognizable.

That man’s subordinates also seemed to trust her enough not to worry about her poisoning the food, as they didn’t even bother to have someone watch over her while she was cooking.

Jack entered the kitchen at this moment, and seeing Song Qiao ferociously chopping at the fish, understood that she was very angry at the time, but he also found her look rather adorable.

As if sensing someone was watching her from behind, Song Qiao suddenly turned her head and saw Jack standing at the door with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, looking at the unrecognizable fish in her hands, which made her feel even more annoyed. With a hint of sarcasm, she spoke up, "What? Are you afraid I’ll poison you?"

Just as she was thinking that, the man appeared, which was truly... annoying.

The wound on her back wasn’t as painful anymore, but the push from that man in the study seemed to have aggravated it slightly; any larger movements, like rubbing against the burnt area, would still send a sharp sting, making her complexion even worse.

Jack was momentarily taken aback upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, pondering the meaning behind them. He didn’t fully understand Mandarin and only grasped the general gist of conversations.

After giving Jack a fleeting glance, Song Qiao didn’t say anything more and continued to indignantly deal with the fish before her. She knew how to cook, but at that moment, she really didn’t want to. She contemplated whether to just whip up a haphazard mixed pot for them all. It was impossible for her to prepare a grand feast for so many people.

It took Jack a while to comprehend what she had just said, and then he smiled faintly, addressing her in his somewhat flawed Chinese, "I’m not here to gawk... I wanted to see if you needed help... Mrs. Lu, you seem very kind, and I trust that you won’t harm us."

Song Qiao paused, turned sideways to look at the tall young man standing at the door. Either this young man was too naive, or she was the one getting old; she started to doubt if she really appeared too kind, making the man think she was benevolent.

With a superficial smile that did not reach her eyes, Song Qiao coldly said, "I look kind? That must be your illusion. I was just thinking about how to poison all of you."

Jack was momentarily startled and fell silent as he looked at Song Qiao, seemingly unsure of how to respond to her words, standing there as if stupefied.

Song Qiao put down the kitchen knife in her hand. If it were not for the fact that those people had guns, and she feared they would shoot her in the heart if she disobeyed, she would have played the heroine by now. Seeing only Jack here, she was not afraid of the big boy in front of her. Tugging at the corner of her mouth, she scoffed, "If you had the slightest self-awareness of invading someone else’s home and respecting the owner, you would know not to threaten the mistress of this villa. Your boss must have a really thick face, making an injured patient cook lunch for so many of you. I’m not particularly kind. If there were rat poison at home, I would definitely pour it all into the food to poison you."

Jack, after all, being a foreigner, could not understand everything Song Qiao said, but he got the general idea and felt that they were indeed being a bit excessive. Touching his not-so-long hair, he thought for a moment and spoke up, "Mrs. Lu, since you’re injured, you really shouldn’t be cooking. Our boss did not mean to trouble you just now. It’s just that he has some grudge with the president of CK Corporation, and since you’re the president’s wife, he might be somewhat biased against you."

Song Qiao pressed her lips together in silence, having guessed as much earlier, so she was not surprised at all.

These people clearly came prepared, but she was also very aware that the gunshot wound on their boss’s chest was definitely not inflicted by the villa’s bodyguards; although the bodyguards also had guns, she hadn’t heard any gunshots earlier.

So that gunshot wound must have been sustained elsewhere, but it was still unclear whether it had anything to do with Lu Jingchen since the man had no reason to trouble a weak woman like her.

Moreover, she was an injured weak woman.

Looking at Qiao Nian’en, Jack smiled again and started to cautiously inquire, "Mrs. Lu, could we possibly borrow your house’s chef and maid to help us out?"

Song Qiao looked up at him sharply, her gaze carrying a hint of chill as she spoke directly, "What for?"

Jack looked a bit embarrassed as he touched his head and replied, "None of our people know how to cook, and you’re injured, so you really shouldn’t be. Could you let your chef prepare something for us? We haven’t eaten since morning, and everyone is hungry now. Don’t worry, we won’t harm them in any way."

Song Qiao was taken aback, not expecting Jack to say such a thing. Without much consideration and not agreeing right away, she merely responded, "As long as you can boss them around, feel free to do as you wish."

