The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 294 - 185 Xiao Qiao, You Are Too Paranoid

"I’m planning to call off our engagement," Lu Jingchen had no sooner finished his words than Xi Mohan had already stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, speaking up directly, "We’re not suitable for each other. She can find a better man. With me, she’d only be wasting her time and youth."

Upon hearing Xi Mohan’s words, Lu Jingchen was rather surprised. After all, Ning Yan’er had been with him for at least six or seven years, and they were considered An City’s most exemplary couple, matching in appearance, family backgrounds, and all aspects perfectly.

Everyone thought they would get married, and everyone also believed that it was a fact even Ning Wan, that little girl, couldn’t change no matter how hard she tried.

Lu Jingchen glanced at him indifferently, then spoke nonchalantly, "You’re saying you’re not suited for each other now, but why didn’t you say this from the start? Mo Han, you should have realized, after all, Yan’er has been by your side for so many years now. Do you think those other guys, including Yan’er’s parents, would agree to your sudden decision?" After a pause, Lu Jingchen continued to remind him, "Mo Han, don’t forget that your position in the Xi family has not been completely secured yet. At such a critical time, if you truly decide to cancel your engagement with Yan’er, it won’t do any good for you, or for those behind you."

Xi Mohan’s thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and the brows usually marked by a scholarly gentleness instantly darkened. His jawline tensed, his expressionless gaze set on the hospital corridor intermittently visited by doctors and nurses.

Because Lu Jingchen had arranged for Ning Wan to stay in the most luxurious ward of the hospital yesterday, the patients who could stay on this floor were either rich or noble, and not many were hospitalized, so it was very quiet. Only some doctors and nurses, as well as a few family members of patients, moved around, aside from that, so quiet that one could almost hear their own breathing.

Undeniably, what Lu Jingchen said was right.

If he canceled the wedding now, it would not benefit anyone, and his own losses would be even greater. It might also mean that all his previous efforts would go to waste because of this incident.

Xi Mohan was well aware of the pros and cons. Marrying Ning Yan’er was indeed beneficial and harmless to him.

But now, at this moment, Xi Mohan didn’t want to continue with her, regardless of these pros and cons, probably because of the woman in the sickroom.

Standing up straight, Xi Mohan didn’t continue the topic, but instead said, "Call me if anything comes up, I’m heading back to the company."

Lu Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not move. Instead, he stood there watching Xi Mohan and said lightly, "Will you come back tonight?"

Xi Mohan was startled, then hummed lightly and promptly left.

...

Lu Jingchen did not immediately enter the ward but stood at the door for quite a while before pushing it open.

Song Qiao was sitting on the sofa in the ward, browsing Weibo posts about Hua Yi Media’s new movie "Life Reversal." Indeed, she saw quite a few discussions about the actors involved, and An Ke and Qin Zhe, as newcomers, were receiving a lot of attention.

The sound of the ward door opening was not very loud, but sitting close to the door, she still heard it. Subconsciously, she looked up to find Lu Jingchen entering the ward, and for some reason she felt a sense of relief in her heart. She stood up and gathered her iPad, pulling at her mouth to ask, "How come you’re here?"

Song Qiao was somewhat speechless. While Lu Jingchen had been moving in and out of the ward, Xi Mohan was maintaining such a quiet presence. Ever since she came to take care of Ning Wan, that man had been waiting outside without coming in.

"You weren’t at work or at home, so I guessed you must be at the hospital. Have you eaten yet? I brought you something to eat," Lu Jingchen walked in and handed her the bag in his hand.

Song Qiao’s nose picked up a crisp and fragrant aroma, her eyes lit up, and she immediately took the bag and quickly walked to the table to open it. Sure enough, it was her favorite dessert. She took one, put it in her mouth, and the taste was deliciously crispy and sweet, undoubtedly relaxing and enjoyable.

Indeed, it was just as delicious as she remembered. Since she started working, she rarely ate these kinds of things. Firstly, because the shop was quite a distance away and secondly, because these treats were ridiculously expensive, it always felt like a pain to eat there just once.

After washing his hands in the bathroom, Lu Jingchen came out to see Song Qiao already finishing off several on her own. He raised an eyebrow but said nothing, sitting on the sofa that Song Qiao had just occupied, picking up her iPad to check the interface to find she had been browsing Weibo.

With a thought, Lu Jingchen directly jumped to Song Qiao’s Weibo homepage to glance at her name, then clicked around a bit.

