Hearing Song Qiao speak of leaving, An Ke’s eyes suddenly widened, and her mouth fell open in shock. Even Qin Zhe, upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, abruptly lifted his head and fixed his gaze on her.
Suddenly, the living room fell into silence, so quiet that only the sound of brewing flower tea could be heard. Because Qin Zhe and An Ke had come over, Song Qiao had already dismissed the servants, leaving just the three of them in the living room.
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Quickly regaining her composure, An Ke hastily asked, "So once you leave, you won’t come back?"
Hearing An Ke’s question, Song Qiao paused for a moment before she continued, "I might come back, or maybe I won’t—it’s hard to say anything about the future..."
Grandfather had already agreed to move to Beijing, and Song Qiao naturally had no objections. After all, she could see that Grandfather and Chu Munan’s grandfather really got along well, like they were actual brothers.
For years, busy with work and constantly on the move, she had never really been able to keep Grandfather company properly, even when he was hospitalized. She’d only taken a few days off then and hadn’t waited for Grandfather’s condition to improve before she returned to work at the company.
Old age inevitably brings loneliness, and her own Grandfather was no exception.
Over the years, Song Qiao had owed Grandfather a great deal.
And perhaps the reason why she chose to go abroad rather than Beijing was because of Lu Jingchen.
Qin Zhe and An Ke didn’t stay long; they had only taken one day off since they had to catch a flight back to continue filming elsewhere.
After seeing off Qin Zhe and An Ke, she went straight to the kitchen and instructed the servants to start preparing dinner.
During this season, it stayed light outside quite late, but accustomed to dining at this time, Song Qiao was already beginning to feel hungry.
"Madam, would you like us to prepare dinner for sir as well?" asked the servant, looking at Song Qiao with caution after hearing her instructions.
Although they were servants, they all knew that their master hadn’t been home for dinner recently and that he had been coming back very late at night, usually leaving again just as dawn was breaking.
Song Qiao was about to walk out of the kitchen when she heard this, paused in her tracks, thought for a moment, then said decisively, "Yes, prepare his as well."
"Yes, Madam!" the servant hastily acknowledged.
Song Qiao walked out of the kitchen and glanced at the clock on the wall in the living room—it was already six o’clock. At this time, the CK Corporation would just be finishing work for the day.
A smile couldn’t help but spread across her lips. Song Qiao looked down at her stomach; she had visited a private hospital for a checkup a few days ago and found out she was indeed pregnant, with the baby doing well. Most importantly... the doctor told her that there wasn’t just one little life inside her, but two.
This surprise was quite significant; she truly hadn’t expected to have twins or fraternal twins for her first pregnancy.
She instinctively placed her hand on her stomach, caressing the slight, though not very noticeable, bulge, and spoke softly, "Baby, today is the first anniversary of Mommy and Daddy’s marriage..."
Yes, today was indeed the first anniversary of her marriage to Lu Jingchen. In fact, she herself had almost forgotten about the date, only recalling it after she stumbled upon their marriage certificate in the bedroom. She and Lu Jingchen had unexpectedly been together for a year now.
For the first time, she was struck by how swiftly time flies!
This was her first marriage in her life, and also the one that was nearing its end. Whether to celebrate it wasn’t all that important, she just wanted to share a meal together.
After all, this day last year, she had forced Lu Jingchen into marriage on the street and then went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate. Looking back on it now, she still felt a bit nostalgic.
She did not know what Lu Jingchen had been busy with during this time, but the words of Lu Tianming from a while ago still echoed in her ears.
"Miss Song, I don’t know how exactly you ended up marrying my son, but by now you should be well aware of your current situation and understand Jingchen’s initial purpose for marrying you, right? Honestly, I don’t have much against you, but whether it is your identity or your background, you are not suitable to be the Lu Family’s daughter-in-law. Furthermore, there are so many more things to face in the future, and you simply do not have the ability to handle them."