Song Wei suddenly had a bad feeling. In the next second, Lu Chengchen had already walked in front of her. He suddenly leaned over and trapped her between him and the wall, closely pressing against her.
"Lu… Lu Chengchen." She was worried.
Suddenly, Lu Chengchen frowned. He lowered his head and sniffed her nose. "I was wondering why you were so weird today. Did you drink?"
Song Wei answered blankly, "Yes…"
After returning to the hotel from the company, she was afraid that she would not be able to sleep, so she ordered a glass of red wine to help her sleep. Unexpectedly, it emboldened her.
Lu Chengchen reached out his fingertips and gently wiped the corner of her lips, then brought it to his nose and sniffed it.
This action made her cheeks burn.
She quickly realized that she could not stay alone with Lu Chengchen anymore.
Otherwise, it would be too easy for something bad to happen.
However, she did not dare to push him away.
"Don't think too much. I'm not interested in you." Lu Chengchen stood up and turned around indifferently.
Song Wei felt extremely embarrassed that instant.
Clutching her bag tightly, out of courtesy, she bowed slightly towards him. "Thank you for your generous help, Mr. Lu. I'll take my leave then."
With that, she turned around hurriedly.
Just as she lifted the balcony curtains and was about to go out, Lu Chengchen's low and unhappy voice suddenly came from behind her. "If anything happens in the future, just call me. Don't appear in front of me without giving me a heads up. It's not good if Manxue sees you."
Song Wei's hand that was clutching the curtain suddenly drew back.
Suddenly, aggrievement and anger rose from her heart. She turned her head and pulled out a somewhat pretty smile. It was unknown where she got the courage to say, "Who is your rightful wife? Since when do I need to care about the feelings of her, a mistress, when I'm looking for my husband?"
Lu Chengchen's calm expression instantly tensed up. He stared at Song Wei, a storm brewing in his eyes.
Song Wei's heart trembled.
She gritted her teeth and pushed to maintain the smile on her face. She said stubbornly, "Huh, you don't want people talking about it? Mr. Lu's feelings for Miss Jiang are really enviable!"
Lu Chengchen's expression was as dark as it could be. He warned her with his eyes, "Song Wei, speak with respect."
"I'm disrespectful!" Perhaps it was because she was pot-valiant, she spoke without thinking. Her tone was also extremely arrogant. "Lu Chengchen, I'm the Mrs. Lu that you officially married. She, Jiang Manxue, is a mistress! No matter how much you like her, protect her, and dote on her, she's still a mistress! As long as I don't get a divorce with you, she'll still be a mistress. If I don't get a divorce in three years, she'll still have to be a mistress for another year! Even if she's pregnant, it still won't change this undeniable fact. The child you guys have is called an illegitimate child!"
She said everything that she wanted to say. These words had been stuck in her heart for too long.
After saying this, she felt refreshed.
"Are you done?" Lu Chengchen gritted his teeth.
Only then did Song Wei realize that Lu Chengchen's expression could no longer be merely described as gloomy. His gaze was filled with anger and maliciousness.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Lu Chengchen strode over in anger and pushed her against the wall. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "So you don't want a divorce and you came to the banquet looking for me so blatantly. You're trying to make the outside world think that our relationship has improved? Song Wei, you think I can't see through your little tricks?"
Song Wei looked at him in shock.
He could tell?
The bone-piercing coldness from behind her continuously invaded her exposed back. It was just like his gaze right now, cold and threatening.
"I'm telling you, Song Wei, you've succeeded! Don't you just want others to see how loving we are? I'll grant you your wish!" He suddenly bent down and bit her lip with extreme speed.