CHAPTER 679: CHAPTER 162: A FEELING OF BEING VERY DISPLEASED WITH HIM.

Mrs. Chen stood up and spoke the truth, "Madam went straight back to the bedroom just now and asked me to prepare lunch for her alone. Sir, do you need me to prepare yours too?"

Lu Jingchen paused while unbuttoning his sleeve and went straight to the point, asking Mrs. Chen, "Madam told you to prepare lunch just for her?"

Mrs. Chen didn’t know what Lu Jingchen meant by this and thought that the madam didn’t know the sir had also returned, so she honestly replied, "Yes, sir."

With slightly parted lips, the man chuckled softly and said indifferently, "Prepare lunch for both of us, and make something she likes to eat."

After speaking, he headed straight for the second floor.

Song Qiao was not in the bedroom, and she had sensed Lu Jingchen’s presence when he opened the bedroom door. She only stood at the bedroom door for a few seconds before moving her feet and turning to walk towards the study not far away.

Inside the study, Song Qiao was hugging her laptop, with earbuds in her ears, nestled in the loveseat closest to the balcony, basking in direct sunlight, which gave a very warm feeling.

Listening to the sounds of the movie in her ears and watching the romantic scenes, Song Qiao finally felt that her mood was not so gloomy anymore; it had improved a lot.

But just a few minutes into her viewing, a tall and erect figure stood right in front of her, and then the notebook in her hands was abruptly shut by the man.

Song Qiao froze, then looked up at the man in front of her with a hint of anger in her eyes; she quickly took out the earbuds from her ears and voiced her dissatisfaction, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing?"

MD, has this man been in a bad mood recently and wants her to join his misery?

What did her watching a movie in the study have to do with him?

Looking at Song Qiao, who was already somewhat frantic, Lu Jingchen remained calm, took away the laptop and earbuds from her knees in one swoop, then bent down and picked her up in a cradling carry, his lips slightly pursed without a word.

Being suddenly picked up almost made Song Qiao scream out loud; her hands almost reflexively wrapped around the man’s neck, and her eyes filled with a sense of panic, it took her a good long while before she forcefully slapped the man’s shoulder and said through gritted teeth, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? I truly hate you now."

This kind of unannounced action could really scare someone to death, and today she had been frightened by this man twice.

Lu Jingchen glanced indifferently at her little face flushed with warm anger, his expression unchanged as he said in an unhurried voice, "The wound on your hand needs a dressing change, let’s do that first. If you want to watch a movie, you can watch it later."

"Can’t I change the dressing in the study? Where are you taking me?"

"Hmm," the man hummed indifferently, then the corners of his mouth slightly lifted as he looked at her and said with a smile, "There’s no medical box in the study, but there is one in the bedroom. I’m too lazy to walk; I can just carry you back to the bedroom... Don’t wriggle, or if you accidentally fall, don’t blame me."

After saying that, Lu Jingchen did not forget to pat her bottom, his tone warning as he spoke.

Song Qiao’s immediate impulse to struggle ceased, but she still glared at the man in front of her, visibly annoyed and displeased with him.