Song Qiao was immediately startled when she heard this, blurting out subconsciously, "But our marriage seems a bit unrealistic, so it’s not necessary to take it seriously. You can divorce me whenever you want to."
Since getting married yesterday, she still hadn’t truly faced this marriage, let alone thought about the future, much less imagined herself fitting into the role of Lu Jingchen’s wife.
She had thought that Lu Jingchen’s thoughts were the same as hers, but now, hearing his words, it was clear they were not.
Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but want to laugh at Song Qiao’s words. His lips suddenly curved up slightly, almost with a faint smile, as the sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows refracted inside the luxurious villa. The strikingly handsome man’s thin lips parted, and his deep and pleasant voice suddenly rang out with an inexplicable magnetism that made one unable to resist becoming enthralled. "But Song Qiao, I have taken a liking to you, so since you agreed to marry me, I have never once thought about divorce."
Song Qiao was nestled on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head, when she suddenly started to giggle foolishly.
An hour ago, after Lu Jingchen uttered those words, her heart had raced to an almost unbearable level, but luckily, right after that, Lu Jingchen had taken her to the bedroom to talk about which clothes to pack and then went straight to the shower.
Latter on, while Lu Jingchen was showering, she hastily stuffed a few sets of his clothes and then fled back home without saying a word to him.
Faced with such an outstanding man as Lu Jingchen, receiving his sudden confession, probably any girl would react the same as she did, right?
After playing dead on the sofa for a good while, she turned her head to glance at the clock on the wall and realized it was almost half-past four. Suddenly remembering something, Song Qiao sat up abruptly, stretched her hand to grab her bag lying beside her and began to search through it. A few seconds later, she found her mobile phone in her bag and discovered it had shut down due to a dead battery at some unknown time.
No sooner had she plugged in the charger and turned on the phone than it started ringing instantly. To Song Qiao’s surprise, the caller ID showed Ning Wan. Check latest chapters at novęlfire.net
"Wanwan, aren’t you at work? How do you have time to call me?" She continued to lie on the sofa and teasingly said, placing the phone to her ear.
"Song Qiao, you dare to laugh about this?" Before she had finished speaking, Ning Wan on the other end already roared so loudly that Song Qiao almost threw her phone out.
Song Qiao was genuinely startled by Ning Wan’s shouting, feeling her anger through the phone. She hurriedly moved the phone slightly away from her ear until Ning Wan finished shouting, then cautiously brought it back and spoke gingerly, "My dear, did I do something wrong? Don’t be angry; you almost shattered my eardrum!"
At the moment, she couldn’t think of what she might have done to make Ning Wan so angry. Song Qiao felt a bit innocent suddenly being yelled at by Ning Wan, but she was also very aware that Ning Wan was a girl with a very good temper and also very reasonable. If she hadn’t done something wrong, Ning Wan definitely wouldn’t be angry for no reason.
On the other side, Ning Wan took several deep breaths, trying hard to suppress the urge to rush over to Song Qiao immediately and after a long while, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Song Qiao, tell me, are you hiding something from me?"