"So you mean to say, you actually noticed that girl was into you just now?"
Lu Jingchen frowned slightly, clearly displeased by Song Qiao's questioning. His clean, handsome brow kinked as he spoke coolly, "I'm not blind!"
Song Qiao's eyelashes fluttered, and she pursed her lips before continuing to mutter, "Then weren't you just making me draw hostility earlier? What if I encounter that girl when I go to your company to find you? And what if she goes around the company announcing our marriage?"
Listening to Song Qiao's soft, whiny voice, Lu Jingchen felt his slightly agitated emotions being soothed away. Obviously charmed by her vexed tone, which was layered with coquettishness, his mood began to brighten. He somewhat enjoyed her soft, complaining tone, and then reached out to pinch her smooth, soft cheek, saying, "Even if she did, it wouldn't matter. After all, you are now Madam Lu of the Lu Family. No matter how much hostility you attract, I'll protect you well!"
