Chapter 562: Chapter 562

The man looked at her with a hint of danger in his eyes. His voice, though faint, was full of threat, as if he would pounce on her and swallow her whole if Song Qiao had just said they weren’t acquainted.

Song Qiao opened her eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of her, feeling as if all her hopes had just plummeted.

At this moment, Song Qiao was also aware of this, and she knew that if she again said they weren’t acquainted, this man would definitely do something drastic.

For the first time, Song Qiao felt like she had walked into a wolf’s den. She quickly shook her head and spoke with a hint of a sob, "I was wrong, we are not strangers!"

Lu Jingchen looked at the tear-streaked tiny face suddenly before him, and his heart ached. He let go of his grip around her waist, raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face, but found the tears were not easily wiped away, which agitated him and made him realize he had scared her. He quickly hugged her into his arms, letting her face bury into his chest, his voice softened considerably, "Alright, stop crying, I apologize for being too harsh just now!"

Facing a woman crying before him, he felt completely helpless and somewhat frantic.

Song Qiao felt utterly wronged at this moment, biting her lip and desperately trying to suppress her urge to cry. But the tears still relentlessly fell down.

Lu Jingchen held her in his arms, and at some point, Song Qiao ended up sitting on his lap. When she was finally worn out, Lu Jingchen realized that she had fallen asleep in his arms without him knowing when it happened.

Lu Jingchen looked down at the sleeping face still marked with tears, noticing the slight dark circles under her eyes. His heart tightened as he remembered her grandfather’s surgery costs of five hundred thousand; this little girl must not have rested well these past few days.

Lu Jingchen carried Song Qiao back to his bedroom. As soon as he placed her in the bed, Song Qiao automatically rolled over into the covers and fell asleep in a proper and standard manner.

Lu Jingchen stood by the bed for a while, then turned around and walked into the bathroom, and shortly after brought out a damp towel. Carefully and gently, he wiped the tears from her face.

After Lu Jingchen finished tidying up for Song Qiao, he adjusted the quilt for her and left the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him.

After exiting the bedroom, Lu Jingchen went straight to the study, picked up the phone, and dialed Gu Xicheng’s number, "How is the investigation going?"

"I found out. This afternoon, Elder Mu’s adopted daughter, Mu Nuan, went to the hospital demanding her own son back, who she had with Mu Shen. His name is Mu Shinian, sixteen years old, a senior at City No.1 High School, and he has a good relationship with Song Qiao!" Gu Xicheng replied truthfully and continued to relay all the information he had gathered to Lu Jingchen, "Elder Mu didn’t agree to Mu Nuan taking Mu Shinian with her. The two quarreled in the hospital room. Miss Song arrived while two bodyguards were guarding the door, and they tried to stop her from entering. Later, Miss Song grabbed a fruit knife, probably intimidating the guards, and that’s when she sustained a hand injury!"

Gu Xicheng continued, "Also, Jingchen, Mu Nuan’s current status is not simple; her partner is from the Mo Family!"

"Mo Family?" Lu Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and tensed his jaw, chewing on these words for a moment before finally speaking, "You don’t need me to teach you, you know what to do, right?"

Although Gu Xicheng had his reservations, he still nodded in understanding right away.

After all, he worked for Lu Jingchen, and sometimes Lu Jingchen’s words were commands that had to be obeyed unconditionally.

Lu Jingchen stayed in the study for about an hour before he walked out and returned to the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he looked directly towards the bed, and could vaguely see a small bump under the blanket. He subconsciously smiled and stood there for almost half a minute before turning towards the wardrobe to find his underwear and bathrobe before heading into the shower.

All along, the man tried to tread quietly, as if he was scared to disturb the little girl who had fallen sound asleep on the bed.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and about a minute later, the man in the bathrobe walked out towards the big bed in the room.

He lifted the blanket to lie down, but his movements involuntarily paused. Lu Jingchen glanced at the girl still dressed in her red sleeveless dress and frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he moved closer and gently patted her small face, "Qiaoqiao, wake up, change into your pajamas and then sleep, okay? Hmm?"

