The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 770 - 221: He Likes His Woman to Stay Close by_3
Upon seeing Song Qiao’s expression, Lu Jingchen immediately realized that his own attitude was problematic. However, at this moment, he could not bring himself to lose face, so he glanced at Song Qiao with some anger and headed straight toward the staircase.
Just then, Mrs. Chen happened to emerge from the kitchen and saw Lu Jingchen walking towards the second floor. Though a bit perplexed, she nonetheless said, "Sir, dinner is ready, we can start eating now."
"Not eating." The man dropped the words expressionlessly and continued to the second floor, his tone as indifferent as possible, as if harboring endless rage.
The various servants around were startled by their master’s anger, and they hastily focused on their own tasks, trying to minimize their presence as much as possible.
Mrs. Chen hadn’t anticipated this outcome either, and felt a bit perplexed internally; she clearly didn’t know why the master was inexplicably so furious.
Her gaze landed on Song Qiao, who looked somewhat lonely standing there. Mrs. Chen walked over and asked, "Madam, is the master not having dinner?"
Song Qiao snapped back to reality, her somewhat pale face making her appear slightly secluded, but she still forced a smile and said, "Perhaps he’s not hungry, but I am. Let’s eat first."
With that, she headed directly towards the dining room.
A standard meal of four dishes and one soup, all of which she and Lu Jingchen liked, yet Song Qiao seemed to have no appetite. After drinking a bowl of soup, she only ate half a bowl of rice before asking someone to clear it away.
She strode upstairs, opened the dark bedroom—no lights were turned on. Raising her hand, she switched on the crystal lamp inside, but did not see Lu Jingchen’s figure in the room.
Turning her head towards the study, she saw light spilling from the gap under the door, confirming that Lu Jingchen was inside.
Song Qiao did not linger at the door, but directly walked into the bedroom and fetched a nightgown from the wardrobe before entering the bathroom.
At this moment, she wasn’t in the mood at all; in fact, she felt considerably upset.
Lu Jingchen’s words still echoed in her ears, shattering the hard-won confidence she had managed to build up.
Especially the phrase ’What right do you have to invite her here,’ which made her acutely realize that Lu Jingchen was bluntly reminding her of her place.
...
Inside the study, Lu Jingchen sat in his chair. The laptop in front of him was already turned on, showing the desktop, but he stared blankly at the screen, his expression grim to the extreme as he sat there motionless.
After a long while, he directly took out his phone and sent out a text message.
Musen, who was drinking with friends, checked his phone and immediately saw the message from Lu Jingchen. It contained only a few words, but posed a question.
’How do you deal with an unruly woman?’
Musen couldn’t help but spit out his drink, drenching the young man sitting across from him in the face.
The young man, not expecting to be sprayed just as he was about to speak with Musen, was initially stunned and then, teary-eyed, said, "Brother Wu, was it just because I used your car to drop off a lady back home? Must you treat me like this? Spraying my face? This liquor is quite expensive too..."
Musen glanced at him indifferently, then casually handed over some tissue papers saying with a detached tone, "Sorry, it wasn’t on purpose, just wipe it yourself."
The young man was momentarily stunned and hesitated to take the tissues from Musen, giving him a weird look and bewilderedly said, "Brother Wu, did you take the wrong medicine today?"
Apologizing to him? That was as rare as the sun rising from the west.
In the past, expecting an apology from Musen was nothing short of a miracle.
But now she actually heard her fifth brother apologizing to her. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
The young man was suddenly horrified, even more afraid to accept the tissue that Lin Musen handed him, as if the tissue was a deadly poison.
Lin Musen glanced at him indifferently and spoke unhurriedly, "You don’t want it?"
The young man shivered, hurriedly accepted it, and said, "Yes, yes, yes... Thank you, fifth brother."
Frantically wiping the alcohol off his face, he remained silent. At this moment, a shadow was slowly forming in his heart. The change in the fifth brother’s attitude was truly incredulous and even had a sense of horror.
Lin Musen ignored him and shifted his gaze to his own cell phone, suspecting that he was hallucinating. Otherwise, there was something wrong with how he opened it. He checked several times, finally confirming that the message was indeed sent by Lu Jingchen.
Tremblingly began to draft a message, and after checking several times, finally clicked send.
"Young Master Lu, did your sister-in-law give you a dirty look?"
Lu Jingchen, sitting in the study at that moment, glanced at the message, edited another, but it was not very different from the first one.
"Asking you a question, what to do if women are too hard to handle?"
Lin Musen looked at the message and almost bit his own tongue off. After a long while, he edited another message and sent it, "Women need to be coaxed, just improve your temper and attitude, then there shouldn’t be any problems."
Lu Jingchen looked at the message in front of him, feeling that it wouldn’t be useful, and immediately tossed his mobile phone onto the desktop, no longer bothering with it.
Lin Musen waited a long time without receiving a message, even suspecting there was something wrong with his signal. He directly took his phone up and down, testing it, causing the people around him to think he was acting weird.
...
Lu Jingchen stayed in the study until ten o’clock, then directly got up and returned to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Song Qiao was already sleeping under the covers, whether she was really asleep or feigning sleep was unknown.
The man slightly pursed his thin lips, glanced at her, then directly walked into the walk-in closet, took out a robe, and walked into the bathroom.
When Lu Jingchen entered, Song Qiao had already awoken, she raised her head to look at the lamp on the bedside, and only when the bathroom door closed did she fully open her eyes.
Sounds of water running came from the bathroom, and suddenly, Song Qiao remembered something, abruptly sitting up with a worried look towards the direction of the bathroom, her hand unconsciously gripping the covers tightly.
Lu Jingchen’s gunshot wound had not yet healed, and it was precisely the time when the scabs were forming, he really shouldn’t have gotten it wet. What if it got infected?
Song Qiao sat on the bed, her mind somewhat blank, staring blankly at the bathroom door, unsure of what to do for a moment.
After several minutes, Lu Jingchen came out of the bathroom, his hair clearly washed and dripping with water, wearing the robe which was loosely tied, showing a loosely fitting situation where one could easily see the exposed chest, clearly indicating that he had removed the dressing.
Song Qiao, who had been waiting with a medical kit sitting on the bed, saw this scene and as expected, realized this man really got his wound wet, and he really wouldn’t care for his own body.
Lu Jingchen came out and saw Song Qiao sitting on the bed with a medical kit in front of her. His eyes flickered, but he didn’t speak, took a towel with one hand to wipe his hair, and walked towards the other side.
She bit her lip, thought for a moment, and still raised her head to speak directly to Lu Jingchen, "Your wound got wet, let me help you apply medicine and rebandage it."
"No need." The man didn’t look at her and coldly spat out two words.
