The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief
Chapter 155 - 82: Refreshing My Understanding of Lu Jingchen Again

Chapter 155: Chapter 82: Refreshing My Understanding of Lu Jingchen Again

Song Qiao felt like coughing up blood, she really started to feel unwell!

How could this man’s quirks be so bizarre, it’s a wonder how he ever made any friends?

Lu Jingchen suddenly seemed to realize something, as if a delayed afterthought. After finishing breakfast, he put down his utensils, looked up at Song Qiao and said with a smirk, "Oh, I forgot that it’s not a workday since today is Saturday. Here’s the plan: I’ll send you back later, and you’ll pack up and move in immediately!"

As someone who always had the habit of eating late-night snacks, Song Qiao was already sipping on millet porridge since she missed it last night. Hearing Lu Jingchen’s abrupt statement, she almost choked on the well-cooked porridge. After catching her breath, she looked up at Lu Jingchen and blurted out, "Can I not move in?"

Because her left hand was injured, she could only bow her head and sip with a spoon, and even when she was making breakfast in the morning, she could only use her right hand; hence it took her a full half hour to prepare breakfast.

Lu Jingchen wiped his mouth with a napkin and then glanced at her indifferently, his gaze playful as he observed her petite face. He didn’t miss the bright twinkle in the girl’s eyes and, with a lazy demeanor, reminded her with a smile, "Well, if you don’t need that fifty thousand for your grandfather’s surgery, then of course you don’t have to move!"

Using fifty thousand to blackmail her, Lu Jingchen had to admit that this tactic was a bit villainous, but he didn’t mind being underhanded this once.

Song Qiao knew that there was no room for negotiation on this matter; for the sake of that fifty thousand, she had to move whether she liked it or not.

"But if I move in, Wanwan will be living alone, I’m not at ease!" Her relationship with Ning Wan had grown deep over the many years they lived together, to the extent that aside from men, they could share anything and everything – a level of friendship rarely found in this world.

Plus, if she moved out, Wanwan would definitely be unhappy.

"I’ll arrange a new, safer place for her to live!" There were also safety concerns with her current neighborhood, which was part of what Song Qiao worried about. How could Lu Jingchen not see that?

Song Qiao was speechless, finding no reason to refuse. This man had everything planned out already – it didn’t seem like she would have a choice even if she didn’t want to move. She thought about it and ventured to ask, "I can move in, but can I live in the guest room?"

Living in the same room with this man... what if one day she accidentally walked in on the legendary scene of a handsome man fresh out of the bath and, unable to restrain herself, pounced on and devoured him? What then?

Even though she might suffer a loss herself... well, at least she’d still be getting a good deal out of it.

Lu Jingchen stood up, ready to go upstairs, but the deeper his smile became when he heard Song Qiao’s words. With a nonchalant tone he said, "Don’t worry, even if you throw yourself into my arms, I won’t ’eat’ you!" After his words, his gaze shifted, scanning across Song Qiao’s chest with a meaningful comment, "No figure to speak of, no bosom to mention, just a face – indeed, not an easy target!"

Song Qiao, "..." Damn it!

This time, unlike before, Song Qiao didn’t prudishly cover her clothes, but stared him down defiantly, gritting her teeth as she said, "If that’s the case, then I’ll take it as your agreement!" She blinked and added, "Also, my figure still has room for growth, just because my chest is small now doesn’t mean it will always be small!"

After saying that, Song Qiao immediately regretted it and nearly slapped herself, feeling both amused and distressed.

Why was she discussing such rascal issues with this man?

His gaze shifted to her face, his voice filled with laughter. His eyes gleamed meaningfully as his tone became more seductive, "So... are you hinting that I need to do something with you to help your chest ’grow’ a bit?"

Song Qiao, "..." It was clear her skill was too inferior; she was utterly no match for the devil-like man in front of her.

Song Qiao felt, if she continued discussing this topic with this man, she’d likely be tormented to no end, and before she knew it, she might end up naked.

...

The delivery of clothes arrived just after Song Qiao finished tidying up the kitchen, and just as she changed and came out, Lu Jingchen also happened to come down from the study.

Dressed in an elegant knee-length beige dress with short sleeves, Song Qiao stood in the living room, her slender fingers fidgeting with her dress, her brows slightly furrowed as though she was a bit uncomfortable. However, from Lu Jingchen’s angle, he could see her picturesque brows and calm demeanor, making Song Qiao, in that moment, seem like a beautiful painting, more captivating than any other.

