Chapter 429: Chapter 429

Before encountering Lu Jingchen, Song Qiao once foolishly called Ning Wan stupid, loving a man like Xi Mohan so deeply and nearly destroying herself in the process.

It was only after she met Lu Jingchen and gradually fell in love with this man that she realized love is often beyond one’s control.

Perhaps sensing that Song Qiao had no intention of sleeping, Lu Jingchen moved his head closer to her, his warm breath directly hit her exposed skin, his voice sounded slightly hoarse, "Wife, if you don’t sleep, I’m going to kiss you."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao glared at him, cursing him as shameless inside her heart, but considering he was drunk, she tried to suppress the anger inside her and said through gritted teeth, "Let me go, holding me, I can’t sleep."

His posture was too domineering, so domineering that she was held tightly in his arms, making her entire body uncomfortable.

Especially when he let go of her legs, and Lu Jingchen even made her place one leg over his waist, the position made her feel extremely embarrassed.

Lu Jingchen blinked his charming peach blossom eyes, gazing at her as she slightly opened her lips, his voice was extremely hoarse, "But if I don’t hold you, you’ll go sleep in the guest room, and I’ll be unable to sleep."

Song Qiao, "...". Why is Lu Jingchen so troublesome when he’s drunk?

The negotiation failed, especially facing the suddenly roguish drunken man, it felt like a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to argue a clear point.

Perhaps it was because Lu Jingchen had been too tired recently, or it was the effect of alcohol, but soon his breathing gradually stabilized, and he was clearly asleep.

Even though he was asleep, he still didn’t loosen the grip that confined her, and feeling uncomfortable, Song Qiao tried to struggle a bit, but he held on even tighter, and in the end, she could only give up.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when drowsiness gradually overtook Song Qiao, and soon she too closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Song Qiao woke up, she felt a sore pain in her waist, and because her arms had been immobilized in one position for too long, they felt numb at the moment.

Without opening her eyes, she mumbled uncomfortably and already cursed Lu Jingchen in her mind.

"Awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Before she opened her eyes, a man’s low and pleasant voice reached her ears, as if it were very close by.

Song Qiao suddenly opened her eyes, and what met her gaze was an extremely handsome face.

She glanced nonchalantly at the wall clock and found it was already past seven o’clock. This man was still here?

Before she could regain her composure, she blurted out subconsciously, "Why haven’t you gone to work yet?"

Lu Jingchen sat back against the bed, still wearing the bathrobe from last night’s shower, obviously not having gotten up yet.

His gaze settled on her, his voice deep and steady, even hinting at a sexy magnetism, "It’s Saturday today; no work, did you forget?"

It was then that Song Qiao finally came to her senses and after thinking it through, she belatedly realized it indeed was Saturday, which made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

She rose slowly from bed, one of her hands feeling so numb that it didn’t seem like her own. She shook it and spoke in a tone neither warm nor cold, "Oh, I forgot."

Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell upon her hand, his brow furrowing slightly, "Your hand feels uncomfortable?"

Song Qiao resisted the impulse to snatch a pillow and toss it at him.

He had the nerve to ask, as if it wasn’t because of him forcefully restraining her last night preventing any movement that her hand had become numb due to the prolonged position cutting off circulation.

But perhaps it was just her imagination, she felt that after waking up from this sleep, the relationship between the two seemed to have thawed quite a bit, or it was because of Lu Jingchen’s one-sided improved attitude.

The term ’cold war’ was actually quite familiar to her, given that since her marriage to Lu Jingchen for so long, there had been quite a few cold wars.

After dropping that short reply, she immediately lifted the blanket, ready to get out of bed.

But the next second, before she could retract the hand that had flung off the blanket, it was suddenly caught by the man, and before she could react, she was pulled straight into a broad embrace.

Song Qiao’s eyes widened in surprise at the man in front of her, struggling mightily to suppress the urge to scream out, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing?"

Lu Jingchen flipped open his own blanket, grabbing her numb hand, his handsome face showing a somewhat helpless expression, "Getting angry first thing in the morning is bad for the skin. We’ve been in a cold war so long, shouldn’t the anger have subsided by now? Hm?"

The man’s fingers pressed against her numb hand with just the right amount of force, helping to restore circulation.

Song Qiao’s face was a flush of embarrassment, wanting to pull her hand back, but he gripped it even tighter.

A wave of annoyance surged within her and she directly blurted out, "It is clearly your fault, why blame me, Lu Jingchen you bastard!"

From start to finish, it was him who had been bullying her. His words just now made it sound as if it was her fault.

