Song Qiao told the driver to wait below and didn’t bring him along.
She walked directly to the elevator, pressed the button and saw that the elevator was still on the 10th floor. She wasn’t in a hurry and stood there still smiling, then teased, "You came by taxi, weren’t you afraid of running into a pervert? What if someone thought you were pretty and decided to rob and assault you?"
Ning Wan was exasperated and retorted with a bit of annoyance, "It’s broad daylight now, which pervert would be so bold? Plus, don’t forget, I was once thrown into the military by my uncle for training. Unless they’re from a Special Soldier background, I doubt anyone could beat me!"
Because Ning Wan was kidnapped once as a child, her family was not comfortable with her being defenseless, especially since her grandfather and uncle were from a military background. In effect, Ning Wan was a second-generation military, albeit by marriage.
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Now, Ning Wan’s grandfather has passed away. Besides her big uncle who still holds a significant position in the military, Ning Wan’s second uncle is a professor at the university in An City, and her little uncle only joined the army two years ago and is just a Special Soldier. The family isn’t as illustrious as before but still holds a decent status in Lin City!
Song Qiao looked up and saw the elevator beginning to descend, and smiled, "Alright, you’re the toughest. You can fight hooligans, contend with mistresses, and handle both the hall and the kitchen. I’m so ready to find a good man for you and get you married off!"
"Stop it, you’re married now and I still don’t want to enter the grave of marriage. I’m better off continuing as a noble singleton!" Ning Wan tossed aside the skirt in her hand and continued to joke with Song Qiao, "Besides, now that you moved in with your man, I don’t need to watch you two showing off your love in front of me, otherwise, I’d be tempted to wage revenge on society every day!"
Song Qiao, "...I’ve decided to move back just to continue showing off in front of you!"
Ning Wan, "Qiaoqiao, if that’s the case, I’m afraid I might not be able to refrain from packing you up in the middle of the night while you’re asleep and letting your man take you back!"
Song Qiao could hardly restrain her laughter. Every time the two argued, they found plenty of fun, and feeling emotionally pleased, she ended her impulse to continue the bickering, saying, "Alright, enough talking, go change your clothes, the elevator’s almost here!"
"OK! Remember to send me the address, huh!"
She hung up the phone with a playful smile on her face, but in the next second, she turned her head slightly and saw another elevator’s door open. The view inside made her freeze in place, her smile of enjoyment also stiffening unexpectedly.
The parking lot had three elevators, two for staff, and one labeled ’CEO’s private elevator’ situated diagonally in front of Song Qiao. A very familiar, tall and straight figure stood inside, his body slender facing her, one hand propped against the elevator wall and the other pulling a woman’s arm, trapping her between the elevator and his chest.
Although she could only see the woman’s side profile, Song Qiao was certain that the woman was beautiful.
The two seemed to be talking, but perhaps because their voices were too low and her distance too far, she could only see the charming smile on the woman’s face, while Lu Jingchen’s handsome face was expressionless, even showing a hint of annoyance, unclear what Lu Jingchen had said but the woman’s smile intensified.
"Madam, you forgot to take the pastries!" At this moment, the driver Uncle Chen’s voice suddenly echoed in the empty parking lot; his voice a bit raw, sounding quite loud, startling Song Qiao causing her phone to fall to the ground.
Uncle Chen’s voice not only snapped Song Qiao back to reality but also caught the attention of Lu Jingchen and the woman in the elevator who were still in their standoff.
When Lu Jingchen heard Uncle Chen’s voice, he quickly turned his head and saw Song Qiao who had just swiftly averted her gaze from them. First, a look of surprise appeared on his face, laced with unexpected dishevelment and panic.
As Uncle Chen walked up to Song Qiao holding a delicate food box, he noticed Lu Jingchen and the woman not far away; Lu Jingchen had already let go of the woman and was stepping towards Song Qiao.
Seeing Lu Jingchen, Uncle Chen hurriedly and respectfully said, "Sir, the madam was just about to go up to find you!"
Song Qiao’s smile had long since faded, and without acknowledging or responding to Uncle Chen’s words, she looked at the phone she had dropped on the ground, just as she was about to bend down to pick it up a larger hand got there first.
Lu Jingchen picked up Song Qiao’s phone and didn’t immediately hand it back to her but instead smoothly grasped her hand that was ready to retrieve the phone, gently pulled her into his arms, and affectionately kissed her lips, his voice low, "I thought you weren’t going to come over. Are you hungry? Let’s pick up Ning Wan and go for some food?"