Hearing the steady footsteps of the man behind her, Song Qiao instinctively turned around and found herself lost in his profound gaze, her ears starting to suspiciously blush. Her lips parted, but no words came out.

Lu Jingchen, noticing her hesitance as if she had something to say but didn’t know how to begin, raised an eyebrow, stepped forward closing the short distance, and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Song Qiao’s petite face immediately showed a pleasing expression, "Um, are there any other clothes I can change into?" After speaking, Song Qiao immediately saw a dumbfounded look in the man’s eyes, and she quickly explained, "I don’t really like wearing dresses, and this one is too expensive!"

When the clothes were delivered, the tag had not been removed. She glanced at the price earlier and thought her eyes were playing tricks on her, but then she considered Lu Jingchen’s status and realized that such a price wouldn’t even register to this man, while to her, it was a different story.

This single dress is worth hundreds of thousands; the way rich people spend their time is truly beyond comprehension.

She was not unfamiliar with the brand of the dress. As an agent, she naturally needed to know about major brands to cater to her artists’ needs.

In her knowledge, there’s only one store that sells these dresses in An City, a place frequented by daughters of wealthy families and noble ladies.

"You don’t like wearing dresses?"

The few simple words carried a different tone in the man’s voice, as if something was about to emerge from Song Qiao’s heart, but at that moment, she didn’t think too much. She didn’t believe that Lu Jingchen only bought one dress; there must have been other clothes.

She nodded and looked at him eagerly, her voice clear and soft, "You should have other clothes, right? I don’t want to wear a dress, and my shoes don’t match with it!"

Lu Jingchen squinted his eyes at her, amused by her face which was quite expressive, changing like the quick turns of face-changing art. The corners of his lips curled deeper, "I only had one dress sent over. If you don’t like to wear it, you can choose to stay in a bathrobe, or... run around naked!"

Lu Jingchen’s words once again made Song Qiao reassess her judgment of the man. She thought she had seen many despicable people, but this was her first time encountering someone as outrageous as Lu Jingchen.

Running around naked? He sure could come up with ideas!

...

To her surprise, when the two were about to leave the villa, Lu Jingchen produced a pair of beige high-heeled sandals that appeared unworn, perfectly matching the dress, as if they were specifically paired together.

Song Qiao stood at the entrance, about to put on the bright red high heels she brought back from Night City last night, feeling confused whether to wear them or not. She was stunned as the handsome man slowly knelt before her to help her with the shoes.

The size was just right, as if they were specially bought for her, which left her feeling all at sea.

She was the one who opened the door for the clothes delivery earlier, and there had only been one bag for the clothes, no shoes. Could these shoes have appeared out of nowhere?

It wasn’t until the man asked her to lift her other foot that she snapped back to reality, asking, "Can you perform magic?"

Lu Jingchen stood up, glanced at the shoes on her feet and seemed quite satisfied. He looked at her with a spontaneously curious expression as if the question was intentionally asked for fun, and this made him laugh, "The shoes were bought by my secretary, who specially instructed to send this color when delivering the clothes this morning!"

Song Qiao gave a knowing ’oh’, puzzled inwardly, as she was not acquainted with his secretary, but she didn’t ponder too much, nor did she ask.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to pack up your things from your rental place now!" Without any warning, the man with distinct knuckles took hold of her uninjured hand and led her out of the villa.

Since Lu Jingchen lived alone and didn’t like strangers in his living space, there were no housekeepers in the villa, only a cleaning service scheduled for regular visits.

The black Maybach was already parked outside, and as the driver saw the two coming out, he hurriedly got out to open the car door.

Song Qiao was quite obedient, sitting properly on the other side, a perfect lady in every way.

Having driven Song Qiao home before, the driver knew where she lived. After Lu Jingchen gave an order, the driver started the car.

Neither of them spoke. Lu Jingchen had a laptop on his knees, typing away at a speed that made Song Qiao marvel.

However, what Song Qiao absolutely did not expect was that, half an hour later, when Lu Jingchen accompanied her to the place she rented with Ning Wan, instead of Ning Wan showing any reluctance as she had hoped, the carefree girl was not only unsentimental upon finding out she was moving in with Lu Jingchen, but she was also practically jumping with approval and outright betrayed Song Qiao.