flashy wedding

Chapter 923 Fulfilling the obligations of husband and wife! (2)
She is very distressed.

It was as if a thin needle had been firmly inserted into the tip of her heart.

"gentlemen."

The nanny suddenly spoke.

Lu Jixiang's body froze, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly turned around.

Song Jincheng was standing at the door of the room, looking at her calmly.

Lu Jixiang sniffed and lowered his head.

"You go out first."

Song Jincheng walked in, his voice deliberately lowered.

"Hey."

The nanny went out.

Lu Jixiang turned his head and continued to stare at the little guy on the bed.

Until, Song Jincheng walked over.

She was the first to speak out: "I'm here to see my daughter."

The air pressure in the room seemed to instantly drop to the freezing point.

Lu Jixiang looked away from his daughter and turned to look at the man.

Her expression was very calm: "Song Jincheng, you should have read the news, I mean, entertainment news!"

Song Jincheng pursed his lips, calmly: "So what?"

Lu Jixiang raised his head, looked at him fearlessly, and said, "No, don't worry, I will find a lawyer as soon as possible about the divorce."

"I disagree."

Song Jincheng spoke and interrupted her directly.

Lu Jixiang frowned.

She continued: "It's useless if you don't agree, everything will go through legal procedures, and I will explain the reason to the judge."

"reason?"

"I would say that we are getting divorced because of our discord!" Lu Jixiang replied.

Song Jincheng sneered, and he looked at the girl with cool eyes: "Emotional discord? Lu Jixiang, I believe everyone in the world now knows how Song Jincheng treats you. Do you think the court will believe your nonsense?"

Lu Jixiang gritted his teeth.

Her breath was a little messy.

"I was wrong, Song Jincheng, we are not at odds, but you are hiding something from me. Now I suspect that you have an extramarital affair. Of course, you can explain it to me, but the fact is that from the beginning to the end, you No!"

The man's face suddenly sank.

He grabbed the girl's wrist and gritted his teeth: "Lu Jixiang, do you have to be so aggressive?"

Lu Jixiang struggled.

She was so angry that she retorted bitterly: "Song Jincheng, it's not that I want to be aggressive, it's that you don't want this opportunity yourself. You have something to hide from me, and you don't have the slightest intention to tell me. If that's the case, why don't we divorce!"

"Wow……"

As soon as she finished speaking, the little guy's cry suddenly sounded.

In this quiet room, it was exceptionally loud.

Surprised, Lu Jixiang quickly bent down and reached out to pick up his daughter on the bed.

However, no matter how she coaxed her, the little guy's cries were still loud.

She gritted her teeth, turned to Song Jincheng, and said in a harsh tone, "Hurry up and coax her!"

Song Jincheng glanced at her, and then looked at his daughter, she was crying miserably, her small face was full of tears, and it was flushed red.

He sighed, and finally reached out to take it.

Miraculously, as soon as he called out the word baby, the little guy's crying slowed down a lot.

"... Be good, don't cry, father and mother are with you." Song Jincheng was talking in a rambling manner, walking back and forth in the room with his daughter in his arms, his head slightly lowered, his eyes soft and doting Drowning, like sunshine in spring.

Lu Jixiang just stood there, his eyes following him.

Gradually, the daughter's crying decreased, and in the end, it disappeared completely.

Song Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and met Lu Jixiang's eyes.

He didn't speak, his eyes were deep and shocking.

Lu Jixiang was a little flustered, quickly looked away, and asked in a low voice, "Is she asleep?"

"Ah."

Song Jincheng came over and carefully put the girl back on the bed.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang hurriedly followed, bent down and picked up the small quilt next to her, and gently covered the girl's small body.

She said, "Did she get sick last night?"

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows.

He looked at her who was close at Chi Chi, nodded slightly, and said, "Did the butler tell you?"

"Ah."

Lu Jixiang stood up straight and looked at him: "How can someone who is so good get sick?"

Song Jincheng felt as if his mind was convulsed, and suddenly said: "Maybe I miss my mother."

Lu Jixiang froze.

Song Jincheng frowned.

He returned to that indifferent look, and said: "If you have something to talk about, don't wake up the child again."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out.

Lu Jixiang didn't move.

She bent down again, lightly kissed her daughter on the cheek, looked at her fondly for a few seconds, and then walked out.

In the corridor outside, the man stood quietly.

Lu Jixiang didn't pay attention, and walked past him directly into the bedroom.

She rummaged through the closet for a while, took out her underwear, and turned around to take a shower in the bathroom.

Song Jincheng walked in, and when he saw the things in her hand, he couldn't help being stunned.

The expression on his face gradually became darker.

"Do you want to use the bathroom?"

Lu Jixiang asked calmly.

Song Jincheng remained silent.

"Oh, if you don't need it, then I'll take a shower." Lu Jixiang continued, stepping into the bathroom.

Until she entered the bathroom and closed the door, Song Jincheng never spoke again.

She stayed in the bathroom for almost an hour, and when she came out again, the bedroom was deserted.

She didn't care, went downstairs and poured a glass of warm water, then dug out an apple from the refrigerator, washed it casually, ate it, and walked upstairs again.

However, she had just walked a few steps when hurried footsteps came from upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, Song Jincheng appeared.

The panic on his face hadn't faded, but when he saw the girl at the top of the stairs, he froze for an instant.

"Are you going out?"

Lu Jixiang asked, raising his eyebrows.

She silently moved a step to the side, making way for him.

Unexpectedly, the man walked over in two steps, and directly grabbed her wrist with eyes full of anger.

He was very hard, his five fingers seemed to be filled with iron, tightly wrapped around her.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Jixiang struggled, frowning in displeasure.

The man was unmoved.

His voice was cold, almost bone-chilling.

"Lu Jixiang, if you dare to run out of the house without saying a word and stay out at night, I don't mind taking care of you myself!"

"Why do you care about me?"

(End of this chapter)