Chapter 405: Chapter 405

Ning Wan did not notice Song Qiao’s unusual behavior, but still took the initiative to speak, "Qiaoqiao, actually, before Ning Yan’er and he came back to the country, I still thought about being together with him. But do you know? On the first day he returned to the country, he sought me out on his own initiative."

Song Qiao’s hand holding the potato chips stiffened, and she directly turned her head to look at her, "He took the initiative to look for you? For what reason?"

This matter, she was completely unaware of, knowing only that the second day after Xi Mohan and others returned to the country, Ning Wan had disappeared.

Or more accurately, she had run away from home.

Ning Wan directly looked towards the Korean drama playing on the television, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. Even though the words she was about to say were deeply hurtful to her past self, she still spoke with an indifferent expression, "What else could he seek me for, but to use me as an outlet for his sexual frustration? He tormented me all night long, even though he was already with Ning Yan’er, yet he still came to provoke me."

She grabbed a potato chip and tossed it into her mouth, crunching loudly, as if she were that man, wishing she could bite him to death.

However, because of Ning Wan’s words, Song Qiao was petrified, her complexion changing, "You’re saying... that Xi Mohan sought you out on the first day he came back and then bullied you?"

Ning Wan nodded, turning her head to look at her and seeing her face change color, immediately realizing how much her words must be worrying Song Qiao, after all, Song Qiao wasn’t her.

She quickly adjusted her expression, smiling as she spoke, "It’s okay now, isn’t it? Besides, there’s no possibility between him and me anymore. From that day on, I’ve given up on him. An entire night of anguish was worth it for the closure it brought."

Song Qiao didn’t know what to say for a moment, her heart aching terribly.

Her heart ached for Ning Wan...

At that time, she had just married Lu Jingchen and moved into his villa, so she did not live with Ning Wan, and Xi Mohan had taken advantage of this gap when he returned to the country.

How could she... not have thought of this?

If she had continued to live with Ning Wan back then, would all of this have been avoided?

Her gaze fell on Ning Wan’s smiling face, which obviously masked inner distress, yet she forced a bright smile so as not to worry her, causing Song Qiao’s heart to ache. She put down the potato chips and hugged her, speaking with a tinge of sorrow, "Wanwan, I’m sorry."

Ning Wan stiffened, taking a while to come back to her senses, truly not understanding what was happening, and asked, "Qiaoqiao, what’s going on... Why are you apologizing?"

Song Qiao closed her eyes, holding back from crying, "I shouldn’t have moved in to live with Lu Jingchen back then. I should have stayed with you, so you wouldn’t have been bullied by Xi Mohan."

Ning Wan seemed to understand, and quickly replied, "Qiaoqiao, what are you talking about? That wasn’t your fault. Moreover, I’m fine now, aren’t I? That man was determined to have me; if I escaped the first day, I couldn’t have escaped the fifteenth. It was bound to happen sooner or later, and that one night of suffering led to my letting go of him, it was not in vain..."

Song Qiao said nothing, knowing that she was trying to comfort herself.

The next morning, Lu Jingchen came to pick up Song Qiao, while Elder Mu asked Ning Wan to stay at the Mu Family home for a few days.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Song Qiao gazed out the car window, slightly lost in thought as she watched the scenery recede. Thɪs chapter is updated by noveⅼfire.net

The man gripping the steering wheel glanced sideways at the woman who was in a daze, raising an eyebrow before asking, "What’s wrong? You look down."

Song Qiao turned her head to look at him, then broke into a smile, "It’s nothing."

Men are usually men of few words. Although they had been together for so long, he still felt that he did not know her very well. When they occasionally spent time together, it was usually she who did the talking, while he was responsible for replying or listening.

Now that he took the initiative to ask her and received the response "Nothing", he naturally had nothing more to say.

Half an hour later, the car arrived in the city center and stopped directly in front of a breakfast shop. The man pulled out the key and turned to the woman with a puzzled expression, "I haven’t had breakfast, and I know you have, but will you join me, huh?"

Song Qiao hadn’t eaten much at the Mu Family’s home, and she had expected that Lu Jingchen, because he was coming to pick her up, wouldn’t have had breakfast. Therefore, she had left some room in her stomach to join him. Even if he didn’t say he wanted breakfast earlier, she would have suggested they eat together later.

So naturally, she had no objections and nodded, then they both got out of the car.

There were quite a few people in the breakfast shop, and as the couple had been the subject of news headlines and magazine covers recently, they immediately attracted a lot of attention upon entering.

This breakfast shop was quite famous in An City, albeit a bit pricey, so those who came in for breakfast were mostly white-collar workers or corporate executives, with the occasional company boss stopping by as well.

As soon as Lu Jingchen got out of the car, his face regained its indifferent expression, radiating an aura that kept people at bay. He took Song Qiao’s hand and found an empty seat.

The shop had round tables, and occasionally, strangers with no place to sit would join others at their tables.

Once seated, a waiter quickly brought over the menu. Song Qiao rested her chin in her hand, casually observing the patrons and staff moving around the shop as she listened to Lu Jingchen ordering breakfast items, most of which were her favorites.

Tearing her gaze away from the other customers, Song Qiao looked at Lu Jingchen with a slight smile and said, "Lu Jingchen, I want some coffee."

Lu Jingchen glanced at her indifferently and said, "This is a Chinese restaurant; there’s no coffee. Plus, it’s not good to drink coffee in the morning. How about I order you a glass of milk instead?"

Song Qiao refused to accept that, directly responding, "But don’t you also often drink coffee in the morning at home? If they don’t have it here, isn’t there a Western restaurant next door? We can go buy it there."

"I’ve gotten used to drinking coffee every day." Lu Jingchen looked at her and said calmly, "If you really want coffee, we can go for Western food at lunch and order you some then."

Since he’d already spoken , it was clear he didn’t agree with her drinking coffee in the morning. Moreover, the latter part of his statement was a clear indication that they were going to have lunch together as well.

Song Qiao rolled her eyes, then said, "I can do without coffee now, but you have to agree to a request of mine."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting her to have a request on top of foregoing coffee, but without overthinking it, he hummed in agreement.

"I can skip coffee for now, but when we have breakfast at home, you have to drink milk with me."

He hadn’t expected this request; in fact, Song Qiao herself didn’t really like milk, but because it was good for the health, he had always made sure she drank a glass every day during breakfast.

He had no objections, so Lu Jingchen nodded and agreed.

Seeing his agreement, Song Qiao smiled, her eyes curving, and directly addressed the waiter who had been waiting, "Add two glasses of milk, thank you."

Lu Jingchen had wanted to order tea, but now that Song Qiao had already placed the order for him, he just handed the menu back to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Song Qiao looked at the man in front of her with a smile and said, "Good timing, I didn’t eat much this morning. You ordered so many things I like just now, you better not fight me for them later, or I won’t let you off the hook."

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