The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 245 - 142: Lu Jingchen, Do You Really Like Me?

The weather in An City was just right, neither cold nor hot, making it quite comfortable to sleep under the covers. Because the man confined her by his side, Song Qiao didn’t immediately struggle. She stretched her hand out from under the blanket, resting it on top of it, and since she hadn’t had a shower last night due to being hospitalized, she had taken a bath before bed and put on a comfortable spaghetti strap nightgown.

At this moment, she rested both hands on the blanket, and it immediately slipped down revealing shoulders and arms as smooth as jade. Looking at the handsome face in front of her, she spoke innocently, "It’s clearly you who couldn’t control yourself, yet you insist on pushing the responsibility onto me, Lu Jingchen, why are you like this?"

She had just woken up and was still feeling sleepy, unable to help yawning lightly with her hand over her mouth, her eyes somewhat blurry, which made Lu Jingchen find her even more enticing.

Unable to resist, Lu Jingchen grabbed her chin and leaned in to kiss her again.

Song Qiao watched as his handsome face came closer and closer, her face turning dark immediately, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, the palm blocking between their lips, her breath warm and moist against her palm, and the lips imparting a somewhat cool sensation.

Lu Jingchen, his deep eyes filled with laughter, chuckled from deep within his throat, grabbed her wrist and gently kissed it, his deep voice ringing by her ear, "Having slept all day, does your waist still hurt?"

Song Qiao tried to pull her hand away, but he held it firmly, sincerely kissing her fingers one by one. His deep eyes were filled with tenderness, causing her almost unable to resist.

Song Qiao pulled her fingers back slightly, her gaze shifted awkwardly to another place, her voice somewhat hoarse, "It’s almost better now. You go out first; I need to change clothes."

Whether it’s Lu Jingchen’s appearance, temperament, or his innate charm, all are enough to make a woman fall deeply.

If it had been before, Song Qiao would not have thought this way, but since being tormented by this man every night, she gradually began to notice his high sexual desire.

To her, or perhaps the previous Lu Jingchen wasn’t so charming, but now it’s different. Probably because they’ve been together for so long, she also began to slowly like him.

Lu Jingchen curved his lips, a smile in his voice as he spoke, "Qiaoqiao, are you still shy now? Is there any part of you that I haven’t seen or touched, hmm?"

Countless nights they had been totally frank with each other, and they had done what needed to be done countless times; he had seen and touched every corner of her body.

Song Qiao, not as thick-skinned as Lu Jingchen, her face slightly blushed at his words, and she called out his name with a bit of anger, "Lu Jingchen, get up."

Saying this, she stretched out her hand and pushed him.

This time, the man did not intend to keep hovering around her, so he was quickly pushed away and stood up.

Looking at Song Qiao’s face, now carrying a touch of humiliation, Lu Jingchen’s smile deepened, his tall and upright figure standing by the bed, he looked her up and down, the laugh lower, "You look pretty good in this, is this a new nightgown? You should wear this one to sleep from now on."

It was a pale pink spaghetti strap nightgown, quite a fresh style, and whether it was the effect of the nightgown or Song Qiao’s good figure, at this moment she looked indescribably tempting.

He has always been a man who could control himself, rarely unable to, but since being with Song Qiao, every time he wanted to completely devour this little woman in front of him.

Song Qiao pursed her lips, glanced at the man in front of her whose shamelessness knew no bounds, and without caring anymore, decisively flung off the blanket and stood up to walk out, speaking with a half-smile, "If you say so, I don’t mind. I can wear this to eat, after all, it covers what needs to be covered."

As Song Qiao stood up, Lu Jingchen then noticed that the skirt was so short it could almost reveal the beauty of her waist with a slight bend; his eyes narrowed as he watched Song Qiao’s back as she walked decisively toward the door, his face growing even darker.

Song Qiao had not yet reached the door when the man, having quickly followed a few steps behind her, captured her waist and with a slight force with his large hands, she was suddenly pulled into his embrace.

Song Qiao’s forehead collided directly with the buttons on the man’s shirt chest, the pain making her inadvertently furrow her brows, almost reflexively wanting to touch it, but a large hand had already covered her small hand.

Then, from above her head came the man’s deep, slight voice, "See, you’re so careless, did it hurt?"