What was the reason for this cold war? He didn’t even reflect on it. Why blame her? Read complete version only at novel~fire~net

"Hmm? My fault? Then I apologize to you now." Lu Jingchen didn’t exhibit any other emotions. A real man can bend and stretch, lowering his attitude first, nearing her face and planting a kiss on her cheek, "Let’s make up, no more cold wars, okay? Hmm?"

The cold war that had erupted with difficulty ended just like that, which made Song Qiao, who was sitting in the dining room eating breakfast after washing up, belatedly realize – was she too easy-going?

Lu Jingchen took a piece of bread, spread salad on it, and then placed a fried egg on top before handing it to Song Qiao, speaking indifferently, "Later on, people from the wedding dress photography studio will come over, and in the afternoon we’ll take wedding photos in the villa."

As he spoke, Song Qiao happened to be drinking milk, and caught off-guard, the milk she had just sipped went down the wrong pipe, causing her to cough violently.

Watching her coughing severely, Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but frown, raising his hand to pat her back to help her breathe smoothly, speaking with a mix of rebuke and concern, "How can you be so careless even drinking milk? Are you alright now? Feeling better?"

It took a good while for Song Qiao to slowly recover, waving her hand dismissively. Her second reaction was to directly look up at him, asking subconsciously, "You mean, we’re taking our wedding photos in the villa this afternoon?"

"Yes, I’ve informed the people from the wedding dress photography studio already. They will come over later. Is there a problem?"

"Why didn’t you tell me in advance?" She should have been informed in advance anyway, not only when the people were about to arrive did he tell her about taking wedding photos today.

She was completely unprepared now, okay?

The man’s thin lips slightly curved up, his thumb gently placed at the corner of her mouth, wiping off the milk, and he continued to speak with his lips parting lightly, "The wedding dress has been prepared, and it will be sent over later. The jewelry necklace, ring, and other accessories have already been brought to the villa. Is there still anything you need to prepare? Isn’t it just about showing up, getting dolled up, and taking a few photos?"

Because Lu Jingchen was sitting right beside her, and had just helped her pat her back to ease her breathing, his large hand remained behind her chair while the other wiped the milk at the corner of her mouth. Their posture looked exceptionally intimate.

This made Song Qiao, who wasn’t thick-skinned to begin with, suddenly blush, and she instinctively moved her head to create some distance between them, asking, "Have you done this before?"

The man frowned slightly at her, uttering two words indifferently, "No."

This was his first marriage; how could he have done it before?

What on earth was in this woman’s mind? Thinking he had done it before?

"You haven’t done it before, then how do you know nothing needs to be prepared?"

Lu Jingchen’s gaze settled on her, his lips unconsciously curving into a light smile, leaning close to her to speak, "The wedding dress is ready, and it will be sent over soon. The jewelry necklace and the ring, along with the other accessories, are already at the villa. Do you need to prepare anything else? Isn’t it just coming over and getting primped up to take some photos?"

Song Qiao, "..." But getting mentally prepared in advance is also being prepared, right?

Just like now, he suddenly telling her that they would take wedding photos later wasn’t a surprise but a shock; she was utterly unprepared.

Although she knew that getting married meant taking wedding photos, she thought that maybe he planned to use their photos and Photoshop them into a wedding picture because he hadn’t mentioned taking them.

It seemed some people did it that way.

"President." At that moment, Assistant Xue’s figure appeared at the entrance of the dining room.

The couple looked over simultaneously, and Assistant Xue immediately spoke, "The wedding dress has been brought over. Does the lady need to try it on?"

Song Qiao was somewhat surprised and looked at Lu Jingchen to ask, "Am I trying on the wedding dress now?"

Lu Jingchen affirmed with a sound, elaborating, "The wedding dress was custom-made again. I’m not sure if it fits or needs adjustments. After breakfast, you can try it on. If it requires any modifications, they can be made right here."

Song Qiao understood that the wedding dress they were going to use for the wedding photo shoot wasn’t the one she had tried on some time ago.

However, as she had never had a wedding photo shoot in her lifetime and everyone said that a woman is the prettiest when taking ’wedding photos’, she was still quite looking forward to it.

Especially... taking wedding photos together with the man by her side...

Upon receiving a call from Song Qiao, saying that she was going to take wedding photos today, Ning Wan immediately set aside what she was doing and drove there herself.

Since Ning Yan’er had schemed against her and stolen the shares previously, during this period Ning Wan decided not to keep enduring quietly but to personally find a lawyer with the intention of taking Ning Yan’er to court.

She had been busy with these matters lately.