The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief
Chapter 167 - 90: It’s Like Losing Intelligence Every Day

Chapter 167: Chapter 90: It’s Like Losing Intelligence Every Day

While they were talking, Lu Jingchen had already directly taken out a pastry and put it into his mouth. It tasted quite good, probably because it was made by Song Qiao.

After eating two pieces, Lu Jingchen looked up at Song Qiao only to see her sitting in front of him, seemingly lost in her thoughts.

The handsome man slightly furrowed his brows, took another piece into his mouth and said in a deep voice with a hint of huskiness, "Get me a bottle of water from the fridge!"

Since the interior of this car was spacious, it usually had a built-in refrigerator stocked with beverages and the like.

Upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, Song Qiao immediately snapped back to reality, oh-ed, then immediately turned her head to open the nearby fridge, took out an unopened bottle of mineral water, and helped him open it before handing it to him.

But just as Song Qiao raised her head to look at Lu Jingchen, she suddenly had a piece of pastry stuffed into her mouth.

Fortunately, the pastries weren’t very large, and she could finish it in one bite. Chewing subconsciously, Song Qiao glared at Lu Jingchen across her, "Could you not surprise attack next time? What if I accidentally swallowed it and choked?"

Compared to before, Song Qiao had become quite bold in teasing Lu Jingchen, without the previous caution and the sense of keeping him at a respectful distance.

Lu Jingchen lifted his gaze to look at her, took the bottle of mineral water from her lips without drinking himself, and instead handed it back to Song Qiao with a voice filled with tender indulgence, "Drink some water, be careful not to choke!"

Song Qiao looked at the water that was brought to her lips, and then lifted her gaze towards the gentle and elegant man opposite her. She hesitated for a moment, but after swallowing the pastry, opened her mouth and followed his motion to drink a sip, which immediately made the feeling of the pastry sticking to her mouth vanish completely.

After feeding Song Qiao water, Lu Jingchen also took the bottle to his lips and drank a couple of sips, seemingly not caring at all that Song Qiao had drunk from it.

What’s more, Song Qiao actually noticed that this man subtly turned the bottle and drank from the spot she had just sipped.

Song Qiao, "... I have drunk from this bottle, if you want, I can get you another bottle!" Not minding the hygiene, did he have to do this?

Surprisingly, Song Qiao found her face getting hot, her ears were warming up too, and by now they must have turned red.

Lu Jingchen, with an unconcerned glance and the ever warm and elegant smile on his face, casually said, "We’re husband and wife, we’ve kissed so many times already, it’s just water, it’s nothing!"

To have kissed so many times, to such an extent that they had ingested each other’s saliva, having water from the same bottle was most normal between spouses.

Song Qiao, "..." Is this what they mean by the difference between being thick-skinned and shy?

...

Throughout the trip, Lu Jingchen ate quite a bit of the pastries made by Song Qiao, leaving only a few which were snatched by Song Qiao. After all, it was lunchtime now, and eating too many pastries wasn’t very good, even though she didn’t put too much sugar when making them.

Moreover, originally she had made enough for two people, and some were specifically for Wanwan.

The CK Group wasn’t very far from Mingdian Restaurant, just a ten-minute ride. During the drive, Song Qiao had already texted Ning Wan as instructed by Lu Jingchen to tell her they would eat at Mingdian Restaurant. Initially, she planned to have Uncle Chen pick her up, but Ning Wan flatly refused.

Ning Wan’s refusal was quite righteous; if Uncle Chen went to pick her up, it would take nearly forty minutes back and forth, whereas if she took a taxi herself, it would only take about twenty minutes.

If it had been before, Wanwan would probably not have refused, but today she seemed off, behaving quite abnormally.

If it had been before, she would have thought that not using a chauffeur would be foolish and would have definitely asked Uncle Chen to pick her up.

Without pondering much on it, Song Qiao was led by Lu Jingchen into the Mingdian Restaurant.

Mingdian Restaurant is located in the bustling commercial street at the city center, where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold. This is because the area is surrounded by more than half of An City’s famous large corporations and foreign companies. Many upper-level white-collar workers and company executives opt to eat here, so opening a high-end restaurant or other shops in this area almost guarantees good revenues.

Besides, many high society ladies also like to frequent this area because it also houses many clothing boutiques and private custom shops.

Looking at the Mingdian Restaurant in front of her, Song Qiao immediately liked the place as soon as she walked in, but then she thought that even a cup of coffee here would cost about a week’s salary for her, immediately making her heart, liver, and lungs ache.

It seemed as if she was watching a huge sum of money flowing away continuously.