It wasn’t the first time she experienced Lu Jingchen’s tenderness towards her, but even though he was often gentle with her, she still felt something was slightly off, yet she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what.

Song Qiao didn’t struggle, allowing him to hold her in his embrace, lifting her delicate face, she asked, "Lu Jingchen, do you really like me?"

He paused for a moment, his deep eyes staring at her, his voice low, "Yes, I do."

Song Qiao immediately showed a brilliant smile on her face, tiptoed, and kissed her chin, saying, "I like you too."

Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Lu Jingchen looked at the delicate face before him, his eyes deepening.

...

When Huayi Media Group first released the news about the cast of their new movie, Song Qiao had already been resting at home for half a month, and her waist injury was almost healed.

Qin Zhe and An Ke were lucky to pass the audition, with Qin Zhe playing the third male lead in the movie. Although it was a third male lead, it was a very important role in that movie, and she had read the script for that role, feeling it was tailor-made for Qin Zhe.

As for An Ke, she played the female lead during her youth. Although it was only a one or two episodes’ appearance, they were still very lucky among the newcomers.

Since it was the weekend, Lu Jingchen was also staying at home. Song Qiao sat on the daybed in the bedroom a little distracted, staring at the outside scenery for a while before standing up to think about informing Lu Jingchen about going back to work on Monday. Just then, Mother Chen appeared at the bedroom door.

Song Qiao looked at Mother Chen and asked with a smile, "Mother Chen, do you need me for something?"

"It’s like this, madam, Miss Zuo Yuqing is outside looking for the master. The master is busy in the study and he instructed us not to disturb him for now, so I came to ask if you would like me to invite Miss Zuo in?"

Song Qiao paused and then responded with a smile, "Okay, let her wait in the living room for now. I’ll inform Jingchen later."

She didn’t know what Zuo Yuqing wanted with Lu Jingchen, but now she no longer wanted to dwell on the matters between Jingchen and Yuqing.

After all, what’s meant to be hers will eventually be hers, and it’s pointless to fuss about things that aren’t.

Just as Song Qiao approached the study door to knock, it was already being opened from inside, revealing a tall and upright figure.

Her hand paused just as she was about to knock, then she lowered it and said with a smile, "I was just about to knock. Miss Zuo is looking for you, she’s waiting in the living room now."

Lu Jingchen frowned slightly but stared at Song Qiao without saying a word.

Song Qiao felt somewhat uncomfortable under Lu Jingchen’s gaze, touching her cheek, "Is there something on my face?"

Even though they had been together so long, she always felt uneasy whenever Lu Jingchen stared at her for more than five seconds.

Perhaps it was because this man’s presence was too overpowering, or maybe... she felt that this man could become a beast at any moment.

"Hmm, I see," Lu Jingchen muttered and then stepped out of the study, immediately taking her hand and saying, "Let’s go down. I had Mother Chen prepare your favorite pastries; they should be almost ready." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

The man’s large hand tightly held her small one, his calloused fingers caressing her palm, and she momentarily forgot to resist.

A sense of unprecedented security emerged in that instant. Lu Jingchen had always been like this, strong-willed yet constantly radiating deep affection towards her, causing her to helplessly fall deeper.

...

Upon reaching the living room, Song Qiao immediately spotted Zuo Yuqing sitting on the sofa, her eyebrows involuntarily furrowing slightly, turning her head to look at Lu Jingchen beside her and deepening her gaze, yet she remained silent.

Zuo Yuqing had always been sitting on the sofa in the living room with a dignified posture, appearing very elegant.

Perhaps hearing some noises, she turned and saw Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao walking hand in hand. Upon noticing their intertwined hands, her facial expression stiffened, and it took several seconds before she regained her smile, albeit somewhat forced, as she looked at Lu Jingchen and spoke softly, "I came today to discuss something with you, I hope I’m not disturbing you both?"

Lu Jingchen glanced at Zuo Yuqing, then led Song Qiao to sit on another sofa across from her, his deep voice sounding very pleasant, "What do you need?"

Song Qiao initially didn’t want to sit with them, as just seeing Zuo Yuqing made her feel suffocated inside, much preferring to eat in the dining room. However, Lu Jingchen gave her no chance to resist and assertively led her to the sofa.