CHAPTER 635: CHAPTER 128: SHE SAW LU JINGCHEN ANXIOUSLY EMBRACE ZUO YUQING_2

Song Qiao didn’t even bother to pay attention to her, ready to leave, when she happened to see Zuo Yuqing, who had unknowingly approached a few steps away, and stopped in her tracks.

Zuo Yuqing glanced at the girl, and immediately, as if caught doing something wrong, the girl quickly lowered her head and walked up to Zuo Yuqing’s side, yet blurted out, "Sister Yuqing."

"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?" Zuo Yuqing’s voice was very pleasant to the ear, and together with the fact that she had sung many songs before, it sounded like beautiful music to others.

It was like listening to a captivating song.

"Sister Yuqing, I..." The girl named Xiaoyi’s face turned a bit red, possibly out of shame and anger, yet she didn’t forget to give Song Qiao a fierce glare as if she blamed everything on her.

Song Qiao felt completely innocent; today, she clearly hadn’t done anything, yet was inexplicably warned, and it was for standing up for someone else.

Most importantly, the person confronting her was just a teenager who didn’t look a day over twenty, who after a fierce attitude before now appeared somewhat aggrieved, making it seem as if Song Qiao had bullied her.

Song Qiao felt that she definitely hadn’t checked the almanac properly before leaving the house today.

Zuo Yuqing turned to look at Song Qiao, her tone containing a touch of apology, "I’m sorry, Miss Song, Xiaoyi has always been very impulsive, causing you trouble. I apologize to you here."

Song Qiao pursed her lips, and with a cool smile, she said, "If you can’t discipline your child, you should take her home and do so properly, lest she provokes someone she shouldn’t and regrets it too late!"

Indeed, she knew she was supposed to speak politely, but the thought that this matter involved Lu Jingchen and Zuo Yuqing, making her seem like a mistress, caused Song Qiao, no matter how composed or well-mannered she usually was, to no longer be able to maintain her composure and play nice.

Sometimes it’s necessary to act the villain, otherwise, others will take you for someone easy to bully.

Zuo Yuqing did not expect Song Qiao to speak like this, her expression turning somewhat ugly for a moment, her lips parted, and it took quite a while before she uttered, "This matter is indeed Xiaoyi’s fault, and she did it with good intentions for me, so I hope Miss Song can forgive her for the inappropriate things she said."

Miss Song?

Song Qiao couldn’t help but want to laugh hearing this title, as everyone knew that she, Song Qiao, was Lu Jingchen’s wife; almost no one in An City was unaware, with many calling her Mrs. Lu directly.

Now in Zuo Yuqing’s case, it has turned into a direct address of Miss Song, as if she wasn’t Lu Jingchen’s wife at all.

Song Qiao was very annoyed now, the person in front of her was her romantic rival after all. If she spoke back harshly, wouldn’t others say she was being small-minded, vilifying her as a spiteful side character?

But if she didn’t retort, people might say she was petty, making a fuss over a mere misaddress as if it wasn’t being small-minded, then what is?

Biting her teeth, Song Qiao took a deep breath and after quite a while, she finally spoke, "Since that’s the case, if there’s nothing else, I won’t disturb Miss Zuo in disciplining the young lady, I shall take my leave."

Having said that, Song Qiao lifted her feet to walk towards the waiting/resting area, fearing that if she stayed any longer, she would lose control of her temper.

But just as she brushed past Zuo Yuqing, her arm was grabbed by a hand, and since she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt today, she could feel the silky touch, and she heard "be careful" by her ear, immediately followed by a surprised cry from the girl next to her, "Sister Yuqing."

The next second, Song Qiao felt something hit her around the waist, like a cart, that caused a sharp pain, making her clench her teeth, then a dizzying spin as she was yanked to the ground, her head spinning.

Damn it!

She couldn’t help but swear inwardly, feeling as if her palm had been pricked by something, the pain almost made her gasp, and most importantly... her waist was hurting so much.

There were crashing noises like heavy objects hitting something nearby, and Song Qiao squinted her eyes slightly open, only to see Zuo Yuqing’s pale face in front of her, while Zuo Yuqing also let out a suppressed groan.

When Song Qiao came to her senses, she realized she was lying on Zuo Yuqing’s body, and tried to get up quickly, feeling a stabbing pain in her waist.

She glanced to the side and saw that it was an out-of-control automated cart that had hit her, and at this moment, the cart had struck a pile of miscellaneous goods not far away, causing quite a bit of chaos on the scene.

Enduring the stabbing pain in her waist, Song Qiao climbed up, and the girl had also been knocked down and fell to the ground, while Zuo Yuqing at this moment looked deathly pale and seemed to be in pain, gasping for air.

Just as Song Qiao was about to ask Zuo Yuqing if she was alright, she heard footsteps approaching. The next second, someone grabbed her arm and flung her to the side.

Once again falling to the side, Song Qiao felt as if her waist was about to break, the pain making her want to cry, but before she could even begin to recover from the pain, her ears caught the deep voice she knew so well, belonging to Lu Jingchen, "Yuqing, how are you?"

In the second that Song Qiao fainted and lost consciousness, she finally laughed, her smile laced with irony.

Because she saw Lu Jingchen, with a look of urgency, lifting Zuo Yuqing into his arms.