The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1087 - 474: The Origin of Our Son’s Name

Song Qiao paused with her cup in hand, directly looking at Lu Jingchen and asking, "Do you know where Xi Mohan took Ning Wan?"

Shen Yi had called her this morning, telling her that he had sent people to search all night but still couldn’t find any trace of Xi Mohan and Ning Wan.

He even went to that woman Fang Qing, yet found nothing.

Since Shen Yi didn’t know what Xi Mohan might do to Ning Wan and feared he might harm her, he called Song Qiao, hoping to get a clue from Lu Jingchen.

Initially, Song Qiao didn’t have much hope. Although Xi Mohan and Lu Jingchen were good brothers, Xi Mohan would probably guard against her and not tell Lu Jingchen where they were.

However, in the next second, Lu Jingchen calmly said, "At Shengjing, Ning Wan fainted last night. Mohan didn’t take her to the hospital; he brought her back to Shengjing for the family doctor to see her. She’s awake and fever-free now, but I can’t guarantee what Mohan might do."

He knew his brother well, considering Xi Mohan’s methods.

Especially now that Mohan desperately wanted some answers, and Ning Wan was so stubborn that even ten bulls couldn’t pull her away. Lu Jingchen was sure that no matter how Mohan pressed Ning Wan, she’d remain tight-lipped.

Thinking about what happened between Xi Mohan and Ning Wan gave Lu Jingchen a headache.

Though he used to think he and Song Qiao faced many struggles and it wasn’t easy being together, comparing them to Xi Mohan and Ning Wan made him feel fortunate.

After all... there was a life between Xi Mohan and Ning Wan.

And Song Qiao didn’t know about it.

Song Qiao fell silent, sitting there in a daze.

Lu Jingchen took a sip of coffee just brewed by someone, noticing Song Qiao’s lack of reaction from the corner of his eye. He slightly raised his eyebrow, then looked at Song Qiao and said, "Qiaoqiao, if you don’t eat breakfast properly, Wangshu will be late for school."

Song Qiao snapped back to reality, glanced at him, but didn’t start eating immediately. Instead, she asked him, "Can I ask you a question?"

Lu Jingchen remained expressionless, "You can ask two questions."

Song Qiao, "...I want to know how Wangshu’s name came about."

She suddenly remembered something Tan Shuya said to her at the Lu Family Mansion about her son’s name.

At the time, Tan Shuya said that Lu Wangshu’s name was actually chosen because of her name since she had the character "Shu" in it, leading Lu Jingchen to name his son ’Lu Wangshu.’

Wangshu, Wangshu, hoping for Tan Shuya?

This question lingered in Song Qiao’s mind, making her feel very uncomfortable, and she decided to take advantage of the day and clarify it with Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen paused, put down his coffee, and calmly said, "In front, Wangshu is the first chariot, then Feilian urges them all."

He didn’t explain directly but recited a line of poetry.

Song Qiao was startled and instinctively said, "Chu Ci?"

The man nodded, picking up the knife and fork to cut the sandwich into small pieces, "You once said your favorite was Chu Ci, so I directly chose our son’s name from it. Of course... if you don’t like the name, we can change it."

Song Qiao bit her lip and said, "I thought the origin of our son’s name was related to Tan Shuya."

Lu Jingchen furrowed his eyebrows slightly confused, "What’s it got to do with that woman?"

"Because her name also contains ’Shu’."

Lu Jingchen coldly snorted, saying, "When I named our son, I didn’t even know who she was."

The truth was, the name was already decided when Song Qiao was still around because one night, Song Qiao asked him whether he liked boys or girls. She said if they had a son, they should find a nice name from Chu Ci, and the next day, he really did flip through Chu Ci and fell in love with the name ’Wangshu.’

A while ago, their son also asked about the origin of his name, and he explained that it was chosen from Chu Ci because Song Qiao liked it.

Then their son asked why not name him Chu Ci?

At that moment, the image of a man surnamed Chu—Chu Munan—flashed through Lu Jingchen’s mind.

The result was that Lu Wangshu got a spanking from his dad.

Song Qiao instantly felt much better inside, saying, "Our son’s name sounds lovely, no need to change it."

Lu Jingchen gave him a deep look but didn’t say anything.

...

After breakfast, Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao took Lu Wangshu to school.

Lu Wangshu, aged four, attended the only private kindergarten in An City, with an extraordinarily high annual fee, reaching six figures. Thus, the children attending were very wealthy, and ordinary families couldn’t afford to send their kids there.

The car stopped directly at the kindergarten entrance. They arrived neither too early nor too late, just in time for everyone else bringing their kids. Many cars were parked at the entrance, including two or three sports cars and extended limousines, creating a rare scenic spot there.

Song Qiao got out of the passenger seat and walked to the back to lift Lu Wangshu out, setting him on the ground. The little guy looked up at her expectantly and asked, "Mom, will you pick me up after school?"

Seeing her son’s eager face, her heart softened, and she nodded, "Of course, when school ends in the afternoon, your dad and I will come to pick you up, even if your dad is busy, mom will come by herself."

Lu Wangshu nodded, then looked at the car, just in time to see Lu Jingchen getting out from the driver’s seat. He quickly motioned for Song Qiao to bend down, and when she saw he had something to whisper, she really bent down.

Lu Wangshu leaned close to Song Qiao’s ear and said, "Mom, actually, if you come alone, it’s okay; whether dad comes or not doesn’t matter."

Humph! Dad hogged mom all to himself last night, not even letting me be cuddled, saying I’m too old and it’s embarrassing for mom to hold me.

Dad is so petty; I don’t like him anymore.

Besides, if mom comes alone, I can ask mom to take me to see my little sister.