Chapter 474: Chapter 474

A single statement "After all, he and I are still husband and wife" directly blocked all the reasons Chu Munan had for wanting to take her away.

This is probably also the most cruel way to refuse, leaving Chu Munan momentarily at a loss for what to say.

After casting a casual glance at the man in front of him, Lu Jingchen directly picked up Song Qiao and walked towards the black Bentley Mulsanne parked not far away, with Assistant Xue, who had been waiting all along, immediately opening the car door.

Sitting in the car, Song Qiao moved herself to the innermost position, trying to stay away from this man.

But as soon as Lu Jingchen sat down in the car, he reached out his long arm and pulled Song Qiao, who wanted to stay away from him, directly into his arms, without uttering a word, he bent down and covered her rosy lips with his own.

Perhaps it was the man’s sudden action that took Song Qiao by surprise, and she fell backward uncontrollably, her head directly hitting the car door behind her with a loud ’bang,’ followed by the sound of a heavy object colliding inside the car and the muffled groan of a woman.

Maybe it was at this moment that Lu Jingchen realized his actions were a bit too extreme, quickly released her lips, and asked with an anxious tone, "Why are you so flustered?"

Song Qiao’s back of the head was in pain, and she subconsciously reached to touch it, but before her hand could reach behind her head, the man had already covered the spot she had bumped with his hand, rubbing it with just the right amount of pressure. His deep voice was very deep and pleasant to the ears, as if whispering between lovers, "Does it still hurt?"

Song Qiao looked up and saw the man’s handsome face; she clearly observed the distressed and tender expression on his face, and for a moment, she felt as if she was hallucinating.

Especially when she felt the man’s gentle massaging on the back of her head that was in pain, she inexplicably felt bewildered and tired. It took her a long while before she closed her eyes, then reopened them, and said lightly, "I’m fine, let go of me."

Upon hearing her words, Lu Jingchen’s composure visibly faltered for a moment, but he still let go of the back of her head. However, he continued to hold her in his embrace, his voice deep and steady, his black eyes like whirlpools drawing one in irresistibly. Still, he fixed his gaze on her face without moving, "Qiaoqiao, sorry, I didn’t mean it just now, don’t be angry, okay?"

He even pressed his forehead directly against hers, his face showing the most tender of expressions, "I just heard you calling that man so intimately that it made me uncomfortable, that’s why I couldn’t help but kiss you forcefully. I apologize to you."

Assistant Xue in the front had already sat in the driver’s seat and started the car. He had been silently observing the situation in the back seat and didn’t dare to speak up, trying his best to be invisible.

Hearing his boss’s words, he was slightly startled, then subconsciously looked into the rearview mirror and just happened to catch the couple’s extremely intimate display, which scared him into withdrawing his gaze to focus on the road ahead, worried that his boss would catch him observing and that it wouldn’t end well.

Yet inside, Assistant Xue’s mind was already filled with tumultuous waves. Was their boss feeling jealous?

Because Lu Jingchen always masked his emotions very well, they were mostly accustomed to seeing the cold-faced CEO, and hadn’t really seen this side of him before.

Song Qiao was nearly as stunned as Assistant Xue; she had never seen Lu Jingchen before and was momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

The man noticed her reaction and embraced her even more tightly, positioning her with her legs apart on his own, he lowered his head to gently peck her cheek, his eyes narrowing with hidden amusement as he kept the smile in his dark eyes to himself, his voice very low, "I don’t want you to get too close to that man, Chu Munan. Qiaoqiao, when I see you laughing and talking with him, I get jealous. Whether you want to argue with me, or make a fuss, or even hit me, all of that is acceptable. Just don’t get too close to that man, Chu Munan, and don’t go back to live at the Mu Mansion. I agree to anything you want, as long as you don’t leave me to go home alone."

He paused, then added directly, "Of course, if you want a divorce, I won’t agree to that. Except for divorce and running away from home, you can do whatever you want."

Song Qiao looked up at him, and there was a moment of bewilderment, as if she didn’t recognize the man before her. After a long while, she closed her eyes and then opened them again to look at him, only to say weakly, "Lu Jingchen, do you think our marriage now can still continue?"

In this almost one-year period, in fact, not many things had happened, but the way the two interacted suddenly made her feel very tired.