Song Qiao was feeling better after eating a few desserts, but when she thought of seeing Xi Mohan at the ward door, she turned to look at Lu Jingchen and asked in a low voice to avoid disturbing Ning Wan, "Did you see Xi Mohan outside just now when you were at the door?"

To Song Qiao, Xi Mohan was not particularly likable. If it weren’t for him, Ning Wan wouldn’t be in this state now.

Lu Jingchen hummed lightly without looking up.

Song Qiao, who was enjoying her dessert, almost choked on his reply, and said, "Is he still out there?"

If she remembered correctly, she saw him outside two hours ago.

Most importantly, it seemed that Xi Mohan had been waiting outside since earlier.

Song Qiao couldn’t figure out what that man really wanted to do.

Did he still think he hadn’t caused enough harm to Ning Wan?

"He has already left." Lu Jingchen put down the iPad in his hand and looked up at Song Qiao, who was channeling her sorrow and anger into her appetite for snacks, his eyebrows slightly raised as he asked, "Qiaoqiao, do you not like Mo Han?"

Song Qiao’s dislike was undisguised, clearly showing her disdain for Mo Han.

Lu Jingchen guessed this might be because of Ning Wan, but Song Qiao’s attitude made it difficult for him, caught in the middle.

After all, he himself had grown up as good brothers with Mo Han, and if because of Mo Han his wife started to dislike him too, then it would be a loss too great to bear.

He felt it was necessary to explain things to Song Qiao.

Song Qiao didn’t hide her feelings at all and scoffed directly, without hesitation she said, "Why should I like him? If it weren’t for him, Wanwan wouldn’t be like this now."

"Qiaoqiao," Lu Jingchen sighed upon hearing her words and directly said, "The matter between Ning Wan and Xi Mohan is not something we bystanders can intervene in..."

"What do you mean, Lu Jingchen?" Song Qiao became displeased upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words. She put down the pastry in her hand, looked straight at him, and unconsciously bit her lip, "Are you suggesting that I should just ignore Wanwan? Sorry, but if you really think that way, all I can say is that I can’t do it."

Ning Wan was her best girlfriend and dearest sister, their relationship was even closer than that of sisters related by blood.

If she were to stop caring for Ning Wan, that was simply impossible.

"Qiaoqiao, that’s not what I mean." Lu Jingchen’s eyes deepened, his gaze somber and unclear as he looked at the distinctly unhappy Song Qiao, his expression unchanged as he spoke gently, "You’re being too paranoid. I mean, the relationship between Ning Wan and Xi Mohan needs to be sorted out by themselves, not by us bystanders."

Song Qiao, "..." That seemed somewhat reasonable.

Lu Jingchen didn’t say much more. He believed that after saying so much, Song Qiao would definitely understand what she should do.

After all, on one side was his good brother, and on the other, his wife; being in the middle was truly difficult.

...

Inside the Western restaurant, when Lu Jingchen saw that Zhang’s mother had arrived around five o’clock, he immediately pulled Song Qiao out for dinner.

Holding the menu and flipping through it, Lu Jingchen glanced over the menu and asked Song Qiao across the table without looking up, "Qiaoqiao, what would you like to eat?"

Song Qiao was still somewhat sulking, twirling her glass filled with lemon water, and upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s question, she replied without shifting her gaze, "Anything, anything is fine."

Going out for a meal with Lu Jingchen, it was always the man across her who ordered the food, why would she need to make a choice?

Although she knew Lu Jingchen probably asked because he realized she was in a bad mood, she really had no appetite, let alone any desire to eat anything in particular.

Lu Jingchen directly ordered two of the same dish, which was what Song Qiao usually ate the most. He also ordered a fruit salad for Song Qiao, then handed the menu to the waiter who was waiting nearby.

The restaurant they were in was the one he had first come to with Song Qiao, back when there were two other guys there, and this restaurant was owned by his uncle. Qiaoqiao had her own card for this place.

Their spot was a corner seat by the window, perfectly situated at the turn of the street outside, where they could see the bustling shops and the busy traffic.

"Are you angry?" Lu Jingchen watched Song Qiao’s gloomy expression and chuckled softly before inquiring.

Song Qiao’s hand, which was playing with the cup, paused, and she then looked up at the man opposite her and denied, "No, I’m not."

Lu Jingchen said nothing, raised an eyebrow, and stared steadily at her, his deep eyes reflecting her image like an unfathomable vortex, irresistible and tempting to dive into.

Song Qiao felt uncomfortable under his gaze, shifted her eyes away, and defiantly said, "I really am not angry."