Chapter 515: Chapter 515

The knocking sound and the voices of Chu Munan and Mu Shinian still echoed around her ears. Song Qiao lay on the bed for a moment, then directly threw off the quilt to get out of bed, and walked barefoot on the carpet towards the door.

As the door opened, Song Qiao’s eyes were greeted by the exceptionally handsome face of Chu Munan and the slightly juvenile face of Mu Shinian, and she unsurprisingly saw the so-called concern in their eyes.

Possibly because she had just woken up and hadn’t drunk any water before, Song Qiao’s voice sounded a bit hoarse as she spoke, "Why are you here?"

Chu Munan stood straight with his hands in his pockets, his gaze falling on Song Qiao, whose hair was a bit messy and who looked slightly bewildered from just waking up. He slightly opened his thin lips and softly spoke, "We saw the news and were worried about you, so we came to see if you were feeling unwell anywhere?"

Song Qiao’s gaze met the deep and profound eyes of Chu Munan. There was a moment of stunned hesitancy before she shook her head unconsciously, "I’m fine."

Chu Munan’s gaze then landed on her bare feet on the floor, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his tone already slightly dissatisfied, "Why aren’t you wearing shoes? Don’t you know the floor is cold? What if you get sick?"

Since it was summer, there was no carpet in the bedroom, and stepping on the floor barefoot actually felt cool and very comfortable.

When Song Qiao got up just now, she originally wanted to find her slippers to wear them, but probably because she got out of bed from a different side than she went to bed, she looked left and right and didn’t see them, so she just walked out barefoot.

Facing Chu Munan’s somewhat angry voice, Song Qiao felt a small sense of grievance, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she directly spoke to both of them, "You guys go down first and wait for me. I’ll come down after washing up."

"There’s no need, we’ll wait for you here." Before Song Qiao could finish speaking, Chu Munan had already interrupted her, facing her puzzled look, he curved his mouth slightly and explained, "It’s time for lunch, didn’t Lu Jingchen have a car accident? We’ll go to the hospital with you to see him."

Song Qiao immediately understood and Mu Shinian, who had been silent by the side, moved his mouth when Chu Munan mentioned Lu Jingchen’s name, but in the end, he said nothing.

Clearly, the morning news had dealt him quite a shock.

He had always thought that his cousin-in-law truly loved his cousin, but to his dismay, his cousin-in-law ended up in a car accident with another woman.

This shattered his original admiration for his cousin-in-law instantly.

When he heard Chu Munan say they were going to visit his cousin earlier, he immediately said he wanted to come too without a second thought.

Perhaps because he had spent some time with Chu Munan recently and had come to understand what kind of person Chu Munan was, Mu Shinian slowly came to accept the idea that if his cousin divorced her current husband, he wouldn’t mind Chu Munan becoming his new cousin-in-law.

After all, he could tell from some small details that sometimes Chu Munan was really nice to his cousin.

Song Qiao was slightly taken aback, but she didn’t refuse. She nodded, then turned to walk to the bedside to put on her slippers and go to the bathroom to wash up.

Outside the hospital, there were quite a few reporters lying in wait, eager to uncover news about Lu Jingchen because of his status, but due to the ever-present Lu Family bodyguards, the reporters failed to capture anything.

Chu Munan drove a rather low-profile black sedan, and the car passed right in front of the reporters without a single one noticing.

Song Qiao, holding a thermos, stood inside the elevator, watching the floor numbers ascend one by one, her heart no longer stirred by even a ripple.

The scene from the morning replayed in her mind since she entered this hospital, like a replay button had been pressed, even though she didn’t want to remember it, she couldn’t help it.

Never had there been a moment when Song Qiao felt so desolate inside.

In the hospital room, Assistant Xue was reporting the company’s situation to Lu Jingchen as well as the morning’s news from various newspapers and magazines. The man sitting on the hospital bed had a cold expression, and the chilling aura emanating from him made the hospital room, which wasn’t air-conditioned and somewhat warm, suddenly cause Assistant Xue to shiver from the cold after he finished speaking.

Due to his own family matters last night, he left early and it was Lu Jingchen himself who drove the car. This morning, when he got up, he felt his right eyelid twitching incessantly, but he never expected that, early in the morning, he would see the news of his boss’s car accident, which genuinely shocked him.

