The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 782 - 231 Lu Jingchen Loves Pampering Women
Because Yun Wei and Mrs. Gu appeared, Lu Jingchen’s protective stance made Song Qiao no longer dissatisfied with him as before; instead, it seemed their relationship had moved up a level due to this incident.
The clerk who was appointed by Lu Jingchen to be the manager of the jewelry store in the commercial street also followed his instructions and took out some rings again.
Due to the appearance of Yun Wei and Mrs. Gu, Song Qiao was not very enthusiastic about choosing rings, but knowing that she and Lu Jingchen had been married for so long without buying wedding rings and their wedding was approaching soon without even having bought a wedding dress, naturally, choosing wedding rings came first.
A box, which seemed not too small, was placed directly on the coffee table in front of her. Song Qiao initially planned to randomly pick one herself, regardless of whether she liked it or not, but when the exquisite box was opened, two simply styled yet intricately designed rings caught her eye immediately.
Lu Jingchen noticed Song Qiao’s unusual interest, directly followed her gaze, also saw those two rings, then leaned close to her shoulder with eyes burning with intensity, his breath warm on her cheek as he spoke, "Like them?"
Song Qiao subconsciously nodded, "They look pretty, I like those two. What do you think?"
Lu Jingchen hummed in agreement, directly took those two rings himself, and took her small hand to slide one onto her left ring finger promptly; it fit perfectly and looked beautiful. The usually uncomplimentary man even commented at that moment, "Looks good."
Song Qiao stared dumbly at the ring now on her injured finger, although the diamond wasn’t very large, just a tiny one, but because of the ring’s simple yet unique design, it looked really beautiful on her slender finger, which is precisely why it caught her eye initially.
Before Song Qiao could react, the man had already taken her right hand and placed the male ring in her palm with his deep, attractive voice, "Help me wear it."
Song Qiao was momentarily stunned, coldly staring at the ring in her hand, and momentarily forgot to move.
But Lu Jingchen wasn’t in a rush. His handsome face got closer to hers, threateningly chuckled, and said, "If you don’t help me put it on, it would be really embarrassing for me. With so many people watching, if I lose face, I’ll just kiss you here and make you lose face with me..."
Song Qiao, "..." directly raised her eyes to look at the man before her, catching the cunning in his deep eyes.
She pursed her lips, feeling helpless, knowing she was no match for this rogue man, she hesitated no further, took his large hand, and slowly placed the ring, matching the one on her finger, onto his finger.
It’s unknown whether these rings were specifically tailor-made for them, but they also fit perfectly, neither too loose nor too tight.
Uncertain about her own feelings, Song Qiao looked at the ring on the man’s hand, feeling unexplainably happy, and suddenly a sweet smile appeared on her face.
Lu Jingchen looked at both their hands together, each wearing the matching rings, which looked very pleasing. Then, lifting his eyes to the woman before him, he couldn’t help moving his handsome face and kissed her tender lips.
However, due to the inappropriate setting, Lu Jingchen only lightly kissed her, then immediately let go.
Song Qiao blinked, slightly unable to react, then suddenly stepped back, staring at the man before her with accusative eyes, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kiss me if I helped you with the ring?"
Lu Jingchen remained calm and unhurriedly replied with a hum, then added, "Couldn’t help it."
Song Qiao, "..." Truly a rogue.
When they left the jewelry store, Song Qiao checked the time on her phone and noticed she had only about twenty minutes left before work, realizing she was likely already late.
From eating to choosing rings, she hadn’t expected it would take so much time.
Looking at her bare hand, Lu Jingchen thought for a second then suggested, "How about I buy you a wristwatch?"
Song Qiao looked at her pale wrist, since she did not like wearing accessories and preferred simple attire, she also hadn’t worn a watch, making her look overly plain.
Without any pretense, naturally, if Lu Jingchen wanted to buy her a wristwatch, even if she refused, this man always acted decisively and did not take no for an answer. Moreover, a man like Lu Jingchen generally liked to spoil women a lot.
If it weren’t for his fondness for pampering women, he wouldn’t have bought her so many clothes. The wardrobe at home didn’t have just a hundred outfits but at least several dozen, all from well-known brands, each costing at least five figures.