For Jack, this grown boy, Song Qiao didn’t exactly dislike him and even felt that Jack was actually not bad, so she wasn’t too resentful and naturally couldn’t put on a face filled with harsh words. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

After ten minutes, Song Qiao sat alone in the living room feeling even more irritable than when she was in the kitchen. Upon leaving the kitchen, she had intended to return to her bedroom; after all, she hadn’t thought about running away. Firstly, the area was likely surrounded by these people and she wouldn’t be able to escape; secondly, because of the other house staff, the chefs, and Chen Mama, as well as Yu Xia, who was removing a bullet from that man, they were all there, so she couldn’t possibly leave them behind.

After leaving the kitchen, those people didn’t allow her to go anywhere else. She could only sit or stand in the living room, or at most, move around on the first floor. In any case, she wasn’t allowed to go up to the second floor.

This made Song Qiao really want to curse out loud. This was her home, and yet those people were restricting her movements. It was really too much.

Chen Mama and the others had also been released, but they were all watched closely by those people and had to help out in the kitchen. Taking this opportunity, Song Qiao asked Chen Mama if she had called Lu Jingchen. Chen Mama said that by the time she was ready to go downstairs to call, those people had already burst into the villa and captured all of them, so there was no chance to do so.

At this moment, Song Qiao’s back wasn’t just in severe pain, her irritation was intensifying, and she began to worry whether something had happened to Lu Jingchen as well. What if something had happened to him? What would she do?

...

Lu Jingchen and Zuo Yuqing’s meal didn’t last very long. Halfway through, Lu Jingchen received a call from an unknown number. Looking at Zuo Yuqing, who was sitting opposite him, he didn’t get up to take the call elsewhere but instead slid his finger to answer and gave a faint greeting.

"Mr. Lu, long time no see, how have you been?" The voice on the other end of the call carried a hint of a smile, but it also seemed to be holding back something, sounding a bit strange to the listener.

The voice, both familiar and foreign, caused Lu Jingchen to frown slightly, as he couldn’t immediately recall who it was. Frowning, he directly asked, "Who are you?"

"What? Mr. Lu, have you forgotten about me?" The man on the phone was still smiling, his voice laced with sarcasm, "Mr. Lu, your memory isn’t that good, eh? Zuo Yuqing managed to evade my tactics under your protection, and yet you didn’t take me seriously?"

Lu Jingchen, who hadn’t recognized the voice at first, instantly guessed who it was upon hearing what the man on the phone said. His expression darkened, almost shockingly saying, "Chu Munan?"

Hearing this name, Zuo Yuqing’s face turned utterly pale in an instant, as if all the blood had drained away, and the fork and knife in her hand slipped, dropping onto the table and then rolling onto the floor, producing a somewhat piercing sound in the private room.

Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on Zuo Yuqing, but his expression didn’t change much. It was only because of the man on the phone that his face had grown a bit gloomy, and even his eyes began to show a trace of coldness.

"So Mr. Lu hasn’t forgotten about me after all," Chu Munan’s voice was mocking, and then he spoke again, "Mr. Chu, I believe you must know that I have arrived in An City by now. So why don’t you guess where I am? Let me give you a hint, your wife is quite attractive, quite beautiful indeed."

"Where are you?"

"Your home, you actually didn’t guess that," Chu Munan laughed again.

"Chu Munan, what on earth do you want?" Lu Jingchen’s face turned deadly cold in an instant, and he abruptly stood up, the killing intent in his eyes blazing, "If you dare to harm them in any way, I will make you regret ever being born into this world."

"You’ve already made such threats before, when you were protecting Zuo Yuqing back then," the man on the phone sneered, then spoke leisurely, "However, I am curious to see how you will make me regret my existence. I am watching closely."

The call ended abruptly just as the voice faded.

Lu Jingchen, looking at the phone in his hand, exuded a chilling killing intent, and immediately picked up his coat, which was placed aside. Then he walked over to Zuo Yuqing, grabbed her hand, and yanked her to her feet, his voice utterly devoid of warmth, even bone-chillingly cold, "Come with me."

Zuo Yuqing, caught off guard, nearly fell over; her complexion as pale as paper, her voice trembling, "Lu... Lu Jingchen, Chu Munan is here, isn’t he?"