The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 997 - 396: Song Qiao Playing Dirty

When Song Qiao heard this, she immediately felt there was hope. A big smile appeared on her face as she said, "Actually, you’re taking care of your son on your own, working, traveling from time to time, and sometimes working overtime..."

Before Song Qiao could finish, Lu Jingchen swept his indifferent gaze over, "Speak plainly."

Song Qiao, "..." Isn’t what she’s saying plain enough?

However, because of Lu Jingchen’s words, she decided not to beat around the bush and got straight to the point, "What I mean is actually quite simple. Anyway, I will be in An City for a long time. Why don’t you let me take care of Wangshu?"

"Impossible." Lu Jingchen refused without even thinking.

Song Qiao’s smile froze. In fact, she had prepared a lot of words to try and persuade Lu Jingchen, but now she felt an impulse to curse.

She found that Lu Jingchen was really unsuitable for conversation, capable of ending a topic within minutes.

When Song Qiao suddenly stopped speaking, the man remained impassive. His voice was indifferent, "If there’s nothing more to say, eat breakfast."

Song Qiao looked at Lu Jingchen, her eyes full of dissatisfaction with him, yet the man seemed to not notice her accusatory gaze, and just took care of his son, feeding him breakfast.

In the end, Song Qiao directly conceded defeat.

"..."

After breakfast, true to his word, Lu Jingchen handed Wangshu over to the nanny once she arrived and prepared to leave with Song Qiao.

Initially, Song Qiao didn’t want to leave, but Lu Jingchen simply threw out a sentence, "You can choose not to leave, but then you’ll have to stay by my side and never discuss divorce again..."

Hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, Song Qiao almost without thinking, immediately stepped towards the black Maybach parked outside.

Watching the woman’s back, the man’s face turned sullen again, feeling a gnawing frustration towards this little woman. He wished he could just grab her and spank her, to see if she would dare again.

However, such thoughts... were nothing more than thoughts for now.

Lu Jingchen chose to drive himself, not having the driver come over.

Walking to the Maybach, Song Qiao paused in her steps, turned back to look at Lu Jingchen, and asked, "Where’s my luggage, my phone, and my ID?"

It’s been a whole day and night without contacting Gu Xiyan and Shinian. She didn’t even know how they were, whether they were very worried about her disappearance.

The man calmly glanced at her, took out the car key, pressed a button, and unhurriedly explained, "They’re in the car."

Hearing this, Song Qiao immediately turned and walked to the Maybach, opened the door, and immediately saw her suitcase inside the car, along with her handbag, and her phone placed to the side. She opened her handbag but didn’t see her passport or ID card.

Song Qiao immediately turned to look at Lu Jingchen and asked, "Where are my passport and ID card?"

The man remained expressionless, "How should I know? They’re not with me."

Song Qiao fixed her gaze on him, gritting her teeth, "Aren’t they with you? If they’re not with you, did they grow legs and walk away on their own? Before I fainted yesterday, my passport and ID card were clearly in my bag. You’re the one who took them."

"I didn’t take them."

Hearing Lu Jingchen’s response, she nearly exploded with anger, and seeing the man so righteously composed, she was so infuriated she started speaking without thinking, "You didn’t take them, did they grow legs and walk away then?"

"Maybe they did."

"Lu Jingchen, are you being reasonable at all? You don’t want me to leave, so you keep my passport and ID card? Give them back to me, or else I won’t let this go."

The man remained indifferent, glancing down at her, yet not addressing the main point, but instead teasingly asking, "How are you not letting this go?"

Song Qiao, "..." Damn it, communication is impossible.

This man is simply unreasonable.

Now, Song Qiao was so angry her chest hurt. Thinking about this man’s attitude today and his current demeanor, she inexplicably felt aggrieved and directly sat down on the floor, being as stubborn as him, "Lu Jingchen, if you don’t return my passport and ID card, I won’t leave here."

The man looked down at Song Qiao, who was sitting on the ground without caring about the dirt, and a slight, almost indiscernible smile tugged at the corners of his lips, "Really not leaving?"

"Return my passport and ID card, and I’ll leave."

"What if I don’t return them?"

Upon hearing his words, Song Qiao immediately grasped the key point in his words, becoming somewhat agitated and gritting her teeth, "You still say they’re not with you?"

"What does it matter if they are with me?"

"Give it back to me."

"Depends on my mood."

"Lu Jingchen, you... you’re a jerk," Song Qiao said.

The man was in a great mood, his tone even carried a hint of delight, "Are you coming?"

