Chapter 478: Chapter 478

Lu Jingchen spent the entire night holding Song Qiao in his sleep, so right now, his entire arm was practically numb, and the slightest movement felt incredibly uncomfortable, causing him to frown slightly.

He carefully tried to withdraw his hand, but stopped moving entirely after a short attempt because at that moment, his gaze met Song Qiao’s, who had woken up at some point and was staring at him with wide eyes.

As if suddenly deprived of all language, the man’s thin lips parted slightly, and it took a while before he finally spoke, "You’re awake? Are you hungry? Should I get you something to eat now?"

Song Qiao had been asleep all of the previous night and was only waking up now; she certainly hadn’t gotten up in the middle of the night to eat anything—if she had, he would have known.

Moreover, if she had woken up in the middle of the night, she wouldn’t have asked to be held by him again to sleep.

Song Qiao noticed the somewhat strange and uncomfortable expression on his face. Although he hid it well, she still managed to catch it.

The woman slowly got up, then sat on the bed and ran her hands through her hair. Her expression was devoid of any excess emotion, very indifferent, and after glancing at the man beside her, she got off the bed from the other side. She didn’t know where she had tossed her slippers the night before, so after briefly scanning her surroundings and not seeing them, she stepped barefoot onto the carpet and headed straight for the bathroom.

Lu Jingchen had already sat up in bed, his gaze falling on her bare feet on the carpet. He frowned slightly, and without a word, or caring about the numbness in his arm, he threw off the covers with his other hand and got out of bed.

His eyes immediately landed on the slippers laid parallel to his own, and without any hesitation, he bent down, picked them up, and strode toward the bathroom.

As soon as Song Qiao entered the bathroom, she stood still in front of a large mirror, observing herself with a drowsy expression as though there was a moment of confusion, feeling truly unfamiliar with the person in the reflection.

It was only when she heard the sound of steady footsteps that Song Qiao came back to her senses. She turned her head toward the door and saw the man holding slippers walking in, her eyebrows imperceptibly furrowing, but she remained silent.

The man bent down and lifted her foot. Song Qiao immediately, instinctively, reached for the washbasin for support, looking down at his black hair. Seeing him suddenly do this for her was indeed not easy, but she found it quite amusing.

Yesterday at the set, he shamelessly showed off his love with Zuo Yuqing, even having Assistant Xue make announcements on his behalf that the coffee and pastries were specially bought for Zuo Yuqing, letting the whole cast benefit from it, completely disregarding her feelings.

Judging by his behavior at the set yesterday, everyone probably now thinks that Zuo Yuqing is his true love, and that she is just a woman about to be abandoned by this man.

No... perhaps everyone now thinks that her relationship with Lu Jingchen has escalated to that of an ex-wife and ex-husband?

Without any struggle, she let him put on her shoes, and just quietly observed his black hair without saying a word.

After putting on her shoes for her, Lu Jingchen stood up. When his gaze fell on her, he noticed that her eyes seemed to carry a mocking smile, causing his throat to tighten involuntarily. Without thinking, he leaned in and kissed her brow and eyelids, his deep voice very hoarse, "Qiaoqiao, don’t look at me like that... don’t look at me with those eyes..."

Her gaze gave him the illusion that she might leave him at any moment, and this feeling was so acutely clear that he begun to feel a sense of panic slowly rising in his heart.

Song Qiao’s eyes were softly closed, the scent of their shared body wash present in her breath. She knew it was the fragrance of their body wash, but she couldn’t tell if it was from her own body or his.

"Lu Jingchen." It took a while, but she then softly called out his name with a voice so low, it seemed out of breath and as if she was whispering his name.

Lu Jingchen trembled inside when he heard her call out his name in that tone. His lips left her eyes, but his hands remained on her shoulders, not letting go, and from the depths of his throat, he uttered a sound, grunting in affirmation.

