CHAPTER 658: CHAPTER 145: I WILL TAKE HER WITH ME WHEN THE TIME COMES

Lu Jingchen watched Song Qiao and Lu An’an run directly into the company’s gates, then retracted his gaze and was about to drive off, yet his eyes fell on a Maybach parked not far away.

The rear window of the Maybach lowered, and from Lu Jingchen’s perspective, he could see a man he had only met once.

Ji Sifan sat in the back in a leisurely posture, leaning slightly back, his gaze resting on a man in the driver’s seat of the Bentley Mulsanne nearby. Noticing that he looked this way, Ji Sifan slightly curved his lips, then he looked ahead and spoke a few indiscernible words to the driver before getting out of the car.

Lu Jingchen didn’t move, still sitting in the driver’s seat, coldly watching Ji Sifan get out of the car and walk towards him.

Ji Sifan was about the same height as Lu Jingchen, both men radiating strong auras, though Lu Jingchen’s was tinged with more chill.

Moreover, the Lu Family’s almost all-encompassing influence in An City, coupled with all three generations having notable military status like old master Lu, who, though retired for over a decade, still carried the air of a soldier. Many respected officers in the military camp were also under his command in the past, and any wise person in An City knew to show the Lu Family some respect.

Because of the Lu Family’s stature in An City and old master Lu’s background, Lu Jingchen had also undergone military training in his early years. Ji Sifan had a warmth to him which naturally made his presence slightly less imposing than that of Lu Jingchen.

Ji Sifan approached the car window, and Lu Jingchen directly rolled down the window, giving him a fleeting glance, his tone devoid of any emotional fluctuation, "What do you want?"

"Can we talk?" Ji Sifan’s face always bore a gentle smile, but those who knew him well understood how dangerous he could be at that moment. A close look into his eyes would reveal a chilling spark.

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There is a river in An City nearly encircling half of the city. Lu Jingchen and Ji Sifan stood by the river, allowing the breezes to flutter their clothes about.

Gazing steadfastly at the tall buildings across the river, Ji Sifan’s face carried a slightly colder gentle smile. The two men remained silent for a while before Ji Sifan broke the silence, "What is your relationship with Song Qiao?"

This question had been on his mind since the first day he returned to the country; online sources claimed they were married, but Ji Sifan found it hard to believe Song Qiao would marry another man, especially Lu Jingchen, the man in charge of the Lu Family.

Though Song Qiao is known as the young mistress of the Song Family, she merely holds the title and nothing more. He didn’t believe Lu Jingchen would gain any benefit from marrying Song Qiao.

Unless Lu Jingchen had other intentions towards Song Qiao.

Upon hearing Ji Sifan’s question, Lu Jingchen turned to look at him, a cigarette in hand, his lips curving into a nearly imperceptible smile. His voice was emotionless, yet carried an unexplainable chill, "Young Master Ji, Qiaoqiao is now my wife."

Ji Sifan had already looked into the relationship between Song Qiao and Song Qiao after seeing them dine together one day.

As expected, upon hearing Lu Jingchen’s words, Ji Sifan’s expression slightly changed, his eyes narrowing dangerously as he said with a hint of gloom, "Lu Jingchen, what are you trying to do? The things the Song Family did to your parents have nothing to do with Song Qiao. Did you marry her because of her father?"

In a moment of impulsiveness, he blurted out everything he knew, including the grudges between Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao’s father.

At first, he hadn’t thought this much, but after seeing Lu Jingchen and even hearing his words, he connected all the dots.

If Lu Jingchen really married Song Qiao to retaliate against the Song Family, then the one who would end up hurt would definitely be the young lady Song Qiao.

Thinking this, Ji Sifan’s expression darkened, his eyes staring dangerously at Lu Jingchen in front of him.

After taking a puff of his cigarette, Lu Jingchen threw the half-burned cigarette onto the ground and stamped it out, his expression unchanged as he calmly spoke, "What do you think I would do to Song Qiao? Use her to retaliate against the Song Family?"