You’re Protecting Him?

The next morning.

When Jiang Jiu went downstairs, she realized that two people were sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Jiu, you're up?" Jiang Wanming stood up with a smile and strode towards her with Shu Hong.

Why were they here?

Jiang Jiu frowned. Shu Hong had already walked up to her and said, "Child, no matter how busy you are with work, you can't ignore our calls. You don't know how worried your father has been these few days."

"Alright, alright. Jiu's law firm has a lot of things to do." Jiang Wanming took the initiative to intercede for his daughter with a smile on his lips. "However, no matter how busy you are, you still have to eat breakfast. Working on an empty stomach is not good for your health."

As he spoke, Jiang Wanming pulled Jiang Jiu to the dining table, opened a thermos bag, and took out a portion of brown sugar rice cakes.

"Come, try it." Jiang Wanming picked up his chopsticks and handed them to his daughter. He smiled and said, "I went to queue up to buy it early in the morning. It's the shop you like."

Shu Hong also opened the thermos box and poured the porridge into a bowl. She pushed it to her daughter. "I made the porridge myself. Try the millet and red date porridge. Does it taste like your grandmother's?"

Jiang Jiu was stunned on the spot, and her mood changed slightly. In the past, when her grandma was alive, she would cook a bowl of millet and red date porridge for her every morning, saying that it was good for the stomach and the body. The brown sugar rice cake was also her grandma's best snack. She had eaten it since she was young.

Ever since her grandmother passed away, she had not eaten porridge for a long time.

"Sit down." Shu Hong pressed her daughter down on the chair and said gently, "Your father was impulsive that day. He was forced by Miss Gu. How can there be overnight hatred between father and daughter?"

"Jiu, are you still angry with Daddy?"

The porridge in front of her was steaming. Jiang Jiu pursed her lips. She was angry and resentful, but they were her parents. They had given birth to her and raised her. They were still a family.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Your father and I were busy preparing it for you early in the morning. We didn't have time to eat."

Jiang Jiu looked up and instructed the servant beside her, "Go get two more bowls and chopsticks."

"Yes, Young Madam."

"It's cold. Mother chose two more coats for you. This is the Lu family's house. You can eat and wear well. Your father and I are relieved. Take it as our sincerity."

Jiang Jiu listened quietly. Although she didn't answer, her furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

Seeing that his daughter didn't have a cold expression, Jiang Wanming couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. In the past few days, all the major news in Yun City had been about Gu Anning. Now that Jiang Jiu had stabilized her position as the Third Young Madam of the Lu family and was doted on by Third Young Master, what was there to be afraid of?

Outside the living room, Lu Jinxing looked sideways and saw Jiang Jiu sitting at the dining table. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Tsk tsk.

Lu Jinxing pursed his lips. This woman had a tough mouth. He thought that she would be angry for long. In the end, a bowl of porridge and a serving of brown sugar rice cakes easily pleased her.

At the thought of this, Lu Jinxing's eyes darkened. He realized that she would accept all the favors others gave her, but why was she always so stubborn to him?!

Lin Yin came back from shopping and opened the door of the hotel room with many bags. On the opposite sofa, the man crossed his legs with a cold expression.

"Shaoshi, you're here." After that night, Lin Yin had never seen Song Shaoshi. She had just asked Song Ting out to shop to ask about him.

Taking out one of the bags, Lin Yin walked forward obediently. "I bought you a shirt, the size…"

Before she could finish, Song Shaoshi's dark eyes looked straight at her. "What did you make me drink that night?"

Hearing his question, Lin Yin's expression changed. "What do you mean?"

"Heh, you really don't know?"

Song Shaoshi was furious. Over the past few days, he had interrogated the people who had been drinking that night. No one dared to put anything messy in his wine. Although they usually played around, they knew Song Shaoshi's temper very well. No one dared to make such a joke.

Although he was drunk that night, he knew that something was wrong with his body. That was not a symptom of ordinary drunkenness. Someone had drugged him.

Since it wasn't his brothers, there was only Lin Yin that night. She was the one who brought him back to the hotel.

"Someone drugged me."

Song Shaoshi stood up slowly, his tall figure instantly blocking the light in front of Lin Yin. "Is it you? Speak!"

"No." Lin Yin was shocked by the coldness in his eyes and shook her head repeatedly. "Shaoshi, listen to me. I didn't…"

The man reached out and grabbed Lin Yin's neck. "Lin Yin, you know my temper, so you only have one chance."

Song Shaoshi tightened his grip. Lin Yin immediately felt suffocated and the bag in her hand fell to the ground. Her face gradually turned red. "Shaoshi, it's not me. It's really not me."

"How dare you lie?"

Her breathing became harder and harder. Lin Yin's lips slowly turned purple, and the fear of death instantly enveloped her. She grabbed the back of Song Shaoshi's hand with both hands, wanting to pry his hand away, but the man was too strong, so she could only struggle in vain.

In her daze, Lin Yin said incoherently, "T-Third Young Master of the Lu family…"

The force that was stuck in her throat instantly loosened. Lin Yin coughed violently and her legs went weak. She fell to the ground. Song Shaoshi squatted in front of her, his dark eyes cold. "What did you say?"

"Lu Jinxing." Lin Yin's face was pale, and her limbs were weak. "When I went to your court to pick you up that night, I saw that Lu Jinxing was also there."

Hearing this, Song Shaoshi's eyes turned cold. He should have known!

The man left very quickly, and Lin Yin didn't have time to stop him. She held the coffee table and stood up with difficulty. The red fingerprint on her neck was reflected in the mirror opposite.

She suddenly smiled and bent down to pick up the fallen shirt, tearing it into pieces. Now that Jiang Jiu was already married and was the Third Young Mistress of the Lu family, why was Song Shaoshi still unwilling to give up?!

On the way home from work, the traffic was congested. Jiang Jiu was a little bored and suddenly remembered that it had been very quiet these few days and there was no sign of Song Shaoshi.

Yes, this was good. She hoped he would stop making a fuss.

The pedestrians by the roadside were in a hurry. Jiang Jiu thought for a moment and called Lu Jinxing.

"Hello."

The man seemed to be in the car and his voice was muffled. Jiang Jiu moved her mouth and finally only asked him, "Are you coming home tonight?"

"Why? Is Mrs. Lu checking up on me?" His voice was playful.

Jiang Jiu's cheeks heated up and she couldn't say the rest.

"I'm already on my way back."

Fortunately, the man didn't say anything else. Jiang Jiu hung up the phone and the congested traffic in front of her moved forward slowly. It wasn't a coincidence that her parents could appear in Ci Garden this morning. If Lu Jinxing hadn't agreed, how could they have had a chance?

Jiang Jiu realized that she and Lu Jinxing could actually get along peacefully. When he was in a good mood, he wasn't such a scumbag.

In front of the entrance of Ci Garden, two luxury cars were parked arrogantly in the middle of the road. In front of the black Bentley, Lu Jinxing was calm and composed, allowing Song Shaoshi to charge over agitatedly.

Jiang Jiu stopped the car and hurriedly ran over. "Stop!"

Jiang Jiu took a few steps in front of Lu Jinxing and glared at the man in front of her. "Song Shaoshi, what are you doing?"

"You're protecting him?"

Jiang Jiu stood firmly in front of Lu Jinxing. This scene pierced Song Shaoshi's heart.