The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief
Chapter 173 - 94 Apart from recognition, we are not very familiar with each other

Chapter 173: Chapter 94 Apart from recognition, we are not very familiar with each other

The man’s voice carried a trace of indifference, as if he was merely saying something in passing, his tone not particularly loud, yet his words held an intangible threat and presence.

The young man opposite was dressed not in an ordinary fashion, clearly recognizable as a scion of a wealthy family, followed by several peers who also looked to be from the same affluent background.

Upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, the young man’s expression turned very sour. It’s understandable, after all, nobody would be pleased to hear such remarks, especially when the goddess within reach was about to leave with him, and suddenly an unknown man appears, implying if he simply obeyed and left, how could he still call himself a man?

This provoked the young man’s temper immediately, but just as he was about to speak, another young man beside him, who looked somewhat anxious, quickly came forward and tugged at his arm. He then leaned close and whispered something in his ear.

Lu Jingchen stood there, holding Zuo Yuqing’s arm, his gaze dark and unfathomable, showing almost no emotion on his face. Looking down at the woman in his arms, his eyes flickered with an unusual sentiment, but it vanished in a flash.

The young man apparently heard something from his friend beside him, his expression changing slightly. Though still visibly displeased, he managed to speak with a mix of respect and awe, "Since Young Master Lu favors her, consider it a favor I’m doing for Young Master Lu. I won’t disturb you any further!"

After speaking, the young man left with his friends, not lingering any longer, and fully departed from Night City.

Throughout, Lu Jingchen remained silent, only looking down at the woman before him, and spoke in a deep voice, "Yuqing, this is not the place for you. Are you not aware that it’s very dangerous for a woman to come here alone?"

Staring at the man before her, Zuo Yuqing’s subconscious mind recalled the scene she witnessed in the parking lot this afternoon, where Lu Jingchen naturally kissed Song Qiao. Catching her breath, Zuo Yuqing steadied her breathing and bit her lip, "Jingchen, if you can come here, why can’t I? Moreover, what is our relationship that you have to control me like this?"

Her words carried a sense of coercion and repression, almost as though she was interrogating him.

"What is our relationship?" Lu Jingchen lowered his head, his words coming slowly, his handsome face exuding a cool and severe chill, naturally pouring out the overwhelming presence of a man, his grip on her arm unconsciously tightening. His lips curved into a slight smile, "Yuqing, what do you think our relationship should be? Ex-boyfriend and girlfriend? Or perhaps those who carry the facts of childhood sweethearts yet have no such ending, former neighbors?"

His profound gaze held a hint of mockery, his tone even more pressing and piercing than her previous words, chilly and harsh.

Gu Xicheng who had just hurried down didn’t understand, nor did Lin Musen, but Xi Mohan could grasp what Lu Jingchen’s words and gaze meant. Zuo Yuqing... she actually understood, but suddenly didn’t want to understand.

Her body stiffened for a moment, her lips moved, but Zuo Yuqing ended up saying nothing.

All that had happened was her own doing, including her insistence on going abroad, on staying in France to study further, on taking up acting, on... breaking up, and stirring up scandals with other men.

She was not unaware of what kind of man Lu Jingchen was, but back then she took advantage of the indulgence and pampering he had for her, making mistake after mistake, each more severe than the last.

Seeing the tension between the two, Gu Xicheng hurriedly stepped forward, coming in front of them, and spoke in a gentle voice, "Since Yuqing is here as well, let’s all sit down together for a drink, a woman alone is not safe, anyway, we are all acquainted..."

Lu Jingchen released Zuo Yuqing’s arm, his face resuming a façade of indifference. After giving her a fleeting glance, he turned to leave.

Zuo Yuqing watched the man turn around, clearly capturing the look he had given her just before. Casually stroking her hair, her voice carried a hint of gentle softness, even one of surrender, "Jingchen, that scandal I had with him was simply to provoke you, to find out what place I hold in your heart. There’s really nothing between us!"

Lu Jingchen’s strides abruptly halted, then he turned around, his tall and straight body stood firm, he subtly parted his thin lips, but when he spoke, his emotions had already calmed down, his face bearing only indifference and a lack of expression, "I know!"

Zuo Yuqing’s eyes lit up, about to speak, but then the man’s following words drained her of all strength to respond, the color draining from her face.

"But, what does it matter?" Standing there tall and upright, with one hand in his pocket and the other by his side, almost expressionless, his tone was so cold that it lacked any emotional fluctuation, "Actually, you and him are quite compatible. It’s a fine match. As for us, once we missed our chance, it was truly missed. Apart from acknowledging each other, we’re not that familiar after all... I am already married now."

His tone was unhurried, yet his gaze fixed on her as if she could not escape anywhere. When he said this, the corners of his thin lips curled up slightly in a smile that held a touch of mockery, it was unclear if he was mocking himself or someone else.

Zuo Yuqing’s face turned pale, and now that Lu Jingchen had made himself so clear, how could she not understand the meaning behind his words?

A pale smile hung on her face, and as the man turned to leave, she softly murmured a question, her voice not very loud yet loud enough for the few people nearby to hear, "So Jingchen, did you get married just to get back at me?"

"You could see it that way!" After dropping this remark, Lu Jingchen didn’t even glance at Zuo Yuqing anymore and instead turned to Xi Mohan, who had somehow appeared a few steps behind him, and said with a half-smile, "You guys continue to have fun. Since you’re back in An City, we can hang out another time. I should head back now; Qiaoqiao is home alone."

It was unclear if these words were really meant for Xi Mohan or deliberately said for Zuo Yuqing to hear.

Zuo Yuqing’s face grew paler, her steps involuntarily staggered, and as she looked at Lu Jingchen’s side profile with her wounded face, she found herself unable to utter a word.

Xi Mohan responded indifferently with a hum, his handsome face maintaining its usual aloof elegance, "You’ve been drinking. It would be best to get a designated driver! Unless you’re not afraid of dying, you can also drive yourself!"

...

Song Qiao was awakened by the man’s aimless kisses on her face, opening her eyes to see nothing but darkness, barely making out a vague silhouette in front of her, the air thick with the smell of alcohol.

Song Qiao shuddered, about to scream, but then she caught a scent that seemed familiar yet somewhat foreign, a man’s scent, and soon after she heard the low, pleasing voice of Lu Jingchen, slightly husky with a hint of drunkenness, "Qiaoqiao, don’t shout... It’s me, your husband!"

Song Qiao, who had been initially scared, felt a sudden calm, she pushed against the man’s chest and turned her head to avoid his descending kisses, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? Have you been drinking? Get up first, I will make you some sobering soup!"