199: Is the God of War’s wife lonely?

Lu Chen blinked, a look of surprise on his face, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upwards, a playful smile in his eyes as he said, "Is that so? What a coincidence."

Yan Shuanger's eyes widened, her dewy gaze filled with curiosity and confusion as she looked back and forth between Lu Chen and Luo Qingchen.

"How can it be such a coincidence, Senior Sister? This is too amazing!" Yan Shuanger said, gently tugging at Luo Qingchen's sleeve.

Her face was filled with innocence and bewilderment, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere that permeated the air.

Luo Qingchen's face instantly turned pale, tiny beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, and her hands unconsciously clutched at the hem of her clothes.

She didn't dare to meet Lu Chen's eyes, her gaze darting away as she nervously lowered her head, her voice trembling involuntarily: "Yes... yes, what a coincidence."

She knew in her heart that Lu Chen's seemingly casual remark was likely hiding endless teasing and mockery.

She felt her scalp tingle, wishing she could escape this awkward scene immediately.

Yu Miaoyin stood to the side, watching all this with a sense of helplessness.

She sighed softly, her gaze gently falling on Lu Chen, a hint of playful reproach mixed with deep affection in her eyes.

She took a step forward, standing beside Lu Chen, and looked up slightly, saying softly, "Alright, stop teasing Senior Sister."

Lu Chen turned his head to look at Yu Miaoyin, the smile on his lips growing wider.

He reached out and gently stroked Yu Miaoyin's hair, his actions intimate and natural.

"How am I teasing her? It's just that the name being the same is quite interesting."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze back to Luo Qingchen, asking with a half-smile, "Young Miss Luo, how exactly did this person with the same name as me bully your company?"

Luo Qingchen's body stiffened at his words, as if she had been frozen.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her teeth almost digging into her flesh, and after a long moment, she stammered, "He... he just engaged in malicious competition, tripping me up in business."

Her voice grew softer and softer, until it was almost inaudible.

Yan Shuanger listened, her face filled with indignation, her hands on her hips, and she huffed, "How can he do that? That's too much!"

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow and said unhurriedly, "People like that, you have to show them what's what.

However, perhaps this Lu Chen has some difficulties?"

Luo Qingchen's face flushed instantly.

She knew Lu Chen was deliberately teasing her, but she didn't dare to get angry.

She gritted her teeth, gathered her courage, and said, "What difficulties could he have? He's deliberately targeting me!"

Her voice carried a hint of grievance, and her eyes were slightly red.

Yu Miaoyin looked at Luo Qingchen, feeling a pang of pity, and stepped forward to gently take Luo Qingchen's hand, saying softly, "Senior Sister, don't be angry.

Perhaps things aren't so bad."

Lu Chen looked at Yan Shuanger and asked with a smile, "Shuanger, you're so protective of your Senior Sister.

If I were to fight this Lu Chen, whose side would you take?"

Yan Shuanger froze, a conflicted expression on her face.

She scratched her head, thought for a long while, and then said, "This... this is difficult.

You're my savior, so I definitely don't want you to get hurt, but Senior Sister is being bullied..."

Her eyes were filled with confusion, unsure of how to choose.

Lu Chen looked at Yan Shuanger's expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I'm just teasing you, how could we really fight?"

Luo Qingchen watched Lu Chen and Yan Shuanger's interaction, her heart a mix of emotions.

She knew Lu Chen's identity and methods, yet at this moment, she could only watch him tease Yan Shuanger, completely helpless.

She secretly clenched her fists, a surge of unwillingness rising in her heart.

Yu Miaoyin watched all this, understanding Lu Chen's intentions.

She frowned slightly, gently tugged at Lu Chen's sleeve, and whispered, "Stop it, Senior Sister is almost in tears."

Lu Chen nodded slightly, his smile receding a bit, and he looked at Luo Qingchen, his tone becoming serious: "Young Miss Luo, I apologize for any offenses before.

It won't happen again."

A hint of sincerity flashed in his eyes, making it difficult to doubt his words.

Luo Qingchen looked up, surprised, at Lu Chen.

She hadn't expected him to say that so suddenly.

Her eyes were filled with confusion, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

Yan Shuanger looked at the two of them, her face blank, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Her face was filled with bewilderment, as if countless question marks were floating in her head.

Yu Miaoyin walked over with a smile, stroked Yan Shuanger's head, and said, "It's nothing, just some misunderstandings that have now been cleared up."

Luo Qingchen looked at Lu Chen, and although she still had doubts, hearing his apology made her slightly relieved.

She nodded gently and said, "I hope so."

Her voice carried a hint of exhaustion; after all this turmoil, she felt both physically and mentally drained.

