The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 771 - 222: You Want a Divorce?

Song Qiao had not expected Lu Jingchen to reject her so decisively. However, thinking about the words that this man had just said, she also felt it was normal, but still, a sense of grievance emerged inexplicably in her heart.

Her face showed no expression, and Song Qiao didn’t insist. She simply carried the medicine box over to the coffee table inside the room, then dove directly into the bed, pulling the quilt over herself, leaving only her head exposed, turned off the bedside lamp, and tried to close her eyes to sleep, but she couldn’t sleep at all.

A few minutes later, the bed beside her sank, and soon the blanket on the other side was lifted. Song Qiao knew that Lu Jingchen had also lain down, but he didn’t come close to her, nor did she show any reaction, lying still as if she had fallen asleep.

However, the man beside her didn’t go to sleep immediately. Instead, he took out his cigarettes and lighter from the drawer and lit a cigarette right away with a ’click’, taking a deep drag, exhaling pale blue smoke.

The bedroom quickly filled with the smell of cigarettes. To tell the truth, Song Qiao really disliked cigarettes, and even more so the people around her smoking. She knew that smoking was harmful to health, but was unable to stop it.

Her hand, resting on the blanket, unconsciously gripped the edge of the quilt and then slowly tightened. Song Qiao took a few deep breaths in her heart. She had actually told Lu Jingchen before that she didn’t like him smoking in the bedroom. And from the time they got married until today, he really hadn’t smoked in the room, at least not in her presence.

But now, when they were about to sleep, not only was he smoking in the bedroom, but he was smoking on the bed, right beside her.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, turned over, and looked at the man beside her, her voice carrying a bit of dissatisfaction, "Lu Jingchen, can you not smoke in the bedroom? It smells bad."

The man’s eyes moved slightly, his face showing no emotions. He looked down at the woman next to him with a slight dissatisfaction and chuckled softly, raising his hand to stub out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Song Qiao hadn’t expected Lu Jingchen to be so accommodating. As soon as she said she didn’t like it, he immediately stubbed it out. However, before she could even regain her composure, the man had already lifted the blanket covering her and abruptly wrapped one arm around her waist and placed his other hand against the back of her head, drawing his face close to hers.

For a moment, Song Qiao’s mind went blank, and when she came to her senses, not only could she smell the scent of cigarettes, but also the faint scent of aftershave as well as the shower gel that smelled just like the one she used.

As she regained her composure and was just about to struggle, the man had already grabbed her wrist tightly, preventing her from moving. Song Qiao didn’t understand what was wrong with him at all.

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Afterward, Song Qiao collapsed weakly on the pillow, completely exhausted, with only the sound of slowly calming breaths filling the bedroom. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Half squinting her own eyes, clearly very tired, yet without any trace of sleepiness, even though that man had just harassed her twice.

On the other side, Lu Jingchen held a cigarette in his hand, occasionally exhaling rings of pale blue smoke.

After she calmed down and slowly composed herself, Song Qiao lifted her eyes to look at the man beside her, but she didn’t speak, instead, she directly sat up, took her nightgown, put it on, and then lifted the blanket preparing to get out of bed.

Lu Jingchen, who was originally leaning against the headboard, paused when he saw her actions, then quickly grabbed her arm to stop her from getting out of bed, his eyes darkening as he spoke in a resolute tone, "Where are you going?"

"I’m going to sleep in the guest room." Looking at his unhindered response, a layer of chill covered Song Qiao’s pretty face, clearly showing her bad mood.

The man’s eyes deepened and yet, he pulled her back and forcefully stuffed her into the blanket, then spoke coldly, "Sleep here. You are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Lu Jingchen, can you not be so domineering?" Not knowing if it was because of the man’s words that provoked her, Song Qiao suddenly lost her patience, sitting up sharply and glaring at him with angry eyes, "I really hate you so much, we can’t get along at all."

"So what do you think?" The man’s face also suddenly turned cold, as he asked in a low tone.

"We need to sleep separately for a while, to calm down." Song Qiao took a deep breath and continued, "I also hope you can seriously consider what kind of relationship we have. Lu Jingchen, I don’t want to be manipulated by you alone; I am also a person."

"Am I not treating you as a person?" Lu Jingchen immediately caught the key point in her words, his tone neither warm nor aggressive.

Song Qiao was extremely annoyed inside, feeling this man was simply hot-tempered. The way he had treated her just now, completely using her as a tool to vent, and her body was still severely hurting, she wondered whether she was hurt.

Biting her lip, Song Qiao still said directly, "I don’t know what you think, but if you like Zuo Yuqing, then we could just get divorced. I won’t keep chasing after you. It was you who helped my grandfather pay for the surgery initially, and after the divorce, I won’t ask you for a penny..."

"You want a divorce?" Before Song Qiao could finish, Lu Jingchen had already interrupted her, his tone somewhat gloomy.