The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 826 - 255: Can You Tell Me What That Pot of Unknown Substance Is?

Chapter 826: Chapter 255: Can You Tell Me What That Pot of Unknown Substance Is?

Ning Wan rolled her eyes internally as she watched the slightly awkward explanation from the old master Lu, almost blurting out, ’Explanation is concealment, concealment is the truth.’

However, she had heard quite a bit about the old master Lu.

She knew that what mattered most in his life was his reputation, so doing something as low as kidnapping was indeed beneath him.

...

Lu Tianming woke up around three in the afternoon.

Opening his eyes to the familiar ceiling above, the man felt a slight headache and furrowed his brows, but seconds later, as if suddenly recalling something, he sat up straight.

Scanning the furniture in the bedroom with a few glances, without a second thought or hesitation, he threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Everyone was gathered in the first-floor living room, including Ning Wan, Xi Mohan, the old master Lu, Xu Qian, and Zuo Yuqing.

Originally, Xi Mohan intended to let Ning Wan go back and rest, but Ning Wan was utterly adamant, even warning Xi Mohan that if he dared say another word, she’d immediately blacklist his phone number.

The man, usually domineering and naturally regal, found himself unable to utter a word under the threat of a petite woman, his expression turning frighteningly dark.

Zuo Yuqing was quite familiar with Xi Mohan, since she was good sisters with Ning Yan’er, and back when Ning Yan’er was with Xi Mohan, she interacted quite a bit with him.

But ever since Xi Group personally announced Xi Mohan’s cancellation of the engagement with the Ning Family’s eldest daughter, she immediately understood that it must be because of Ning Wan that Xi Mohan broke off with Ning Yan’er.

Due to Song Qiao, Zuo Yuqing was also not particularly fond of Ning Wan, but seeing Xi Mohan somewhat obedient to Ning Wan now surprised her quite a lot.

She understood perfectly well that a man like Xi Mohan wasn’t someone anyone could manage, and even when Ning Yan’er was with Xi Mohan, Zuo Yuqing felt that Xi Mohan wouldn’t be Ning Yan’er’s final stop because he wasn’t someone Ning Yan’er could control.

But witnessing the current scene, she truly believed Ning Wan was the only one who could keep pace with Xi Mohan.

Lu Jingchen descended with a change of clothes; previously, when he fainted, no one dared to remove them, except perhaps Xi Mohan, who clearly had no interest in helping Lu Jingchen change.

The first to see Lu Jingchen coming down was Zuo Yuqing, and upon seeing the cold, expressionless man appear at the staircase, she first hesitated, then immediately stood up, her gentle voice tinged with care as she spoke, "Jingchen, you’re awake."

Zuo Yuqing’s voice and actions caused everyone to coincidentally look towards the staircase.

Lu Jingchen scanned the living room without replying to Zuo Yuqing but frowned slightly, then called out, "Aunt Chen."

The busy Aunt Chen in the kitchen promptly came out, called to Lu Jingchen, and hurriedly said, "Sir, you’re awake. I made some porridge. Would you like some now?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

After all, he hadn’t eaten anything since last night, and the gentleman was still running a fever; he needed to eat something.

Lu Jingchen furrowed his brows but replied with a question, "Has Madam returned?"

Aunt Chen’s face changed as she shook her head, "Not yet."

Upon hearing Aunt Chen’s reply, Lu Jingchen’s expression immediately darkened, and he strode towards the villa entrance.

Xu Qian, as a mother, naturally couldn’t stand seeing this, and as Lu Jingchen passed by them, she quickly stood up and grabbed her son’s arm, her voice choked with concern and sadness as she said, "Jingchen, you still have a fever, and your wound is slightly worsening. You haven’t eaten all day. At least eat something before you continue. If this goes on, before you find Song Qiao, you’ll have already collapsed."

Xu Qian’s words were valid, expressing her concern as a mother.

Lu Jingchen did not shake off his mother’s hand and halted, his brows still furrowed, finally uttering a single word, "Alright."

Due to Song Qiao’s disappearance, he hadn’t eaten anything since returning yesterday.

Upon hearing her son’s words, Xu Qian immediately broke into a smile and quickly instructed Aunt Chen, "Aunt Chen, please go bring the porridge to the dining room now."

