Song Qiao was immediately startled when she heard this. Without thinking, she blurted out, "But our marriage seems a bit unrealistic, so there’s no need to take it seriously. You can get a divorce whenever you want to."
Since getting married yesterday, she hadn’t yet come to terms with the reality of her marriage, nor had she thought about the future, not to mention settling into the role of Lu Jingchen’s wife.
She had thought that Lu Jingchen shared her perception, but now, hearing what Lu Jingchen said, it was clear that he did not see things the way she did.
Song Qiao’s words made Lu Jingchen want to laugh involuntarily, his lips curving slightly into a faint smile. The sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting light on the gorgeous villa where the stunningly handsome man began to speak with a low and pleasant voice, which was tinged with an inexplicable magnetism that made one unable to resist getting lost in it, "But Song Qiao, I have taken a liking to you, so from the moment you agreed to marry me, I have never thought about getting a divorce."
Song Qiao sat blankly on the sofa, staring at the ceiling above her head, and then suddenly started to giggle stupidly.
An hour after Lu Jingchen had said those words to her, her heart had raced to an almost unbearable pace. Luckily, right after speaking, Lu Jingchen brought her to the bedroom to discuss what clothes to pack and then went to take a shower.
Afterward, while Lu Jingchen was in the shower, she haphazardly packed a few sets of his clothes and then ran away in a panic without saying a word to Lu Jingchen.
Facing a man as outstanding as Lu Jingchen, receiving such a sudden confession, any girl would probably react the same as her, right?
After playing dead on the sofa for a good while, she turned her head to look at the clock on the wall and realized it was almost four-thirty. Suddenly remembering something, Song Qiao abruptly sat up, reached for her bag that was tossed aside, and began rummaging through it. After a few seconds, she found her phone in the bag and discovered it had run out of battery and turned off without her noticing.
She had just connected it to the charger and the phone hadn’t come back to life before it immediately started to ring. Song Qiao saw that the call was from Ning Wan.
"Wanwan, aren’t you at work? How come you have time to call me?" Lying back on the sofa, Song Qiao put the phone to her ear and teased.
"Song Qiao, you dare to laugh?" As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Wan roared from the other end of the line, loud enough to startle Song Qiao and almost make her throw the phone away. The source of thɪs content is NoveI★Fire.net
Indeed, Song Qiao was so scared by Ning Wan’s voice that she could almost feel the anger emanating from the other end through the phone. She quickly moved the phone a little away from her ear, and only after Ning Wan finished shouting did she put the phone back and cautiously said, "Little miss, did I do something wrong? Don’t be angry, you almost burst my eardrum!"
For a moment, she couldn’t think of what she had done wrong to anger Ning Wan so. Song Qiao felt innocent having been suddenly yelled at by Ning Wan, but she also knew very well that Ning Wan was a girl with an extremely good temper and very reasonable. If it wasn’t for something she had done wrong, Ning Wan certainly wouldn’t be angry without reason.
From the other end, Ning Wan took several deep breaths, trying hard to suppress the urge to rush over to Song Qiao, and after a long while she gritted her teeth and asked, "Song Qiao, tell me, are you hiding something from me?"