Luo Qingchen composed herself, and after calming down, she took a deep breath, trying to soothe the turmoil in her heart.

She turned to Yan Shuanger, her gaze a mix of urgency and tenderness, and gently took Yan Shuanger's hand, saying, "Shuanger, it's really getting late, we should go back."

Yan Shuanger's face showed a hint of disappointment at these words.

Before she could speak, Luo Qingchen's gaze turned to Lu Chen again.

Her eyes held a mix of wariness and unease, her lips trembled slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she mustered the courage to ask, "Aren't you going back?

It's so late."

Although she tried to keep her voice steady, the slight tremor in her tone betrayed her inner worry.

She didn't want Lu Chen to stay in her Junior Sister's room.

Just thinking of Lu Chen's previous unpredictable actions, she was afraid he would do something bad to her innocent Junior Sister.

Lu Chen's lips curved slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic: "Alright, I'm going back too."

Yu Miaoyin's cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes filled with longing, and she gently bit her lower lip, whispering, "Then be careful on your way."

Lu Chen looked at Yu Miaoyin, a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and nodded slightly, responding softly, "Don't worry, I will."

Yan Shuanger watched their interaction, her face filled with confusion.

She tilted her head, blinking her big eyes, and asked curiously, "Why do you two act like you're going to be separated for a long time?"

Lu Chen and Yu Miaoyin exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lu Chen reached out and gently stroked Yan Shuanger's head, teasing, "Shuanger, you're still young, you don't understand."

Yan Shuanger immediately became displeased at this, put her hands on her hips, and huffed, "I'm not small at all!

I can already help Senior Sister with so many things!"

Her face was filled with defiance, looking very much like a proud little cat.

Luo Qingchen looked at Yan Shuanger, smiled helplessly, and said, "Alright, Shuanger, stop messing around, we really should go."

With that, she pulled Yan Shuanger towards the door.

Lu Chen followed behind, unhurriedly tidying his things.

When he reached the door, Luo Qingchen had already opened it and was about to leave.

Then, Luo Qingchen and Yan Shuanger walked out of the room, followed by Lu Chen and Yu Miaoyin.

At the elevator, they said their goodbyes.

After Luo Qingchen and Yan Shuanger entered the elevator, Lu Chen and Yu Miaoyin stood still, quietly watching the elevator doors slowly close.

Yu Miaoyin sighed softly, leaned on Lu Chen's shoulder, and said, "Today was quite a hassle."

Lu Chen gently put his arm around Yu Miaoyin and said with a smile, "Yes, but it was also fruitful."

His voice held a hint of satisfaction, clearly pleased with how things had unfolded today.

After the elevator doors completely closed, Lu Chen looked down at Yu Miaoyin, his eyes full of affection, and said softly, "Then I'll go too.

You get some rest early."

Yu Miaoyin looked up at Lu Chen, her eyes sparkling with reluctance, and nodded slightly, saying, "Mm, be careful on your way."

Lu Chen gently kissed Yu Miaoyin's forehead, then turned and left.

Yu Miaoyin stood still, quietly watching Lu Chen's back disappear down the hallway, before turning back to her room... soon.

Lu Chen returned to the luxurious and tranquil manor.

The moonlight was like water, spilling onto the winding cobblestone path, outlining a silvery glow.

Usually, he would habitually go to Gu Xiaoxiao's room first, but tonight, as he passed the garden, a familiar figure caught his eye.

Gao Xuewei was sitting on a swing in the garden, a white nightgown gently fluttering in the breeze, its hem rising and falling like waves.

Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, a few strands gently brushing her fair cheeks with the breeze.

Her figure was graceful, her face delicate, but at this moment, her back looked particularly lonely.

She sat quietly on the swing, swaying back and forth, looking up at the starry sky, suddenly silent.

Lu Chen paused, and then suddenly remembered that he seemed to have indeed neglected his War God wife lately.

These days, he had rarely been home, spending his days busy with conquering Yu Miaoyin's Junior Sisters, his mind completely elsewhere from the manor.

Lu Chen's lips curved slightly, revealing a playful smile, and he walked towards Gao Xuewei.

He walked behind Gao Xuewei, gently extended his hand, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Ah!" Gao Xuewei yelped in fright at the sudden touch, her body instinctively trembled, and she almost slid off the swing.

She looked back in a panic, and after seeing it was Lu Chen, she let out a long sigh of relief, the fear on her face gradually receding.

Lu Chen looked at her startled appearance, a hint of a smile in his eyes, and asked, "What are you doing? Why are you looking at the stars alone here?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Gao Xuewei looked up at Lu Chen, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes—surprise, nervousness, and a hint of imperceptible joy.

