The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 793 - 238: Exercising the Rights of the Lu Family’s Young Mistress
Sister Su also realized Song Qiao’s presence at this moment, and her face instantly changed, "Song Qiao, how come you are here?"
When she clearly saw the man by Song Qiao’s side, her face immediately transformed once more, as if she had recognized Lu Jingchen’s identity.
Song Qiao slightly raised her eyebrows and spoke directly, "Why I am here, that’s something you should ask this girl under your supervision. I was just walking out after work when she came over and pushed me to the ground, causing my ankle to sprain, and she was even cursing me just now... What do you think, why am I here?"
Su Ling’s face changed as she looked down at the girl she was comforting, seeing the girl’s face become pale with fear.
It was as if she had understood something immediately.
And when Lu Jingchen heard what the woman in his arms had said, he instantly understood the situation and looked towards the girl in Su Ling’s arms with a cold gaze, saying directly, "Who gave you the audacity to push the Young Mistress of the Lu Family?"
The girl’s expression changed, feeling a chill spreading throughout her body from her feet, trying hard to make herself less noticeable.
Without waiting for anyone else to speak, Song Qiao already looked at Lu Jingchen and asked with a touch of flattery, "Husband, if I want to freeze someone’s career, can I use the identity of the Lu Family’s Young Mistress?"
At that moment, she truly realized how powerful the identity of the Lu Family’s Young Mistress could be.
An inexplicable feeling arose within her that she had suddenly become much more formidable...
"Of course." There was no hesitation or consideration in his reply, "You are already Mrs. Lu, whatever you want to do is fine, even if it causes trouble, I will handle it for you."
Song Qiao gave a slight smile, lifted her head to kiss the man’s chin, and then immediately looked towards Su Ling and the girl now devoid of color, saying, "Chen Rui, right? Starting today, let’s see who dares to let you be an entertainer. You’ve been frozen out, don’t thank me too much."
Without waiting for everyone to react, Song Qiao then turned to Lu Jingchen and said, "Husband, I’m hungry, could you take me to check my ankle, and then let’s go eat."
"Sure!" The man effortlessly lifted her across his arms and headed straight for the elevator.
Song Xi watched everything happening before her with her jaw nearly hitting the floor, but somehow, she managed to catch it herself.
As they reached the elevator, Song Qiao, as if she remembered Song Xi, said to her while the elevator doors were closing, "Song Xi, if you really want to be an entertainer, you can come work under me, and I will make you famous."
Song Xi shivered at Song Qiao’s words, and by the time she came to her senses, the elevator doors had already closed.
Su Ling was shaking with anger, firstly because her most valued newcomer was frozen out just like that by Song Qiao, showing no respect for her at all, and secondly because Song Qiao actually managed to poach Song Xi in front of her without even asking for her opinion.
But what could she do? The president of CK Group was here, and Song Qiao was the Young Mistress of the Lu Family.
She couldn’t possibly seek trouble for herself by going to settle accounts with Song Qiao, could she?
The incident that occurred here soon spread throughout the company, and many people quickly found out that the president of CK Group had come to their company just to stand up for his wife, Song Qiao.
When the news reached Shen Yi’s ears, his expression was not good either.
It wasn’t because a newcomer in his company had been directly frozen out, but because Song Qiao had suffered an injury after being pushed down at the company.
Lin Musen was sitting leisurely in his office, savoring the fine tea he had finally managed to get someone to buy, and seeing Shen Yi’s gloomy face, he shuddered but still spoke with a bit of irreverence, "Shen Yi, does your face need to look that bad? Is it just because your junior got hurt? Now that Lu Jingchen has already taken her to the hospital, stop overthinking it."
Shen Yi glanced indifferently at Lin Musen, who seemed not to take things seriously and didn’t manage talents well, but his expression softened, yet his tone was not much better as he retorted without answering, "If Lu An’an was injured, would you still be so calm?"
Lin Musen, "..." That’s not the same thing at all, okay?
Since he was rebuked, Lin Musen instantly knew he was no match for Shen Yi and simply continued to drink his tea without speaking.
After a while, Shen Yi spoke unhurriedly, "It seems that the company really needs a good cleanup."
Lin Musen immediately put down his teacup and even stood up excitedly, volunteering himself, "Let me do it, I love dealing with this kind of thing."
Shen Yi gave him a profound glance but said, "Aren’t you afraid of getting into trouble?"