Song Qiao gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with anger as she glared at him, "I’m not coming."

Lu Jingchen didn’t say anything, he gave her a deep look, then neither did anything nor said anything, and directly turned to walk inside the villa.

Song Qiao was dumbfounded as she watched Lu Jingchen turn and leave.

Shouldn’t the man at least try to persuade her again?

The man’s pace wasn’t very fast, but maybe because of his long legs, his steps were big, so he covered a not-so-far distance in just a few steps. Song Qiao immediately stood up from the ground, walked a few steps to him, grabbed Lu Jingchen’s hand, and asked anxiously, "Lu Jingchen, what do you mean by this?"

The man stopped in his tracks, turned to look at her, his face unchanged, "Didn’t you say you’re not coming? Since you’re not coming, I’ll go back and be with my son..."

"You..." Song Qiao was infuriated, surprisingly unable to retaliate.

The two of them stared at each other for a good while, finally, Song Qiao conceded first, "Fine, I’ll go, isn’t that enough? Considering my passport and ID are temporarily being kept by you, is that okay?"

The man pressed his lips and said nothing.

Song Qiao treated his silence as agreement, dragged his hand towards the nearby Maybach, and while walking, she muttered, "Even if you want me not to leave An City, you should at least give me time. Forcing me like this, I’ll be very resentful."

Lu Jingchen watched her back, his thin lips lightly pressed, but he said nothing. When his gaze fell on the place she was holding his hand, his gaze became heated. When Song Qiao led Lu Jingchen to the side of the car, she let go of his hand, ran to the back, picked up the phone she had casually placed earlier, tried to call Gu Xiyan or Shinian, but found the phone off, and promptly pressed the power button.

Lu Jingchen directly walked to the driver’s seat, opened the car door, and sat inside.

Song Qiao originally wanted to sit in the back, but the man glanced over, and she heard his deep, slightly sexy voice say, "Sit in the front."

Song Qiao replied with an "Oh" and did not refuse. She took her phone and obediently walked to the front passenger seat, opened the car door, and sat inside.

Now, she had zero resistance, and couldn’t afford to anger this man, otherwise, her passport and ID would be out of reach.

Very soon, the car started and drove towards the outside of the villa.

As soon as Song Qiao turned on her phone, texts and missed calls started pouring in relentlessly, her heart skipped a beat. She looked through the messages and missed calls, almost all were from Shinian and Gu Xiyan, even Gu Qing and Ji Sifan too. After looking at a few texts, they were all worried, thinking something had happened to her...

She tilted her head with some resentment and looked at the man beside her. It was all his fault for taking her phone, making everyone think something had happened to her.

Lu Jingchen sensed Song Qiao’s gaze, slightly tilted his head to glance at her before focusing on her phone, then regained his attention, earnestly driving.

Song Qiao mumbled quietly, "Even more annoying than five years ago."

Her voice was small, but Lu Jingchen still heard it. The man’s grip on the steering wheel paused, his eyes deepened, but he said nothing.

She directly replied to Gu Xiyan and Shinian, Gu Qing and Ji Sifan’s messages, and shortly after Ji Sifan’s call came in.

The phone rang, the man glanced at the name displayed on the screen, his jaw instantly tightened.

However, Song Qiao acted as if she didn’t perceive his odd reaction, swiped to answer, and placed the phone to her ear, warmly greeting, "Ji Sifan..."

Over the phone, Ji Sifan heard Song Qiao’s voice, the heart he was holding onto finally relaxed, he let out a sigh of relief, but his tone still carried a hint of anger, "Song Qiao, what’s going on with you? Why was your phone off yesterday and unreachable? Do you know the driver was at the airport not being able to contact you, nearly drove him mad? Do you understand how many people were worried about you?"

Maybe he was truly angry, so even Ji Sifan’s voice lost control, practically shouting and scolding at Song Qiao.

Song Qiao instinctively held the phone away from her ear a bit, yet she could still hear Ji Sifan’s voice.

Once Ji Sifan finished venting, she placed the phone back to her ear and apologetically said, "I won’t dare next time, don’t be angry, calm down, getting angry easily ages you."

"Song Qiao, I’m talking seriously with you, don’t mess around with me, okay?"

Song Qiao felt very helpless, muttering, "Aren’t I speaking with you in a very serious tone now? When did I mess around?"

"Song Qiao, do you want to repeat that?"

Instantly, Ji Sifan’s extremely dissatisfied and slightly angry voice came through the phone.

Song Qiao, "..." So, basically, you want me to stay silent.