The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 837 - 265: Let’s Make Up and Stop the Cold War, Okay?

Chapter 837: Chapter 265: Let’s Make Up and Stop the Cold War, Okay?

Before meeting Lu Jingchen, Song Qiao once called Ning Wan silly for loving a man like Xi Mohan so deeply, almost to the point of self-destruction.

After she met Lu Jingchen and gradually fell in love with him, she realized that love is often beyond one’s control.

Perhaps sensing that Song Qiao wasn’t sleepy at all, Lu Jingchen directly leaned his head closer to her, his warm breath sprayed directly on her bare skin, his voice carrying a hint of huskiness, "Honey, if you don’t sleep, I’m going to kiss you."

Song Qiao, hearing his words, glared at him, secretly cursing him as shameless, but then seeing he was drunk, she managed to calm the anger inside, gritting her teeth as she spoke, "Let go of me, I can’t sleep when you’re holding me."

His posture was so domineering that she was completely held in his embrace, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially since her legs were spread apart by the man, Lu Jingchen even made her rest one leg across his waist, making her feel extremely embarrassed.

Lu Jingchen blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes, looking at her as she slightly parted her lips, her voice however carried extreme huskiness, "But if I don’t hold you, you’ll go to the guest room to sleep, and I won’t be able to sleep."

Song Qiao, "..." Why is drunk Lu Jingchen so troublesome?

Negotiations broke down, especially when faced with a suddenly unreasonable drunk man, it’s like a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to reason.

Perhaps because Lu Jingchen has been too tired lately, or due to the effect of alcohol, it wasn’t long before the man’s breathing became gradually steady, evidently already asleep.

Even when he was asleep, he still didn’t loosen the hand that held her captive, making Song Qiao feel somewhat uncomfortable, though she tried to struggle a couple of times, the man only held her tighter, eventually forcing her to give up struggling.

Not knowing how long passed, Song Qiao began to feel sleepiness slowly creeping in, and soon she closed her eyes and fell asleep too.

...

The next morning, when Song Qiao woke up, she felt a strong ache in her waist, and even because her hand was confined in the same position for too long, it now felt somewhat numb.

Before she even opened her eyes, she murmured uncomfortably, in her heart already cursing Lu Jingchen once through. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Woken up? Feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Before she opened her eyes, the man’s low and pleasant voice came to her ears as if he was right beside her.

Song Qiao opened her eyes suddenly, and in her vision was an exceedingly handsome face.

Her gaze subtly glanced at the clock on the wall and discovered it was already after seven, yet he was still here?

Not yet caught up to reality, she subconsciously blurted out, "Why haven’t you gone to work?"

Lu Jingchen leaning against the bed, still wearing the bathrobe he changed into after washing the night before, evidently not up yet.

The man’s gaze fell on her, his voice low and steady, carrying even a hint of seductive magnetism, "It’s Saturday, no need to work, are you confused from sleep?"

Song Qiao finally gathered herself at this point, thinking carefully only then realizing afterwards that today was really Saturday, unavoidably feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Slowly she got up, one hand felt so numb it didn’t feel like her own, she shook it directly, speaking coolly, "Oh, I forgot."

Lu Jingchen set his gaze on her hand, slightly furrowing his brows, "Your hand uncomfortable?"

Song Qiao restrained herself from the impulse to grab a pillow and throw it at him.

He still had the nerve to ask, if it weren’t for last night him forcibly confining her not letting her move, her hand wouldn’t be numb from blood flow being cut off due to the position.

But she wasn’t sure if it was her illusion, after waking up from this sleep, she felt the relationship between the two seemed somewhat eased, or this was because of Lu Jingchen’s unilateral improvement in attitude.

’Cold war’ as a term, actually felt quite familiar to her, after all, since marrying Lu Jingchen, the number of times they’ve had cold wars was no small amount.

"Hmm, it’s numb."

Casually tossed out this sentence, then directly lifted the quilt preparing to get out of bed.

Only, in the next second, before her hand which uncovered the quilt could retract, it was suddenly grasped by the man, then before she reacted, it was directly dragged into a broad embrace.

Song Qiao widened her eyes suddenly looking at the man in front of her, vigorously suppressing her urge to scream aloud, "Lu Jingchen, what are you trying to do?"

Lu Jingchen directly lifted his quilt, grabbed her numbed hand with one hand, his handsome face revealing an expression seemingly helpless, "Throwing a tantrum early in the morning is bad for your skin, isn’t it time to let the cold war pass after so long? Hmm?"

The man’s fingertip exerted moderate pressure on her numb hand, helping promote blood circulation in her hand.