Others saw their company as harmonious, but in reality, there were spies from other companies within the company.
Although they never mentioned it and others believed they were unaware, in reality, they knew better than anyone.
And because there hadn’t been any major incidents over the years, they had turned a blind eye to it all along.
For instance, little did others know that Lin Musen, like Shen Yi, held an equal share and the same rights, possessing unusual methods. Many believed Lin Musen had no real power and only received dividends, but only Shen Yi knew that Lin Musen needed to personally intervene in many matters.
Because their company had suddenly expanded to such a large scale, even becoming a listed company, it naturally attracted many envious glances.
Even over the years, there have been plenty of people who wanted to see their company go bankrupt.
Lin Musen smiled slightly and said directly, "If I were afraid, would you protect me?"
Shen Yi, "...No."
"That’s too heartbreaking." Lin Musen shook his head with a roguish air and complained, "Look at you, not even protecting me. If I don’t make a move, should I let people target you directly? My status is much better than yours, it’s perfectly fitting for me to step in."
"Then it’s settled, remember, you asked for it yourself, I didn’t force you," Shen Yi said, his expression unchanged.
Lin Musen, "..." Why did he feel like he had been tricked?
...
Song Qiao was brought straight to the hospital by Lu Jingchen, and when leaving the company, she didn’t see the people sent by Grandfather Lu to pick her up; only later did she learn from Lu Jingchen that those people had already been dismissed by him.
Song Qiao didn’t know whether this action was right or wrong.
But if she were to face Grandfather Lu directly, she still wasn’t very confident in herself. If she wasn’t a match for Grandfather Lu, she would be the one at a disadvantage.
Aside from that one time at the Lu Family Mansion when she had a lapse in judgment and blocked a cup of hot tea for Lu Jingchen, she hadn’t been at a disadvantage since.
After the doctor had examined her foot and applied the medicine, Song Qiao sat on the hospital bed and looked at her foot, wrapped up like a pig’s trotter, and couldn’t help the tears that filled her face.
In recent months she must have been encountering some bad luck. First, she injured her hand, then her back, and now it was her foot.
Next time, would it be her head getting injured?
Soon after, her words were confirmed. When Song Qiao ended up injuring her head because of her own "crow’s mouth," she wished she could just bash her head against the wall.
When Lu Jingchen entered the hospital room, he just happened to see Song Qiao staring blankly at her foot and came over, gently asking, "Shall we go back now?"
Song Qiao looked up at the man in front of her, forced a smile, and then reached out her hand, "Carry me back, I can’t walk with my injured foot."
Lu Jingchen was taken aback, but nonetheless, he bent down and picked up Song Qiao, only to tease her, "Have you been eating too much lately? You feel a lot heavier."
Song Qiao "..." Are you here to upset me? Can’t we just get along?
Barely holding back her gritted teeth as she looked at the man in front of her, Song Qiao smirked and grabbed his collar, "Lu Jingchen, say that again, and I’ll bite you."
The corner of the man’s brows raised slightly, yet he said, "Isn’t what I said a fact?"
Without hesitation, provoked by him, Song Qiao bent down and bit the man’s shoulder with some force, though through the fabric of his clothes it didn’t do much.
Just as Song Qiao applied a bit more pressure, she immediately heard a muffled grunt from the man, and the arms holding her tightened, slowly exerting more strength.
Sensing the change in the man’s body for no apparent reason, Song Qiao released his shoulder and, seeing the tense muscles, she immediately understood the situation and really felt like swearing.
"Pervert," Song Qiao didn’t dare to continue biting and simply hurled the two words at him.
Lu Jingchen chuckled softly, no longer teasing her, and carried her towards the door.
This little force from this little woman was nothing for him.
After returning home, because of her foot injury and the fact that Shen Yi already knew about it, Song Qiao didn’t need to call in sick herself. Shen Yi had already made a phone call and approved a few days off for her to properly recover at home.
Song Qiao, looking at the hung-up phone, inexplicably started tearing up. Before she married Lu Jingchen, she never took any leaves, other than those national holidays.
But after marrying Lu Jingchen, the number of days she took off work almost caught up with the number of days she worked.
"Madam, Miss Ning has arrived," the servant said, entering the living room where Song Qiao was idly looking at her phone, and reported to her.
Song Qiao started and hurriedly said, "Let her in quickly."