Disturbed from her sweet dream, Song Qiao’s beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she moved her head and buried it into the pillow, dodging Lu Jingchen’s touch.

Seeing Song Qiao , Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but feel an urge to laugh. He sighed softly, and finally resigned himself to get up, walked to the wardrobe and fetched a new bathrobe, personally helping Song Qiao to change.

Perhaps the girl was simply too exhausted, having not rested for several days, Lu Jingchen did help her change her clothes, but he was gentle and did not wake her up.

Looking at the enticingly forbidden and well-shaped body before him, Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but feel his breathing tighten. He suppressed the urge to devour her and it took him nearly fifteen minutes to help her into her robe, all the while sweating profusely.

Looking at Song Qiao, who was still deeply asleep without any sign of waking, Lu Jingchen felt a sense of defeat washing over him.

Resigned, he sighed and went directly into the bathroom to take a bath himself; when he came out, half an hour had already passed.

The next day, when Song Qiao woke up, it was barely dawn and her consciousness was not fully restored; she instinctively wanted to move her hand to her forehead but felt something heavy restraining her from moving at all.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and Song Qiao felt a warm breath on her head and the pervasive scent of a man in her nostrils.

Opening her eyes, she saw a muscular chest and could vaguely see the outline of abs under the slightly disheveled robe. Official source ıs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

The terrifying feeling made Song Qiao’s breath catch, and as she tried to stand, she found not just her arms, but her entire body was restrained in an extremely dominant posture by the man.

As Song Qiao moved, Lu Jingchen hugged her petite body even tighter, his voice husky with sleepiness, "Don’t move, it’s still early, sleep a bit more!"

The man’s voice was low, as if whispering, carrying an intangible enticement that made Song Qiao’s heart tighten unconsciously.

It seemed to take a long time to regain her senses. Hesitating for a moment, Song Qiao spoke softly, "I can’t sleep anymore, you continue to sleep. I need to get up!"

Usually, every morning when she got up, she would linger in bed for a while, but now all desire to sleep had been scared away - how could she possibly sleep?

Song Qiao’s voice was soft and melodious, particularly pleasant, and added with the grogginess of just waking up, it rippled like a calm lake in Lu Jingchen’s ears.

Barely opening his sleepy eyes, Lu Jingchen looked down at the little woman in his arms. At that moment, Song Qiao still had wide eyes filled with remaining panic. The feeling of waking up with a beauty in his arms was certainly pleasant, which made Lu Jingchen feel great early in the morning, and he leaned down to lightly kiss her on the forehead, saying a gentle "Good morning."

Glancing at the clock on the bedside, he withdrew his gaze and said to Song Qiao, "I’ll sleep for another half hour, I’ll have someone send your clothes over then, you can wear the bathrobe for now. There’s breakfast in the kitchen; if you’re hungry, help yourself. Come wake me up in half an hour, okay?"

Song Qiao felt a warm touch on her forehead, very gentle, causing ripples in her heart, and her mind became chaotic again. Hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, she didn’t have the capacity to think and simply nodded instinctively.

Seeing Song Qiao nod in agreement, Lu Jingchen immediately let her go, repositioned himself, and fell back asleep.

He, too, had not rested well these past days, and with the recent takeover of the company, he had to do everything himself, plus those old fellows constantly thwarted him, encountering numerous obstacles along the way.

Now that he could finally rest peacefully, Lu Jingchen let himself completely relax, finding comfort in sleeping beside Song Qiao, as if it was natural for them to share the same bed.

As for Song Qiao, once she walked out of the bedroom in her bathrobe and closed the door, her senses finally snapped back, and she couldn’t help but recall a doubt in her mind - what had she just agreed to with Lu Jingchen?

Looking down at the bathrobe on her body, her face unconsciously reddened, filled suddenly with the impulse to claw at the walls.

Oh my, where were her clothes? How did she end up in a bathrobe?

Was it Lu Jingchen who had changed her clothes?

Her mind was tremendously shocked, but at this moment, she could do nothing but reluctantly sigh recalling the words Lu Jingchen said last night.