The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1234 - 611: Nan Moyan Confronts Lu Jingchen

Song Qiao heard his slightly jealous words, was momentarily stunned, and then burst into laughter, saying, "Why are you even jealous of my brother? From the time I was born until I met him, I never knew he existed. When I was very young, I once saw my mom crying alone, and now I understand that back then she thought my brother was gone and was sad when remembering it."

A trace of melancholy suddenly appeared on her face, and she paused before continuing, "Actually, I’ve always envied people who have a brother; even if some sibling relationships aren’t great and they fight or argue from childhood, they never feel lonely. I’ve always felt the world owes me a brother. Now that I’ve finally reunited with him, I can’t help but focus my thoughts on him... Jingchen, I know this sometimes makes you unhappy, but I hope you can understand me..."

Lu Jingchen fixed his gaze on Song Qiao’s small face. In fact, at the beginning, he was just saying it casually; he was a little jealous, but it wasn’t too serious.

He gently held Song Qiao’s face and kissed her, then warmly said, "Why don’t I introduce a girlfriend to your brother, finding a woman to accompany him..."

Song Qiao was taken aback and laughed, "Are you sure he’d be willing?"

"Whether he’s willing or not is not important. By placing all the women in An City ready to talk about marriage in front of him, I refuse to believe he won’t find one he likes."

"Lu Jingchen, it’s the first time I realize you’re actually so bad."

"Qiaoqiao, I’m only bad to you."

...

When Nan Moyan walked into the office, he immediately saw the couple snuggling together, and the man’s brows furrowed tightly.

As soon as Song Qiao saw Nan Moyan come in, she immediately moved out of Lu Jingchen’s embrace with a look of embarrassment, as if she’d been caught doing something naughty. She ran her fingers through her hair and called out, "Brother..."

Nan Moyan’s gaze fell on Song Qiao, and he replied with a hum, though still slightly unaccustomed, and gestured for her to come over, "Come here to me."

Song Qiao instinctively looked at Lu Jingchen, who nodded at her, so Song Qiao walked over to Nan Moyan, "Brother... What’s up?"

Nan Moyan lowered his head to look at his sister. Although they had only reunited for less than two days, there was no longer the sense of distance as before. Perhaps it’s due to their blood ties, which naturally pulls them closer.

The man slightly furrowed his brow and directly raised his hand to wipe off the lipstick from her mouth, speaking with some disdain, "This is a work environment, such a proper place, yet you two don’t pay attention? That man is mischievous, and you follow suit?"

Although he was reprimanding her, Nan Moyan’s tone was gentle, and while he’s not accustomed to speaking this way, he didn’t dare to scold loudly for fear of frightening his sister; overall, his tone sounded somewhat awkward.

Song Qiao’s face couldn’t help but blush from his words, and she immediately lowered her head, looking like she was humbly accepting his lesson. Yet, there was an inexplicable warm feeling in her heart.

However, Lu Jingchen couldn’t tolerate it anymore; he sat up straight, his gaze landing on Nan Moyan, and said unhappily, "This is my territory; of course, I can do whatever I want. Plus, Qiaoqiao is my wife now; you’re reluctant to scold her like that, yet you come here playing the big brother?"

Nan Moyan turned his head to look at Lu Jingchen, seeing him calm and composed, looking content and refreshed; his gaze couldn’t help but turn cold. He directly said, "As Qiaoqiao’s brother, shouldn’t I act like her protector? After all, I’m still your brother-in-law, and as my sister’s husband, I do hope President Lu you pay attention; we should have some words to exchange."

Lu Jingchen’s distinctly knuckled fingers rested on the table while his gaze fell on Nan Moyan. He smiled lightly, then nodded seriously and said, "Then what does brother-in-law want to discuss with me? About whom?"

Nan Moyan squinted his eyes, releasing a dangerous aura, speaking softly, "Naturally about Qiaoqiao; do you still want to discuss other women with me?"

Song Qiao watched the hidden storm between the two men, feeling that helping either side would be wrong; after all, one was her brother, a blood relative, and the other was her husband, with whom she planned to spend her life.

She glanced at one, then looked at the other, finally lowered her head... and said nothing.

Nan Moyan was unrelenting in his protection, especially after learning that Lu Jingchen had once caused his sister to be hurt and sad; he was even less willing to see Lu Jingchen, wishing for Qiaoqiao to divorce this man.

However, he also realized how much his sister truly liked this man—in fact, probably loved him to the core—so he didn’t desire to do anything to break them apart.

Moreover, Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao already had a son and a daughter, both four years old.

As the two men’s gazes were locked in a hidden battle, the office door was suddenly opened from outside. Lu Jingchen frowned, prepared to reprimand the inconsiderate intruder who didn’t knock. As the door was slowly pushed open, he immediately saw little Nianhuan standing on tiptoe, straining to turn the doorknob.

Nan Moyan also turned his head to look towards the door, seeing a little girl wearing denim overalls and a white shirt. The girl had long hair styled into two pigtails, her chubby little face exceptionally cute. Even at her young age, it was clear she’d grow into a beauty.

Once the door was open, Song Nianhuan let go of the doorknob and her gaze first fell on Song Qiao, her eyes lit up, and she immediately ran towards Song Qiao with her short little legs, her voice full of soft and sweet tones as she called out, "Mommy, I missed you so much."

"Run slowly, don’t fall," Song Qiao saw her daughter running towards her and immediately bent down to catch the little girl, holding her up, realizing her daughter had become somewhat heavier at some point; she felt a bit tired holding her.

Furthermore, she noticed her daughter had grown a bit taller recently as well.