Mingdian Restaurant was even more luxurious than the restaurant where Lu Jingchen had taken her before, with even higher expenditures, Song Xi, pampered by her so-called ’father’ as the second young lady of the Song Family, probably hadn’t been here either!

Because she had encountered Song Xi several times and heard them mention Mingdian Restaurant. However, Song Xi’s expression was not one of boasting, but of longing.

No wonder, although that man dearly loved his daughter Song Xi, he wouldn’t let her spend money like water. Although she got a substantial allowance every month, given Song Xi’s fondness for cosmetics and branded bags and clothes, she probably didn’t have enough money to come to Mingdian.

"What are you thinking about, hmm?" While Song Qiao was lost in thought, Lu Jingchen had already affectionately brought his handsome face close to hers, his expression unchanging, or rather, always reserved and graceful in front of others, but it seemed either her gaze was inadequate, or something else, the usual bit of tenderness and doting in the man’s eyes was gone.

Perhaps it was a woman’s intuition at play, Song Qiao subconsciously felt that Lu Jingchen was not in a good mood at the moment, and she was certain it had nothing to do with her, it was very likely because of Zuo Yuqing.

She blinked, her face still maintaining the previous smile, her voice still soft, "I wasn’t thinking about anything, just how to tell Wanwan later that you only left three pieces of cake for her!"

Lu Jingchen frowned slightly, a faint smile played on his lips, he leaned down to kiss her cheek, his tone even gentler, "Didn’t you say earlier they were made for me to eat? Why are you leaving them for Ning Wan now?"

Song Qiao smiled slightly, "I thought you didn’t like this kind of cake, and made so many, so I just thought to give some to Wanwan, it has been a long time since I made some for her!"

Back when she was still in university, she often made them, but after she started working she didn’t have as much time, and then with the Mu Family’s bankruptcy and her grandfather’s hospitalization, she was running back and forth between the company and the hospital, always busy working to pay for medical bills, and she often cooked meals, but cakes were a bit troublesome to make, so she didn’t make them much, and now it had been about half a year since she last made them for Wanwan.

"Hmm, then don’t give her those three pieces, save them for me to eat later!" Lu Jingchen, walking arm in arm with Song Qiao into the restaurant, his expression somewhat restrained, but the light smile was unmistakably displayed, "After all, three pieces aren’t enough to fill the gaps in her teeth, she might even call you stingy later!"

Song Qiao, "..." I don’t even have a reason to argue with that.

Song Qiao felt, in front of this man her intelligence was completely suppressed, as if every day she was... losing IQ.

Perhaps when Lu Jingchen entered Mingdian Restaurant, someone had notified the manager of Mingdian Restaurant. Just after the two had entered the restaurant and exchanged a few words, a man in a tailored suit approached them with a servile smile.

"President Lu, Mrs. Lu, your private room is ready, would you like to head there now?" The restaurant manager was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a well-ironed suit, his face wearing a reverent smile, his voice carrying a mix of awe and flattery.

In An City, who didn’t know the Lu Family? In An City, who didn’t know Lu Jingchen of the Lu Family?

In their circles, who didn’t want to curry favor with Lu Jingchen?

Even though Mingdian Restaurant is the most luxurious and famous restaurant in An City, with an extraordinarily prestigious person backing it, even the owner himself had to give three points of respect to Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen merely glanced indifferently at the manager and grunted affirmatively.

The manager immediately personally led Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao towards the private room.

Song Qiao was a bit shocked when the manager addressed her as Mrs. Lu, feeling as if her secret had suddenly been exposed.

She tugged at Lu Jingchen’s sleeve, lifting her small face to ask, "How does he know I’m Mrs. Lu?" The news of their marriage hadn’t been widely known yet, but now Song Qiao felt this was not the case.

Lu Jingchen glanced at her briefly, his expression calm, his body exuding an elegant and noble aura, "Hmm, probably more than half of the people in An City know you’re my wife, Lu Jingchen now!"

The magazine in An City had already reported it this morning, though it hadn’t covered the incident last night at Night City, it did report the news of his marriage to Song Qiao.

This was naturally his doing.

But Song Qiao probably didn’t have the habit of reading the magazine in the morning, naturally she hadn’t seen the magazine cover placed under the coffee table at home, so she probably didn’t even know about it.

Song Qiao was startled, when had their marriage news leaked? How did she not know?

Looking at Song Qiao’s surprise, Lu Jingchen didn’t care much, "As my wife, Lu Jingchen, you have nothing to shy away from. It’s better to announce that you are a married woman now, to prevent any misunderstandings when you are out and about, don’t you think I’m right? Mrs. Lu!"