Not to mention the several dozen designer bags in the closet.
But most of those designer bags and clothes were hardly ever worn; some still had their tags on.
Because Song Qiao was always low-key, the clothes she wore before were ordinary brands bought online, and the most expensive ones were just over a thousand yuan per set, which were already considered luxury goods for her back then. Even her bags were just ordinary shoulder bags. When Lu Jingchen wanted to instantly transform her into a Young Madam Lu whose every item had value, sometimes Song Qiao could only silently accept, but she wouldn’t indulge in luxury like those young ladies from rich families.
Raising her eyes to look at the man in front of her, she slightly smiled and nodded, "Alright."
Lu Jingchen didn’t expect Song Qiao to agree on her own accord, as previously when he wanted to buy her things, she often said they were unnecessary, so the clothes belonging to Song Qiao at home were all purchased by his secretary.
However, being relied on by a woman was sometimes a very wonderful thing. Seeing that Song Qiao agreed, the man’s expression also softened a lot, and he directly took her small hand, their ring-adorned hands immediately clasped together, he said, "Some day, I’ll have the secretary order one from abroad that suits you."
Song Qiao hummed in agreement, "I’ll listen to you."
Seeing how obedient and gentle Song Qiao was, Lu Jingchen’s heart inexplicably softened.
...
When Song Qiao returned to the company, it was already past working hours, but not by much, just about ten or fifteen minutes.
As an agent of the company, it was natural to need to go out frequently. As long as the work at hand was completed well, the company didn’t care about being late or leaving early. If the work wasn’t done well, one would have to work overtime to complete it, but there would be no overtime pay.
Lu Jingchen said he would come to pick her up after work in the afternoon, and Song Qiao didn’t refuse. Now their relationship was nearly exposed, so there was no longer a need to keep hiding it.
Moreover... when Lu Jingchen came to pick her up just now, quite a few company staff saw it, so at this moment, it would be a surprise if there were no rumors spreading through the company.
Watching Song Qiao enter the company gate, the driver then spoke up, "Sir, when you and madam were at the jewelry store earlier, a reporter took photos of you..."
Sitting in the back seat, Lu Jingchen was taken aback, but showed little reaction. His deep eyes shifted a bit before he said, "Let them publish whatever they want, but don’t leave this opportunity to them. Call Secretary He and have him let CK Group-owned magazines expose the news about my wife and me."
Hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, the driver quickly nodded in response, but also felt an immense relief for his lady.
Having secretly been married so long, madam’s identity was finally exposed, and he wondered how those people would dare to bully their lady in the future.
Song Qiao didn’t know about all this, and when she returned to her office, everyone was just busy with their work, except for Lu An’an, who immediately ran to her side as she walked in.
Song Qiao, holding her bag, looked up at Lu An’an who was smiling like a fox, eyebrows slightly raised, and said, "An’an, what are you up to? I don’t have money or... oh, no attractiveness on me either..."
Lu An’an almost spat out a mouthful of water, rapidly regaining her composure, yet asked with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, were you with my brother at noon?"
She had brought delicious food for Qiaoqiao, but when she returned cheerfully with the food, she found that Qiaoqiao was not in the office, and also that no one answered her calls.
"How did you know?" Song Qiao looked at Lu An’an and directly asked.
"I called you and nobody answered. I called brother and he didn’t tell me, so I guessed."
Hearing Lu An’an’s words, Song Qiao understood and decided not to hide it from her, nodding her head, "Yes, I was with your brother just now."
"What did you do?" Women are particularly curious by nature, Lu An’an being no exception.
Most importantly, this gossip involved her brother and Qiaoqiao—Lu An’an had always wanted any gossip about her brother.
Song Qiao sat down nonchalantly, turned on her computer, and casually dropped a sentence, "You should ask your brother about that; if I tell you, I’m afraid he would trouble me later."
Mischievously smiling at Lu An’an, she just wanted to tease her a bit.
Indeed, upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, Lu An’an immediately felt like crying without tears, directly complaining, "Qiaoqiao, my brother really doesn’t regard me as his sister at all..."
