He placed his phone on the table, tidied up the stuff on it, and, without lifting his head, said nonchalantly, "It’ll be just a moment, wait for me outside."
The woman in the long dress, who had applied her makeup meticulously, pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. She didn’t step any further, but stood at the doorway, hands clasped across her chest, and spoke with a hint of discontent, "You’ve been telling me to wait a moment for half an hour, now I’ve been waiting outside for half an hour and you’re still not ready, Lu Jingchen, this isn’t like you. Back when you were with Zuo Yuqing, you were never this dilly-dallying."
As she spoke, she paused briefly, began twirling her hair with her hand, and continued with a knowing tone, "Or is it that married men all start to dilly-dally? In that case, you’d better hurry up and get a divorce."
The man was organizing documents and paused; he then looked up at the woman standing by the doorway, his expression indifferent, and suggested, "Jian Xia, I think you’d better find yourself another companion, it just so happens that I don’t want to attend either."
Jian Xia was taken aback, watching Lu Jingchen incredulously as he began to pack away the documents without giving her another glance. She stamped her foot and huffed before saying, "Alright, alright, I won’t rush you, okay? By the way, Lu Jingchen, when are you going to bring out your wife and let us have a look? I’ve only heard that you’re married, but I’ve never seen your wife."
"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, I’ll introduce her to you all once she’s gotten used to my lifestyle." After organizing the materials, Lu Jingchen stood up, grabbed the jacket that was on the back of a chair and the mobile phone from the table, and with his long legs wrapped in suit pants, he walked towards the doorway, his voice unemotional, "Let’s go."
His tall frame brushed past Jian Xia at the doorway, and his strong male scent lingered in her nose. By the time she came to her senses, Lu Jingchen had already walked some distance away.
"Hey, Lu Jingchen, why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me, don’t take advantage of my short legs." She lifted her long dress and chased after Lu Jingchen. Jian Xia suddenly regretted inviting Lu Jingchen to be her companion. It was simply masochistic.
Since Lu Jingchen had not come back for dinner, by the time Song Qiao informed Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Chen had already prepared a table full of dishes.
Sitting at the dining table, facing the delicious dishes, even though she hadn’t been with Lu Jingchen for many months—it was only a month—to her, she had already figured out what he liked and disliked.
Perhaps affected by her mood, Song Qiao didn’t eat much. She only had a small bowl of rice before feeling full, but she did have two bowls of soup, which highlighted Mrs. Chen’s skills.
In the study upstairs, there were a lot of books, presumably because after they got married, it wasn’t just Lu Jingchen by himself anymore. Maybe he thought about her feeling bored on weekends and could read in the study, so he had a chaise lounge and a small table placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Carrying her laptop, Song Qiao walked directly into the study and settled herself on the chaise lounge to watch a movie.
However, the phone rang mid-movie, interrupting her. She pressed pause, reached for her phone to see the caller ID, and realized it was a classmate of hers, the girl who had helped her find a job in Night City.
The girl’s name was Gu Anran, she came from a good family background, and was also a local from An City. Aside from Ning Wan, Gu Anran was the only classmate Song Qiao was close to.
She answered the call, making sure not to drop the laptop, "Anran, why are you calling me at this time?"
"Big Qiao, is your husband not at home today?" It seemed noisy on Gu Anran’s side, with faint background music coming through. She talked with a note of caution.
Song Qiao paused, still sounding cheerful, "Yes, what’s up? Did you run into him?"
Since the incident in Night City, Gu Anran knew about her marriage to Lu Jingchen, and she hadn’t kept it a secret from her, thankfully their relationship was still good.
"Big Qiao, I’m at a banquet, and I just saw your husband. I thought I was seeing things."
Song Qiao wasn’t too surprised, she just hummed in response, quietly waiting for Gu Anran to continue.