Perhaps sensing that Song Qiao’s gaze was constantly on the figure behind her, Lu Jingchen subconsciously held onto her waist even tighter. As he pushed open the glass door of the restaurant, he lowered his head close to her ear and said in a low voice, "If you can’t let go of your ex-boyfriend, feel free to turn around and chase after him. It was your wish to let your so-called sister mock and sneer at you again!"
The man’s voice was low and even-tempered, as his handsome eyes gazed directly at the woman in his arms!
Not sure if it was Song Qiao’s misperception, but perhaps having learned from her teenage years to be extremely sensitive to words and expressions, she even sensed a profound smile as he spoke, tinged with a hint of faint mockery. If she weren’t so perceptive, this might not have been easy to detect!
Pausing a moment, Song Qiao looked up at the man who still held her, a provocative smile lightly lifting the corners of her mouth. She placed her hand on the strap of her shoulder bag, responding with a belated smile, "You’re right, Jingchen. I should have done just that. Perhaps there might still be a chance for me and Gu Linyuan to continue our relation, don’t you think?"
As she spoke, it was clear this wasn’t what she really wanted to say; in fact, she shuddered with disgust at her own words!
But seeing the man by her side narrow his eyes dangerously, his face clouding over, Song Qiao found it a bit humorous.
She wasn’t very familiar with Lu Jingchen, but as the heir to CK Group, he probably wasn’t much different from what she’d imagined!
Taking her eyes off the man, she looked down at the floor in front of her and suddenly laughed, "Actually, Jingchen, if you and I went to go through the divorce procedures right now, we’d have nothing to do with each other from this point on. Wouldn’t that be nice? You saw it yourself, I still have some feelings for my first love, and I only pressured you into marriage because I got carried away!"
"Song Qiao, it looks like you are blind!" the man didn’t respond to her question, but instead scoffed, looking at Song Qiao with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"What?" Song Qiao frowned deeply, stopped in her tracks almost gritting her teeth, and glared fiercely at Lu Jingchen, "Did you just say I’m blind?"
Damn it, your eyes must be the blind ones! Can you not insult someone’s eyesight out of the blue?
Lu Jingchen released his hold on her waist, instead putting his hands in his pockets, and glanced at her indifferently before saying nonchalantly, "If your eyes weren’t blind, you wouldn’t be missing out on a man as perfect as me standing right in front of you, and wouldn’t be pining after that man who wouldn’t even make it across the Pacific Ocean, in any respect." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
The man stood there with a cold expression, looking at the girl in front of him with a touch of disdain. His tone was casual, and yet he was unexpectedly insulting in a roundabout way!
At this moment, Lu Jingchen really wanted to crack open Song Qiao’s head to see if it was filled with straw; that guy she was thinking about was already with another woman, yet she still pined for him without considering whether he even wanted her!