Song Qiao looked up into his deep eyes and suddenly started to smile faintly, saying, "Have you ever seriously considered that maybe we’re really not suited for each other? I could see it yesterday; you and Zuo Yuqing actually look very good together when you stand side by side."

When Lu Jingchen heard her words, his expression darkened, and his originally profound eyes suddenly contracted tightly with disbelief upon hearing her latter remark.

How... How dare she say something like that?

However, at this moment, Song Qiao no longer cared about anything as she took a slight step back to create some distance between them. They were standing too close just a moment ago, almost next to each other.

After putting some distance between them, Song Qiao casually adjusted her hair and continued to look at him with a bland smile. Without waiting for Lu Jingchen to speak, she continued in a soft and serious tone, "You see, after what you did yesterday, nobody will say anything if you divorce me now. Moreover, at our wedding, Murong Rui had already revealed such a fact, and I bet no one thinks we’re well-matched now..."

To be precise, no one would think she was worthy of Lu Jingchen.

She continued to look at him, smiling gently as if mentioning something trivial, yet her tone was so serious that it was impossible to ignore, "I have wanted to end this marriage for a long time. To be exact, in my heart, this marriage has been dead in name and in reality for quite some time. Look, if you don’t divorce me, Zuo Yuqing might be labeled as ’the homewrecker,’ and if you don’t divorce, not only will Zuo Yuqing be criticized, but I too will bear the brunt of those accusations. My whole life might truly be ruined because of this marriage..."

She had a public account on Weibo, which she had registered back when she was an agent. Initially, all her followers were quite rational, but now her Weibo followers had grown to nearly ten million. And all of those people went there to scold her over her issues with Lu Jingchen.

She only checked her account yesterday and saw that her latest Weibo post had already received over 250,000 comments, all telling her to leave Lu Jingchen, and otherwise, just scolding her.

Some fans were relatively rational and spoke up for her, but not many. And as soon as those fans spoke, they were immediately drowned out by the insults from fans who did not like her.

Her psychological resilience was still rather strong. Despite seeing countless hurtful comments, she only felt upset momentarily.

Lu Jingchen’s thin lips were tightly pressed together without a word, but his expression was extremely ugly, almost as if he was about to strangle her at any moment. The deep eyes that watched her seemed to be filled with boundless rage.

Song Qiao met his angry gaze and suddenly felt weak in the knees, a fear arising in her heart of him losing control and really strangling her the next second.

But when she thought about her future and the child in her belly, her heart urged her to be resolute.

However, after a long wait, the man’s demeanor changed abruptly, no longer showing anger but instead looking at Song Qiao with a gentle face. His deep voice was tender as he spoke, "You just need to fulfill your role as the Young Mistress of the Lu Family, and you don’t need to worry about other matters. I will take care of those things. I won’t stop you from doing what you want, but if you’re thinking of divorce, I won’t agree to it."

Song Qiao looked at him, suddenly feeling that this man was truly a stranger, or perhaps she had never really understood him at all.

After a long time, realizing that her previous words had been in vain, Song Qiao gave a self-deprecating laugh and whispered softly, "Why would you do this?"

Yet, upon hearing her words, the man responded with another question, "Why would you do this? Why are you so insistent on divorce? Is there really no other solution aside from divorce?"

Because they had a very unpleasant argument in the morning, Song Qiao didn’t eat breakfast at the villa, and naturally, neither did Lu Jingchen. As she was preparing to take a taxi to the production set, he took the initiative to drive her himself.

Song Qiao looked at him with a peculiar expression, speaking indifferently, "Yesterday you went to such lengths to deliver snacks and drinks to Zuo Yuqing at the set, and today you’re driving me there. Haven’t you thought about how those rumors will develop?"

Unfazed, the man physically maneuvered her into the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt before calmly saying, "That’s exactly why I’m driving you today, to prevent everyone from thinking that you’ve fallen out of favor with me. What if they bullied you?" Google seaʀᴄh 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