Xi Mohan flicked the cigarette ash off his hand and furrowed his brows upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words. Despite the deep, magnetic voice, a clear coldness could be heard. He glanced sideways at the man beside him with a faint squint, "How did you know that?"
Inherently dominant, he would stop at nothing to obtain what he resolved to have; just like with Ning Wan. Even though he knew she didn’t want to stay by his side all the time, he threatened her like a villain to make her stay.
Most importantly, Xi Mohan didn’t know how to deal with relationship issues in the best way. Instead, he acted on his own thoughts, naturally offending those who shouldn’t be offended, and offending those who should be offended too.
For instance, Ning Wan, and Ning Wan’s brother... However, no one could really do anything about it. His methods were strong enough that, apart from Lu Jingchen in An City, there was virtually no one who could rival him.
Or perhaps it could be said, Lu Jingchen could only tie with Xi Mohan at best.
Lu Jingchen picked up a cup from the coffee table, poured a glass of wine, and after taking a sip, started to mock nonchalantly, "I heard you looked unsatisfied before getting off the plane. Seeing you now, radiant as if fulfilled, did you not come to find us directly because you went to Ning Wan’s place first?"
They all grew up together from childhood, so how could they not understand the little tricks of the brothers they grew up with?
Xi Mohan’s personality is not easy to guess, giving off an unfathomable feeling like an abyss, but if you observe a little more attentively, you could still figure it out.
Apart from being cold to the bone ordinarily, like a millennium ice mountain, he showed other excessive emotions when around Ning Wan.
Xi Mohan placed the cigarette in his mouth, took a puff, exhaled smoke, and with ambiguous intentions looked at Lu Jingchen, sneered, "You not switching to fortune telling is such a waste of talent!"
Having not seen each other for a few years, he noticed that Lu Jingchen has changed quite a bit. Or is it that marriage really changes a person?
Lu Jingchen slightly raised his eyebrows, his gaze piercing through the bluish-white smoke ambiguously, almost smiling, "Liking or disliking, it’s only a matter of one word. You’ve been with Yan’er for so many years without touching her, yet you keep tormenting Ning Wan. Could it be that you can’t get aroused by Yan’er, but only by that girl Ning Wan?"
Although at that time one was in England and the other in France, separated by such a distance, concerning the matters of Xi Mohan and Ning Yan’er, even if he didn’t seek out information, he would know as there were lots of eager informers around him. Orıginal content can be found at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
Xi Mohan did not answer the question, completely adopting an avoidant attitude.
After a while, he put out his cigarette and looked at Lu Jingchen, asking, "I heard your wife is the Song family’s daughter, Song Qiao? When did you hook up with Miss Song?"
"What do you mean ’hooked up’?"
"You just returned to the country for not even two months, and out of nowhere came the news of your marriage. Moreover, it’s said that you and Song Qiao did not know each other before, so why did you suddenly marry her?"
"Marriage is just marriage. What other reason could there be?" Lu Jingchen took another sip of his wine, his face wearing a bland smile, as per his usual dignified elegance, "I just needed a Mrs. Lu, and she happened to be suitable, so we got married!"
It just happened she wanted to marry, and he just needed a Mrs. Lu, so they got together.
It seems all to revolve around one reason, probably not love for each other.
Xi Mohan looked at him, his voice cool yet certain, "Is your marriage a revenge on Yuqing?"
Lu Jingchen’s eyes turned cold, his grip on the wine glass tightened, but he said nothing.
Xi Mohan scoffed, "Previously there was only news that Yuqing was getting engaged to someone else, but she never did, right? Maybe even the news was fake. But look at you, coming back to the country and getting married to someone else without saying a word, no wonder you two have been apart for so many years. Although it seems like neither of you interferes with the other, Jingchen, do you dare say that you have truly let go of Yuqing?"
His gaze fell on the man’s increasingly tight grip on the glass. Xi Mohan rubbed his temples and continued, "Four years ago, you chased after her all the way to the United States. Although we don’t know exactly what happened, at least you were a couple back then. Now, if you need to use marriage as a form of revenge, I think it’s making a big deal out of a small issue. Besides, now that she has returned, what do you plan to do?"