"Oh, alright," Aunt Chen promptly agreed but did not immediately act; instead, she glanced at the people in the living room and spoke, "Sir, along with the old master and madam, they haven’t eaten today either, so why don’t..."

"Let’s all eat together," without waiting for Aunt Chen to finish, Lu Jingchen had already spoken.

...

Song Qiao awoke from her sleep, not knowing what day it was, feeling a bit confused as she sat on the bed and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings. It took her a moment to react, blinking as she tried to recall, finally remembering that she had been ’picked up’ by Chu Munan’s subordinates.

As she was in a daze, the door suddenly opened from outside, and Chu Munan appeared directly at the entrance. Seeing Song Qiao sitting on the bed in a daze, he hadn’t expected her to have just woken up. He was slightly stunned and raised his eyebrows while looking at the woman with messy hair, and straightforwardly said, "Awake? I thought you were going to sleep until tonight."

The sudden sound directly startled Song Qiao from her daze. She turned her head and instantly met Chu Munan’s deep eyes. Her hands reacted faster than her brain, quickly grabbing a pillow and tossing it over, "Chu Munan, before coming in, don’t you know it’s polite to knock first? What if I’m not dressed?"

I’m shocked, this guy actually didn’t knock before entering.

Song Qiao’s pillow throw was quite forceful and accurate, aiming directly at Chu Munan.

He caught the flying pillow with his empty hand, not angered by her actions. He tugged at the corner of his mouth to reveal a faint smile and responded with a question, "Do you have the habit of sleeping naked?"

Song Qiao, "...You’re the one with the habit of sleeping naked, your whole family sleeps naked."

This guy’s words are really not pleasing at all.

"If not, then what are you worried about?"

Song Qiao gritted her teeth, glaring at the man standing at the door, "I’m a woman, you’re a man, anyhow, it’s me who suffers. What if I was changing clothes in here?"

Chu Munan looked her up and down and then chuckled, "The premise is that you have clothes to change into right now."

Song Qiao, "..." was at a loss for words.

After showering last night, she realized she forgot to bring the clothes Jack had bought from the living room, so she was only wearing a bathrobe.

...

After changing clothes and going downstairs, she saw a man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor making a phone call.

The tall and slender man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, standing with his back towards her at the window. Just seeing his back was already somewhat mesmerizing, as if admiring an aesthetically pleasing painting.

Chu Munan’s appearance tends to be the handsome and delicate type, distinctly different in aura from Lu Jingchen.

Perhaps sensing someone behind him, Chu Munan abruptly turned his head, looking at the woman standing at the stairs, in a daze. He smiled, instructed the person on the phone, then hung up. Giving her a meaningful look, he spoke, "Miss Song, could it be you’re falling in love with me just by looking at my back?"

The unexpected comment snapped Song Qiao back to reality as she met his meaningful gaze, unable to resist shivering slightly.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, smiled, and replied, "You’re overthinking it."

Damn, she’s not a fangirl who’d fall for a handsome guy just like that.

Chu Munan didn’t mind Song Qiao’s denial and straightforwardly said, "There’s still some porridge in the kitchen, specially kept for you. If you’re hungry, go ahead and eat."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao suddenly felt a bit hungry and without any pretense, directly said, "Thank you," and headed towards the kitchen.

There were no servants in the villa; apparently, Chu Munan also didn’t like having servants. It was surrounded by his subordinates who were armed and trained meticulously, dressed in black.

After changing clothes, she went to the balcony to check the surroundings and saw the black-clad men training strictly on the lawn outside, for a moment feeling like she had entered a military camp.

The kitchen was very clean, obviously not frequently used, and when she cooked for this man last night, she discovered it seemed not used for a long time, apart from the numerous ingredients prepared in the fridge.

There was a sand pot on the stove, simmering on a low flame. Song Qiao glanced around the kitchen and quickly realized the porridge was there.

She walked over, picked up a towel to open the lid, only to freeze in disbelief when she saw what was supposed to be ’porridge’ in the pot.

She put down the lid and promptly turned to the kitchen door, addressing the man in the living room, "Chu Munan, could you come over here?"

"What’s the matter?"

Seeing that he didn’t come over, Song Qiao didn’t rush him but gritted her teeth, "Could you tell me what that unidentifiable substance in the pot is?"

Hearing this, the originally calm man suddenly appeared visibly embarrassed.