But when Xu Qian saw Song Qiao, her heart still hadn’t settled down, worried if she had been hurt in any way.

Song Qiao stood up and supported Xu Qian, because of a cold and a mild fever, she still looked somewhat weak.

She let her sit next to her, and only then did Song Qiao shake her head and say, "Mom, I’m fine, they just made me cook a meal."

Xu Qian’s gaze finally fell on the dishes in front of her, her face changed immediately, and then she looked at Song Qiao, asking, "Did you make all of this?"

Song Qiao was taken aback, then nodded honestly, but still explained, "None of them can cook, but they found someone to help me wash the vegetables..."

However, before Song Qiao could finish speaking, Xu Qian had already stood up, her face showing a very angry expression, directly addressing the group of people, "You’ve already kidnapped us here, I know our lives are entirely in your hands now, but you shouldn’t bully us like this. Why should my daughter-in-law cook for you? And cook so much by herself, can you eat it comfortably?"

No one spoke, they exchanged glances, no one sat down to prepare to eat.

Instead, their leader, that handsome man, had already sat down at some unknown point, even picking up chopsticks to put a piece of sweet and sour ribs into his mouth, savoring the taste. He then looked up at Xu Qian, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Dishes so visually appealing and delicious, they taste better than those takeouts outside, why can’t we eat them?"

Song Qiao’s cooking was quite good; earlier, he had his underlings buy groceries according to a specially prepared menu, bringing back all the needed ingredients, and left the menu for Song Qiao to follow.

Initially, he didn’t have high expectations, considering the Lu Family is the major power holder of the CK Group, and surely there are countless servants and specialized chefs in the Lu Family, so there’s no need for this so-called Lu Madam to cook.

Earlier when Song Qiao said she could cook, the man only thought she meant she could cook some simple meals.

He hadn’t thought of making a menu initially, the idea to create one only came about on a whim.

But now, looking at two full tables of dishes, he started to view Song Qiao in a different light.

Everyone around was simultaneously looking at that man, their noses catching the fragrant smell of the dishes. As everyone had lunch, but since the takeout wasn’t that good, they didn’t eat much; now they were somewhat hungry. Seeing their boss eat with such gusto, their appetites were stirred, causing their Adam’s apples to move involuntarily.

If Song Qiao’s hearing was sharp, she would definitely hear the continuous sound of people swallowing.

Xu Qian almost couldn’t catch her breath hearing his words, nearly flipping the table right there, but she forcefully held it back.

Because she had also realized the man in front of her was the leader of these people.

After all, no one else had sat down, only he was eating alone, his position was clear.

Taking a deep breath, she directly protected Song Qiao behind her, addressing the man, "Sir, although I don’t know why you kidnapped us, I don’t know you, and I suppose our Qiaoqiao doesn’t know you either. We’re strangers to each other; I don’t know why you brought us here, for what reason?"

The man didn’t speak, so Xu Qian continued, "If you’re after money, I can have my son give you money."

The Lu Family doesn’t lack much; only money is most abundant.

The man looked up, his gaze landing lightly on Xu Qian, curled his lips into a slight smile, and said, "Someone wants your lives. We’re just taking this job, of course... the other party hasn’t paid us in full yet. If we haven’t received all the money in a couple of days, I might really consider sending you back and asking your son for money."

This possibility isn’t off the table.

After all, that woman may not be able to provide five million to them; if not, he could truly consider getting money from elsewhere. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Xu Qian’s gaze paused when she saw the man’s face, strangely feeling he looked somewhat familiar, as though he resembled someone close to her.

Instinctively, she glanced at Song Qiao behind her, then back at the man before her. After looking a few more times, she couldn’t help but shiver inexplicably, tightening her grip on Song Qiao’s hand.

Her mind held a very clear doubt... why did this man resemble Qiaoqiao by thirty to forty percent? Especially those eyes.

But thinking about it, there are many people who look alike in this world, with no blood relationship, yet looking like twins.

No further thoughts, Xu Qian directly dismissed the idea, her gaze darkened, instead looking at the man and asking, "You mean someone wants our lives?"

The man picked up another piece of sweet and sour ribs, eating without responding.

Instead, Ping Ge, who carried out a box of beer from the kitchen, heard Xu Qian’s words, directly put down the beer in his hands, and looked at Xu Qian, sneeringly saying, "Auntie, if someone hadn’t paid us to kidnap you, do you think we’d have nothing better to do than bring you here to play with us? You know even food and drinks cost money, right?"

Although they’re not short on money, and money is just an external thing, Xiao Ye is a little miser. Usually, whenever everyone wants to spend money, that kid calculates carefully; over the years nobody knows how much money he’s saved for their boss.

Thinking of this, Ping Ge very much despised Xiao Ye for that; usually when the boss wants to buy a sports car, he’ll do no calculation about its worth at all. But whenever someone just wants to buy a bicycle, he would meticulously calculate its value.

Thus usually, when they eat, they can’t eat anything too expensive.

Xu Qian’s face turned alternately pale and flushed, providing quite a spectacle. Moreover, the term "auntie" made the corner of her mouth twitch.

Auntie...

This term sounds uncomfortable no matter how it’s heard.

Thinking about it, she still asked, "Could you tell us who wants you to kidnap us?"

— Tonight’s update may run late, ladies can check again tomorrow morning.