She... was completely unable to understand what this man really thought. She only knew that when he wanted to spoil her, he would, and when he wanted to treat her well, he would; the moment he didn’t want to, she shouldn’t bother thinking about it any further.

She was really tired of living .

Lu Jingchen lowered his gaze and looked at her, clearly seeing the fatigue in her eyes. His body stiffened for a moment, and he couldn’t help but tighten his hold on her. It took him a while to regain his usual expression, but he had already ignored her words completely, gently kissing her cheek as he spoke, "Qiaoqiao, I’m very tired, haven’t rested for a long time, and I haven’t had dinner yet. When we get back, could you cook for me, hmm?"

He now felt that merely holding her was no longer satisfying.

Song Qiao stared at him steadily and only then did she notice the serious dark circles under his eyes. He probably hadn’t had much rest recently; he only slept for two or three hours with her at noon. Assistant Xue had also told her that Lu Jingchen had been working overtime at the company lately, rarely returning to the villa.

Song Qiao didn’t know what was going on with him, and she didn’t want to know.

Now, she didn’t have the energy to fuss anymore. Seeing him , she still felt a twinge of heartache and only after a long silence did she softly utter one word, "Okay."

There were no groceries at home. Chen Ma hadn’t bought much at noon, after all, she didn’t know whether the relationship between the sir and madam had eased or not.

Moreover, since Song Qiao had gone back to stay at the Mu Mansion for the past week, and Lu Jingchen had been directly working overtime at the company, even showing a trend of living there, Chen Ma dared not purchase too much in case it spoiled.

Lu Jingchen directly ordered Assistant Xue to drive to the supermarket. There are many large supermarkets in An City that are open 24 hours a day, so there was no worry about not being able to buy vegetables at this time.

Because it was very late, there weren’t many people in the supermarket. Lu Jingchen pushed the cart and walked side by side with Song Qiao, his hand always on her waist. Even though Song Qiao struggled at first, not letting him touch her, the man still did as he pleased. Knowing his personality, Song Qiao eventually stopped struggling and allowed him to hold her waist—it wouldn’t cost her a piece of flesh anyway.

She bought two bunches of vegetables, knowing that she would definitely be staying at the hillside villa tonight and bought an extra bunch to prepare something for herself to eat tomorrow morning.

However, the sight of those two bunches of vegetables that Song Qiao threw into the cart caused Lu Jingchen’s brows to involuntarily furrow. He then turned to look at the woman beside him. For a moment, he felt she seemed like a noble Persian cat, which reminded him of when they first met.

The man felt a softness in his heart, but upon looking at the two bunches of greens again, he suddenly became displeased and said directly, "Are you only going to let me eat vegetables?"

Song Qiao tilted her head and said blandly, "You can choose not to eat."

Lu Jingchen’s brows furrowed further, his expression showing even greater dissatisfaction, "But I haven’t had a proper meal for a long time. I could have had a nice lunch with you, but you made me angry at noon, so I didn’t even have lunch. Now I haven’t even had dinner, and you want me to eat vegetables?"

As he spoke, Lu Jingchen seemed extremely dissatisfied. His gaze swept around the vicinity and finally settled on the meat section nearby. Pulling her along, he headed in that direction, "Make me sweet and sour fish, I want to eat the sweet and sour fish you make..."

Hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, Song Qiao’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, suppressing the dissatisfaction and severe annoyance in her heart, and said, "You’re asking me to make sweet and sour fish late at night? Why don’t you say you want to eat exotic delicacies?"

"If I did want exotic delicacies, would you make them for me?"

Song Qiao looked at him as he wore a meaningful smile, so angry that she gritted her teeth and said coldly, "No!"

The man stared at her, holding back his temper, and said in a gentle voice, "You see, if I want exotic delicacies and you won’t make them for me, I haven’t immediately forced you to make it. I just want to eat sweet and sour fish, is that too much to ask? It’s been a long time since I’ve had a proper meal, and I am your husband after all..."

Song Qiao, "..." I didn’t say you aren’t my husband right now.

But that’s only for now. Whether or not that will still be the case in the future is yet to be determined. Read complete versıon only at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

However, Song Qiao did not say that out loud.