The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 885 - 303: Murong Rui’s Best Friend

Song Qiao looked at his jet-black hair, and suddenly found it amusing, directly saying, "Lu Jingchen, why are you doing this?"

From beginning to end, she completely couldn’t understand this man. Even though they had been married for so long now, she still couldn’t understand him at all.

Lu Jingchen heard Song Qiao’s words but said nothing. After fastening her seatbelt, he directly walked around to the driver’s seat and got in.

Song Qiao turned her head to look at the man driving, who didn’t spare her a glance. She pressed her lips together, momentarily unsure of what would be best to say.

Since Lu Jingchen didn’t speak, she naturally didn’t speak either.

After the car reached the city center, they didn’t head straight to the filming set. Instead, the man drove directly to a breakfast shop and parked the car.

Song Qiao turned her head to look at the restaurant in front of her, blinking for a long moment before speaking, "Why did you drive here?"

"To eat breakfast." The man remained expressionless, turning off the engine and pulling out the key, then immediately opened the door and got out of the car. Instead of walking directly into the breakfast shop, he walked around to the passenger side and opened the door. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Song Qiao didn’t have time to react before she felt the car door next to her open, and then the man’s body leaned in. When she looked down, she happened to see the man lightly pressed his lips together, but there was a gentle look on his face.

The seatbelt was unfastened by the man, and she immediately felt herself being lifted horizontally and placed on the ground.

The familiar masculine scent filled her nostrils, and for a moment, she genuinely wanted to push him away, not wanting him to touch her.

"Let’s go, let’s have breakfast first, then I’ll take you directly to the filming set." Although Lu Jingchen asked, he didn’t wait for her answer, and directly held her hand, leading her into the breakfast shop.

It seemed that Lu Jingchen was very familiar with this breakfast shop. He walked in casually and found a seat, raising his hand to call a waiter over to start ordering.

This restaurant didn’t look very upscale; one could say it was just an ordinary breakfast shop. With Lu Jingchen’s status, he ought not to be coming to such a place for breakfast.

Noticing the doubt in Song Qiao’s eyes, Lu Jingchen brought over two pairs of disposable chopsticks, sterilizing them with hot water, and then addressed the woman in front of him, "This is where I used to come often with my foster parents. This place has been open for decades now, with a good reputation, and a wide variety of breakfast options. Many people like to come here to eat..."

Upon hearing Lu Jingchen mention his foster parents, Song Qiao’s hands, resting at her sides, tightened unconsciously, and she pursed her rosy lips without speaking.

Since most of the breakfast items here were already made and steamed in a steamer, it was very convenient to just take them out when someone came to eat. So, they hadn’t sat down for long before the waiter already came over and served the breakfast.

Looking at the hot and delicious breakfast before her, Song Qiao, possibly due to her poor mood, didn’t have much appetite.

However, the man seemed oblivious to this, directly placing the chopsticks into her hand, and said in a relatively gentle tone, "Have breakfast first."

Song Qiao was forced to hold the disposable chopsticks. Her gaze fell on the breakfast in front of her. After poking around with the chopsticks, she lowered her head and started eating.

After just a couple of bites, the sound of high heels on the floor suddenly came from behind, and a faint scent of perfume, not too strong but noticeable, reached her nose. Even though Song Qiao usually didn’t like the smell of perfume, she surprisingly didn’t find it offensive this time.

Before she could lift her head to see who it was, a gentle female voice reached her ears, "Jingchen? So it really is you. I thought I was seeing things from over there. Who would’ve thought it was actually you? How do you have time to come to my shop for breakfast today?"

Hearing this voice, Song Qiao found it pleasing to the ear, but the owner of the voice seemed overly familiar, causing her to furrow her brows slightly. Slowly lifting her head, she saw a graceful figure walk past her and stop in front of Lu Jingchen.

Due to the position, Song Qiao could only see the woman’s profile, long hair, and vividly red lips. But just at a glance, she immediately recognized her as a high-value beauty.

Lu Jingchen looked up at the newcomer and immediately recognized who she was. Instinctively, glancing at Song Qiao across from him, he noticed she had once again lowered her head, quietly eating with her chopsticks clutched tightly in her hand. Turning to the person standing beside him, his expression remained as composed as ever, and he said, after moving his thin lips slightly, "Weren’t you studying abroad? Why are you here?"

The girl looked about twenty, around Murong Rui’s age, with delicate features and a somewhat flamboyant makeup look, appearing quite beautiful.

Li Man’s face lit up with a dazzling smile. She directly pulled out the chair beside her and sat down, positioning herself between Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao. It was unclear whether she deliberately didn’t see Song Qiao or pretended not to, but her eyes remained fixed on Lu Jingchen, never glancing at Song Qiao once.

"Xiaorui is back, so I came back with her. It’s just that she returned a week earlier than me, and I only got back to An City two days ago. So I haven’t had a chance to look for you, Jingchen. I hope you don’t mind?" The young girl blinked her eyes persistently, making one wonder if she was wearing colored contacts, as her simplistic blinking somehow conveyed a charming and pitiful feeling.

It was as if not looking for Lu Jingchen was a genuine mistake on her part.

Listening to her words, Lu Jingchen didn’t feel much extra emotion. To him, the girl in front of him wasn’t very familiar, but because Li Man and Murong Rui were close friends, Li Man often visited the Lu Family, and they had met a few times.

As for Li Man’s seemingly familiar way of calling him ’Jingchen,’ it made Lu Jingchen slightly furrow his brows.

He felt a bit uncomfortable with that appellation. Whenever he heard someone call him like that, he wanted to correct them directly, though it was somewhat different with Murong Rui. After all, Murong Rui could be considered his sister, and she had been calling him that for over ten years, so he was long used to it.

The man’s expression remained composed as usual, but he gave a respectful response, "It’s nothing, I’ve just been a little busy lately."