Song Qiao’s eyes widened in surprise, momentarily unable to react. Instinctively, she reached out a hand to touch the man’s forehead, then belatedly asked, "You’re not running a fever, are you?"
Lu Jingchen, "..." Why does he always meet women who can’t appreciate the mood?
This kind of statement is usually never spoken by him; this is the first time, yet he didn’t expect that she would be so silly!
Lu Jingchen felt a bit of a headache and let go of Song Qiao, turned around and walked over to his desk to sit down, picked up a pen and began to look down at the documents and sign them, occasionally glancing at the laptop to check the stock market fluctuations!
Song Qiao looked at the man’s expression, suddenly not knowing how to speak!
Especially now that Lu Jingchen seemed utterly focused on his work, completely ignoring her—a thought of her earlier words made her want to find a hole to crawl into!
Pressing her lips together, Song Qiao walked forward a few steps to the edge of the desk. From her angle, she could perfectly see his well-defined nose and sharp facial features. After a moment of thought, she said softly, "Mr. Lu, I didn’t do it on purpose earlier, I was just startled by what you said..."
Lu Jingchen looked up at her, his deep voice seemingly suggestive, "Is that so? When I said I fancied you, were you that easily frightened?"
Song Qiao murmured vaguely, her head slightly lowered, not daring to look at the man opposite her, her hands nervously intertwined!
She dared not say more; after all, she was here today to discuss a divorce with this man. After hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, she had begun to realize clearly that this man wouldn’t easily agree to a divorce with her...
She couldn’t understand why, to him, getting a divorce wouldn’t even be like losing a piece of flesh. Even if he were to carry the title of being divorced, with Lu Jingchen’s status, it is likely that all the eligible women in An City would throw themselves at him unconditionally!
On the contrary, if he continued to maintain his marriage with her, Song Qiao, wouldn’t that be a loss?
Lu Jingchen narrowed his eyes, his gaze catching the little nervous movements she naturally made. Still holding a pen in hand, he tapped it lightly on the desk and said lightly, "Song Qiao, marrying me you won’t be at a loss. I’m the richest man in An City, and I’m not bad-looking either. What exactly are you dissatisfied with, hm?" Fresh chapters posted on novel⦿fire.net
Song Qiao looked up at Lu Jingchen instinctively with some shock when she heard his words, but as soon as she looked up she met his deep, piercing gaze staring straight at her, which gave her a sense of being caught off-guard, even her heart skipped a beat!
The man’s gaze was clearly invasive without any attempt to hide it, even making her feel uneasy as if it were stripping away her defenses layer by layer, quickly and accurately!
Feeling uneasy, she shifted her gaze away, and her voice was low as she instinctively responded, "I’m not dissatisfied with you!"
After saying that, she felt something was off!
But Lu Jingchen didn’t give her time to react, his eyebrows slightly raised, he chuckled lightly, "In that case, we might as well not get a divorce. The process is quite troublesome, and I have a meeting later and won’t have time to take care of the divorce proceedings!" Saying this, he stood up, picked up his coat, and said to Song Qiao, "I haven’t had lunch yet, come have lunch with me now!"