Brother Ping, "..." Boss, do you have to be so sharp-tongued?

If you can’t bear to part, just admit it. Why deny it?

Nan Moyan walked a few steps, stopped again, and looked back at the direction where the cars had left, his lips slowly curled into a faint smile.

Indeed, they will meet again.

And not too long from now.

Brother Ping stood aside, watching the smile on his boss’s face, he couldn’t help but shiver directly, then quickly turned around and ran.

When the boss smiles like that, it really scares him, as if something bad is about to happen.

Xiao Ye ran down from upstairs, directly to his boss’s side, and then craned his neck to look outside, asking, "Boss, did those two pretty sisters and that aunt leave?"

Nan Moyan turned his head to look at Xiao Ye but replied, "What? You can’t bear to see them go?"

Xiao Ye nodded honestly, then looked at Nan Moyan and said, "Boss, did they really go back?"

The tone implied a genuine sense of reluctance.

Nan Moyan directly turned and walked towards the villa, yet said, "Even if you can’t bear it, you must. They don’t belong in our world."

The things they’ve done are unpleasant, things that mustn’t see the light of day, even illegal activities, with their hands stained in blood, while Song Qiao and the others are far too clean and not part of their world.

This is also why, even knowing Song Qiaoze might be his sister, he hasn’t acknowledged her.

Seeing his boss walk away, Xiao Ye quickly followed up, asking, "Boss, are those two pretty sisters really your sisters?"

Nan Moyan didn’t pause but spat out two words, "You guess."

Xiao Ye instinctively replied, "You guess whether I guess or not?"

Nan Moyan paused, slapping Xiao Ye on the back of his head, yet not with much force, "You naughty kid, feeling itchy?"

Xiao Ye chuckled cheekily, standing there without resisting.

To be precise, he wouldn’t dare to retaliate.

Nan Moyan flicked his forehead, giving the order, "Go, bring in those who learned to cook, make some late-night snacks for me, I’m hungry."

Xiao Ye immediately responded, "Okay, boss, I’ll go right away."

After Xiao Ye left, Nan Moyan lifted his foot and continued towards the second floor, but when he reached the sofa, his gaze involuntarily fell toward the basement, his steps paused slightly, but he still turned and walked towards the basement.

...

Nan Moyan had directly arranged for Song Qiao to be returned to the Lu Family’s doorstep, where Lu Jingchen had been waiting for a long time, occasionally raising his wrist to check his watch.

In the distance, the sound of car engines approached, and he immediately looked over, sure enough, seeing several cars coming this way, instinctively stepping forward a few steps.

The car stopped not far from Lu Jingchen, the door opened, and a man in black stepped out, then went to the back to open the door for Song Qiao, Xu Qian, and Song Xi to get out.

As soon as Song Qiao saw Lu Jingchen standing there, she became anxious, directly running over and throwing herself into Lu Jingchen’s arms, and Lu Jingchen hugged her tightly.

The men in black had no time to react, as Song Qiao moved too quickly, in the blink of an eye she was in the arms of the man opposite.

Xu Qian watched Song Qiao and Lu Jingchen embrace, but said nothing, slowly walking towards them supported by Song Xi.

The men in black didn’t linger long, they quickly left, leaving just the few people standing there.

Lu Jingchen held Song Qiao tightly in his arms, speaking softly, "It’s okay now, it’s okay, you’re back now, Qiaoqiao..."

Song Qiao lifted her head from Lu Jingchen’s embrace, her eyes slightly red, looked up at Lu Jingchen with a pitiful expression, and said, "I thought it would be a long time before I could see you again, even that night I thought I might never see you again."

She now realized Lu Jingchen didn’t look well, as if he hadn’t rested well these few days, even his chin was unkempt with stubble.

This made her inexplicably feel heartache, she couldn’t help but raise her hand to touch his stubble, feeling a prickly pain in her hand immediately.

Lu Jingchen grabbed her small hand, then bowed his head to kiss her forehead, speaking softly, "No way, you’re blessed, nothing will happen, we once promised to be together forever, to grow old together."

Song Qiao nodded, hugging Lu Jingchen’s waist.

At the villa, although they could wash up, due to having no clothes to change, even though she could wash up every day, Song Qiao still felt like something might crawl out of her body.

She spent half an hour in the bathroom until her face turned bright red from the steam before coming out in a nightgown.

Xu Qian and Song Xi had been settled in guest rooms to rest, they must be sleeping by now.

When Song Qiao came out, she immediately noticed the man sitting on the bed holding a hairdryer. Holding a towel, she stood at the door meeting Lu Jingchen’s gaze directly, broke into a smile, and quickly walked over to him.

Leaping into the man’s arms, inhaling the same bath lotion scent as on her own body, it was pleasant.

Song Qiao rubbed against him, happily asking, "Lu Jingchen, did you miss me these past few days?"

The stubble on his chin had been shaved clean, yet the dark circles under his eyes were heavy, indicating he hadn’t rested properly these days, perhaps hadn’t slept at all.

The man put the hairdryer aside, lifted her to sit on his lap, kissed her lips and asked instead, "What do you think?"

Song Qiao’s face lit up with a bright smile, cupping his face, examining him left and right, laughingly said, "I guess you must have missed me, you haven’t rested well, have you?"

Lu Jingchen’s dark circles made her feel heartache.

After being married for so long, they naturally knew what the other was thinking just through small gestures.

Lu Jingchen flipped over, pressing her beneath him, without a word, directly giving her a deep kiss.

—Cut to a scene, tonight’s update is finished, we still have work tomorrow, another 10,000 words tomorrow.