Right at that moment, a knock on the hospital room door caught Assistant Xue’s attention, and when he turned around, he saw Song Qiao, who had just pushed the door open. A flash of joy immediately appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly called out, "Madam!"

Song Qiao didn’t expect to see Assistant Xue there and was momentarily stunned before she politely nodded, "Hello, Assistant Xue."

Chu Munan had just remembered in the parking lot that he hadn’t bought fruits, so he asked Song Qiao to go upstairs first, asking her to go buy fruits with Mu Shinian, so at this moment, it was only Song Qiao who came up alone.

When Lu Jingchen lifted his eyes, his gaze fell on Song Qiao, his face still as cold as ever, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Song Qiao also noticed Lu Jingchen’s cold demeanor. Suppressing her inner desolation, she forced a smile and said, "I came over for lunch."

At this moment, Assistant Xue also sensed the tension in the room, then turned to address his boss, "President, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first."

Lu Jingchen did not look at him, his gaze still fixed on Song Qiao; he hummed in acknowledgment.

Assistant Xue, feeling as if he had been granted a reprieve, quickly picked up his briefcase and promptly exited the hospital room, leaving the space to the couple.

Now with only Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao left in the room, Song Qiao walked directly to the bedside while carrying a thermos, and even without deliberately turning her head to look at the man on the bed, she still felt the piercing gaze fixed on her.

Suppressing the peculiar feeling in her heart, she placed the thermos on the table and said, "I asked Auntie to make your favorite dishes and brewed some chicken soup, which is good for your recovery. Would you like to have soup or eat first?" Follow current novels on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽

Upon seeing Song Qiao’s actions, Lu Jingchen’s mind flashed to the contents he had seen on a paper in the study. His expression chilled further, and even his voice grew colder, filled with sarcasm, "Song Qiao, what are you doing here in the hospital? My hospitalization should have given you the chance to leave. Why are you here to see me? Don’t you think your current behavior is very... hypocritical?"

The sarcasm in the man’s voice suddenly rang in her ears, making Song Qiao involuntarily turn to look at him, her eyes full of disbelief. Her lips moved, but in the end, she couldn’t utter a word.

She had never shown any intention of leaving him in front of this man, nor had she ever suggested it... How did he know?

Seemingly reading the confusion in Song Qiao’s mind, Lu Jingchen leaned against the headboard, his gaze still sarcastic, and he directly said, "Are you curious how I found out?"

Song Qiao remained silent, and Lu Jingchen took her silence as an affirmation.

The man still exuded an almost indifferent aura, the chill around him not diminishing but growing colder.

His slender hand, still with a needle inserted, suddenly lifted and grasped the woman’s chin. He straightened his waist and brought his handsome face close to Song Qiao, his voice growing increasingly laced with sarcasm, "The contract about purchasing a property in Beijing that you left in the study, I just happened to see it. If I am not mistaken, isn’t that property next door to Chu Munan’s? And that property, which one can’t just buy with money, was funded by Chu Munan, right? What is it? You haven’t divorced me yet, but are you already thinking of being with Chu Munan? Song Qiao, do you realize that your behavior qualifies as marital infidelity?"

"I didn’t," Song Qiao instinctively denied outright.

"Didn’t?" The man muttered these two words, then directly questioned further, "Is it that you didn’t buy the property in Beijing, or that you didn’t have Chu Munan fund it? Or is it that you are not committing marital infidelity?"

Song Qiao suddenly bit her lower lip with her teeth, suddenly unsure how to respond.

The matter of the house was decided by her grandfather and Old Master Chu; she was not involved, and although the money for the house indeed came from Chu Munan, she had written him a promissory note, treating it as a loan from herself, planning to repay him when she had the money in the future.

And as for the so-called marital infidelity mentioned by Lu Jingchen... She could not understand why he would say such things about her; she had never indicated any intention to be with Chu Munan.

Seeing Song Qiao suddenly fall silent, Lu Jingchen assumed she had admitted it, and suddenly, the fury in him surged. Without a word, he forcefully pushed Song Qiao away. The enraged man coldly spat out a few words, "Song Qiao, you’re truly despicable."

Although since finding out about her pregnancy she had stopped wearing high heels, opting for flat shoes instead, being so unexpectedly shoved forcefully by the man, Song Qiao still directly fell to one side, her belly almost hitting the table. Instinctively, she used her hands to protect her belly. She could afford to be hurt, but the child inside her could not be harmed at all.