Song Qiao felt a burst of embarrassment on her face, wanting to pull back her hand, but the man only gripped it tighter,

A surge of anger rose in her heart, and she immediately spoke up, "It’s obviously your fault, how dare you blame me, Lu Jingchen, you bastard!"

From start to finish, it was him bullying her, and what he just said made it sound like it was her fault.

What was the reason for the cold war, didn’t he even think about it? How could he blame her?

"Hmm? My fault, then I’ll apologize to you now." Lu Jingchen didn’t show any other emotions and, like a true gentleman who knows when to be flexible, immediately lowered his stance, leaned over to kiss her cheek, and said softly, "Let’s make up and not have a cold war, okay? Hmm?"

...

The hard-fought cold war ended just like that, leaving Song Qiao, who was sitting in the dining room eating breakfast after freshening up, wondering if she was too easygoing about it.

Lu Jingchen picked up some bread, spread salad on top, then placed a fried egg on it, and handed it to Song Qiao, saying blandly, "The photographer from the wedding photography company is coming over, and we’ll shoot the wedding photos at the villa this afternoon."

As soon as he said this, Song Qiao happened to be drinking milk, and was caught off guard; the milk she had just sipped went straight into her windpipe, causing her to cough violently.

Seeing her cough so violently, Lu Jingchen couldn’t help but furrow his brows, raised his hand to pat her on the back to help her breathe, with a mix of reproach and concern asked, "Why are you so careless even drinking milk? Are you okay? Feeling any better?"

It took a long time for Song Qiao to gradually come to her senses, and she waved her hand before instinctively looking up at him and asking, "Did you say we’re taking wedding photos at the villa this afternoon?"

"Hmm, I’ve already notified the people from the wedding photography company, they’re coming over soon. Is there a problem?"

"Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" At least tell her in advance. Now, with the photographer about to arrive, they’re only now telling her they’re taking wedding photos today.

She really wasn’t prepared at all, was she?

His thin lips curved slightly, and with his thumb gently wiped the milk from the corner of her mouth, continuing with a slight smile, "Telling you now isn’t too late, is it? It’s just taking wedding photos, no need to prepare anything special."

Since Lu Jingchen was sitting right next to her, and had just helped her by patting her back to ease her breathing, one of his large hands was still resting on the back of her chair, and the other hand was helping wipe the milk from the corner of her mouth; the posture looked incredibly intimate.

This made Song Qiao, who wasn’t very thick-skinned to begin with, blush deeply on both cheeks; she shifted her head back to put some distance between them and instinctively asked, "Have you taken photos before?"

The man slightly furrowed his brows and looked at her, but replied mildly with two words, "No, never."

This was his first marriage, how could he have taken wedding photos before?

What was in this woman’s head, thinking he had done it before?

"You’ve never done it, so how do you know there’s nothing to prepare?"

Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on her, and a faint smile played on his lips before he leaned closer and said, "I’ve already had the wedding dress prepared. It’ll be delivered here soon. The jewelry, necklaces, rings, and other accessories have already been brought to the villa. Do you still need to prepare anything? All you need to do is let them doll you up a bit, put on a little makeup, and take a few pictures, right?"

Song Qiao, "..." But a little mental preparation would be nice, wouldn’t it?

Like now, he suddenly tells her they’re taking wedding photos today. It’s not a surprise, it’s a shock, and she wasn’t prepared at all.

Although she knew wedding photos were part of getting married, since Lu Jingchen never mentioned going for a shoot, she thought he might be planning to have their photos Photoshopped into wedding pictures.

Apparently, some people do just that.

"President." At this moment, Assistant Xue appeared at the doorway of the dining room.

The couple looked at him simultaneously, and Assistant Xue immediately spoke up, "The wedding dress has arrived. Does Madam need to try it on?"

Song Qiao seemed surprised and asked Lu Jingchen, "Do I need to try on the wedding dress now?"

Lu Jingchen nodded and explained, "The wedding dress was custom-made, and we’re not sure if any alterations are needed. After breakfast, you can try it on. If it needs alterations, they can be done here."

Song Qiao understood that the wedding dress they’d be using for the photoshoot wasn’t the same one she tried on some time ago.

But since she’d never had wedding photos taken before, and people often say the bride looks the most beautiful in wedding photos, she was still looking forward to it.

Especially... taking wedding photos with the man beside her...

...

Ning Wan received a call from Song Qiao saying that she was going to take wedding photos today, and immediately put down what she was doing and drove herself over.

Since Ning Yan’er previously plotted to take her shares, Ning Wan had no intention of keeping silent anymore. She had personally sought out a lawyer and planned to take Ning Yan’er to court.

She had been busy with these matters for a while.