The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Xiao Qiao, Now You Are My Wife

Lu Jingchen paused, unable to keep up with Song Qiao’s train of thought, and forcibly held back his laughter before saying directly, "If you really want to go forward with it, that’s fine. But if your uncle finds out, he might worship you first!"

Who would have thought that Song Qiao could be so adorable?

Song Qiao pursed her lips and stayed silent, her hands tightly clutching the straps of her bag, feeling as though it was heavier than usual.

This was entirely a psychological issue.

After getting in the car, Song Qiao initially wanted to sit in the back seat, but Lu Jingchen had her sit in the front passenger seat. As the car entered the driveway, the man’s distinctively jointed hands held the steering wheel, and he slightly turned his head to look at the woman in the passenger seat and asked, "Do you want me to take you back to the office or home?"

Song Qiao sat in the front passenger seat, so nervous she didn’t know where to place her hands and feet. Hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, she quickly exclaimed "Ah" and then said somewhat awkwardly, "I’ve taken the day off today, take me home, please!"

Lu Jingchen gave a light hum in agreement and then, as if struck by a thought, said, "In that case, how about you help me pack my suitcase and then drop me off at the airport?"

Perhaps it was his wishes, but at this moment, Lu Jingchen actually hoped Song Qiao could go to see his living place, since after all, Song Qiao was now his wife.

He couldn’t say he loved Song Qiao, as they had just gotten married, but he certainly didn’t just meet her yesterday, unlike Song Qiao.

If talking about familiarity, he had known Song Qiao for years already, but back then, with her eyes only for another, she simply didn’t notice anyone else, let alone him when he was just twenty.

Song Qiao originally wanted to refuse, but her mouth was quicker than her brain and she inadvertently responded affirmative. Only after realizing what she had agreed to, did she wish she could smack herself.

Twenty minutes later, the car pulled into a well-known villa complex in An City. Song Qiao, looking around at the luxurious place she had only seen on the news and never visited before, couldn’t help but admire how the wealthy live, reflecting on her old dream of one day making enough money to buy a villa here for her grandfather.

The car stopped in front of a villa, and as the two got out and walked inside, Song Qiao couldn’t help but marvel again at what luxury and living the high life really meant.

Since Lu Jingchen disliked others intruding on his life, there were no housemaids in the villa, only a part-time cleaner came daily to clean the house.

"Go upstairs and help me pack my suitcase; I’m going to take a shower!" As he walked, unfastening his tie and shirt buttons, Lu Jingchen issued orders to Song Qiao.

Song Qiao paused, pointing to her own face as she asked, "I should help you pack your suitcase?"

Packing wasn’t something she couldn’t do, but she had never packed for someone of the opposite sex before and had no clear idea what needed to be packed or left out, especially since that person was Lu Jingchen.

What if she did a poor job or packed the wrong things?

Lu Jingchen stopped walking to look at her, also noticing her hesitation. He smiled and said, "I’ve already packed a little. Just a few sets of clothes need to be added. Just help me pack a few clothing items, and that’ll be it." Lastly, he added, "Little Qiao, you are now my wife, and these are things you’ll have to get used to!"