The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 202 - 116: Looking back, I really feel like a fool

Lu Jingchen glanced back at Bo Leshen, who was getting closer, a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, yet he still started the car.

Bo Leshen watched Lu Jingchen’s car and couldn’t help but quicken his pace. However, in the end, the car was faster. Watching it gradually drive out of sight, he felt powerless, his eyes darkening as he took out his phone and dialed that most familiar number.

Sitting in the car, still wiping her tears and blowing her nose, Jian Xia heard her phone ringing. Her movements paused, knowing without thinking who would be calling.

Upon checking her phone, although there was no contact name—today, in her anger, she had deleted it from her contacts—the familiar number she knew by heart clearly told her it was that man calling.

For a moment, she was torn between answering and not answering, her fingers idly stroking the edge of the phone, motionless.

Lu Jingchen cast an indifferent glance at her, his expression unchanged but with a hint of a smile, he spoke, "Not planning to pick up?"

In his eyes, he could remember, without even trying, how deeply Jian Xia loved Bo Leshen.

Actually, Jian Xia and Ning Wan were of the same kind, it’s just that Bo Leshen’s methods were not as ruthless as Xi Mohan’s.

Moreover, Jian Xia’s family background was more powerful than that of Ning Wan’s. Otherwise, Jian Xia might have ended up walking the same path Ning Wan had.

Jian Xia pursed her lips, and in a moment of resolve, she swiped the phone to reject the call, then shut it off and tossed it to the back of the car, acting carelessly.

She then spoke unhurriedly, "In the past, whenever he called me, I felt as if I had taken a full health resurrection pill. Even though sometimes it wasn’t for anything good, and he might even call just to scold me, I was still as elated as if I were on a stimulant. Now that I think about it, I really feel like a fool."

Seemingly recalling something, she lowered her head slightly, laughing at herself, "I’ve thought a lot during this time. There’s an old saying that is quite correct—’a melon forced off its vine is not sweet’. Knowing full well that he didn’t like me, I still eagerly chased after him for over a decade. It’s no wonder I’ve been bullied by this man all my life."

Lu Jingchen’s hand on the steering wheel paused, then he regained his composure and glanced at the somewhat distraught girl before speaking, "So what now? Have you figured it out? You won’t cling to him anymore?"

"Who said that? I never said that," Jian Xia looked up and glared at Lu Jingchen with a slight grinding of her teeth, "I haven’t planned to let him go so easily. I must say, the feeling of suddenly daring to confront him is quite thrilling."

Lu Jingchen snorted with laughter, but reminded her, "Jian Xia, don’t forget, he is Bo Leshen, the man you’ve known the most for over a decade."

Although Bo Leshen’s methods were not as harsh as Xi Mohan’s, they were somewhat insidious.

Even though he and Bo Leshen had never clashed, being in the same business circle, they inevitably encountered each other.

What’s more, Bo Leshen had military background, making his methods more decisive than the average person’s.

Jian Xia was well aware of Bo Leshen, even to the minutiae of what color and style of underwear he preferred, and which brand of toothpaste he liked. Therefore, she also understood what Lu Jingchen was implying.

Pressing her lips together, she turned her head to look out the car window and said, "All I can say is that right now I’m just playing it by ear. Lu Jingchen, let me tell you, if that man tries to harm me, you have to save me..."

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Due to Jian Xia’s pitiful request and the decent relationship between the Lu Family and the Jian Family, Lu Jingchen, after much nagging and drama by Jian Xia, reluctantly agreed to take her back to his villa for a night’s stay.

By the time they returned to the villa, it was past ten o’clock. The housekeeper, including Mrs. Chen, had not gone to bed yet. freewёbnoνel-com

"Sir, you’re back." As soon as Mrs. Chen saw Lu Jingchen, she hurried over to place the slippers she had just taken from the shoe cabinet in front of him, taking the coat from his hands.

"Mm." Lu Jingchen hummed softly, then instructed, "Mrs. Chen, have someone prepare a guest room. Miss Jian is staying here tonight."

"Mrs. Chen, long time no see." As soon as Lu Jingchen changed his slippers and walked inside, Jian Xia, still dressed in her long gown, came out from behind him and greeted Mrs. Chen with a sweet smile.