Her gaze quickly fell again, staring at her toes, and she said softly, "Nothing, I just couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."

Her voice was soft, as if afraid of disturbing the peaceful night.

Lu Chen looked at her expression, a desire to tease her rising in his heart.

He reached out and pulled over another chair nearby, sitting down casually beside Gao Xuewei, leaning slightly towards her, and deliberately asked, "Why can't you sleep?

Is something on your mind?"

Gao Xuewei felt Lu Chen's approaching presence, her heart rate suddenly quickened, and she subconsciously moved to the side, increasing the distance between them.

Her hands unconsciously clutched the hem of her nightgown, her fingers pressing slightly, her knuckles turning white.

She bit her lower lip slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Nothing's on my mind, maybe I'm just too tired lately."

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, trembling slightly.

Lu Chen, however, acted as if he hadn't noticed her evasion, and moved closer to her, almost pressing against her body.

Gao Xuewei's face instantly flushed crimson, the blush spreading from her cheeks all the way to her earlobes.

Her breathing also became rapid.

She secretly glanced at Lu Chen, her eyes filled with shyness and panic, yet she dared not make any big movements.

"Really?" Lu Chen said softly, a hint of teasing in his voice, "You don't look just tired to me; you look like you're thinking of someone."

As he spoke, he tilted his head, looking at Gao Xuewei with a half-smile.

Gao Xuewei's heart suddenly trembled.

Her palms were sweating from nervousness.

She knew there was a hidden meaning in Lu Chen's words, but she wasn't sure if he had truly noticed her feelings.

She shook her head frantically, saying, "No, I... who would I be thinking of?"

Her eyes darted away, not daring to meet Lu Chen's gaze.

Lu Chen looked at her nervous demeanor and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gao Xuewei moved to the side again, but the swing only had so much space, and she was already almost at the edge.

Lu Chen, however, had no intention of letting her go.

He reached out his arm and wrapped it around Gao Xuewei's waist.

Gao Xuewei's body instantly stiffened.

She widened her eyes, looking at Lu Chen with a terrified expression, her lips trembling slightly, wanting to say something, but it was caught in her throat.

"You... what are you doing?" Gao Xuewei finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, her voice trembling slightly, unclear whether from nervousness or shyness.

Lu Chen looked at her, the smile in his eyes growing wider.

He leaned close to Gao Xuewei's ear and whispered, "What, so nervous? I'm not going to eat you."

His breath brushed against Gao Xuewei's ear, making her shiver all over.

Gao Xuewei's face was burning hot.

She tried to struggle, but Lu Chen's arm was like an iron hoop, holding her tightly.

Her heart pounded like thunder, her mind a mess.

She didn't know how to face Lu Chen's sudden intimate gesture.

She liked Lu Chen; she couldn't deny that.

But there were too many women around Lu Chen, and she could never fathom his thoughts, nor did she know how to interact with him.

"You... you let go of me," Gao Xuewei whispered, a hint of pleading in her voice.

Lu Chen, however, did not release her; instead, he held her even tighter.

He looked at Gao Xuewei's shy appearance, and the love in his heart grew even stronger.

He said softly, "Xuewei, do you know? Actually, I've always cared about you."

His voice was gentle, no longer the cynical, teasing tone from earlier.

Gao Xuewei's body trembled slightly at these words.

She looked up, surprised, at Lu Chen, tears welling up in her eyes.

She couldn't believe her ears; Lu Chen actually said he cared about her.

These days, watching Lu Chen navigate between other women, she had thought she was nothing more than an expendable presence in his heart.

"You... are you telling the truth?" Gao Xuewei asked with a trembling voice, her eyes filled with both anticipation and doubt.

Lu Chen looked at her and nodded seriously, saying, "Of course it's true."

His eyes were deep and gentle, fixed tightly on Gao Xuewei's eyes, as if to see through her very Soul.

Gao Xuewei's eyes became moist, her heart a mix of emotions.

All the grievances, anxieties, and longing of these days surged into her heart at this moment.

She bit her lip, as if making a great decision, and slowly leaned her head on Lu Chen's shoulder.

Lu Chen felt Gao Xuewei's movement, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

He gently stroked Gao Xuewei's hair, his movements light and tender.

In this quiet garden, the two sat silently on the swing, moonlight spilling over them, outlining a warm and romantic scene.

A gentle breeze blew, the flowers in the garden swayed with the wind, emitting wafts of fragrance.

Gao Xuewei leaned on Lu Chen's shoulder, feeling his body warmth and heartbeat, and her unease gradually dissipated.

She knew that she ultimately couldn't resist Lu Chen's charm, and even with so many women around him, she was willing to sink into this love...