The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 988 - 387: Who Is the Real President’s Wife?

Chapter 988: Chapter 387: Who Is the Real President’s Wife?

Assistant Xue’s professional smile froze instantly, and for quite a while, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, so much so that his reaction slowed down.

Because he was truly terrified by Song Qiao’s words.

After all, he was well aware of how strong their Boss’s possessiveness was and how deeply he loved the President’s wife.

Especially since Lu Jingchen had gone through a very dark period when Song Qiao left back then.

Moreover, in these five years, apart from some time spent with the young master, the rest of their Boss’s time was entirely dedicated to work, turning into a genuine workaholic.

Which also meant that he had to work overtime countless times in these five years.

If everyone in the company mistakenly thought that Song Qiao was his rumored girlfriend, wouldn’t their Boss beat him to death?

Just thinking of the possible consequences made Assistant Xue’s back feel cold, and he forced a smile on his face, looked right at Song Qiao, and said, "Miss Song, please don’t joke about such things. It’s not something that can be easily resolved if others misunderstand. If the President finds out, I’d be skinned even if I weren’t beaten to death. And Miss Song, please pity me, I have an eighty-year-old mother and several children dependent on my job..."

Assistant Xue understood a principle now: to first please Song Qiao. After all, their Boss loved Miss Song so much, and if Song Qiao might one day happily say a few nice words about him to their Boss...

Maybe he would get a pay raise, better benefits, and even more bonuses?

Upon hearing Assistant Xue’s words, Song Qiao didn’t catch the main point and, instead, with some surprise, asked instinctively, "Assistant Xue, you’re married?"

Assistant Xue was taken aback and immediately shook his head, "Not yet, I have a girlfriend with whom I’ve been in a relationship for several years, but we’re not married yet..."

"Then where did the children come from?"

Assistant Xue smiled awkwardly, "They’re my brother’s..."

Song Qiao immediately looked at him with disdain, which made Assistant Xue feel a bit embarrassed.

The elevator soon made its descent, and Assistant Xue took Song Qiao to use the company’s ’executive elevator.’

In fact, Assistant Xue initially intended to take Song Qiao to the ’President’s private elevator,’ but he keenly noticed that Song Qiao showed a look of disdain at it, clearly not wanting to use their Boss’s exclusive elevator at all.

...

Riding the elevator to the 36th floor, Assistant Xue led Song Qiao toward Lu Jingchen’s office.

As they passed by the Chief Secretary’s office, several secretaries came out with documents, and they immediately noticed Song Qiao following behind Assistant Xue, revealing not only surprise but also disbelief.

Seeing the few secretaries who were stunned by her presence, Song Qiao was quite poised and greeted them directly. Those secretaries were old employees, and when she used to visit, Song Qiao often chatted with them in the secretary room while waiting for Lu Jingchen.

It wasn’t until Song Qiao and Assistant Xue entered the President’s office that the dazed secretaries came back to their senses. One of them, the quickest to react, exclaimed as if startled, "Oh my God, I think I just saw the President’s wife..."

Her voice was so loud that it attracted more secretaries from the office out. Being women, they were naturally quite curious and one immediately asked, "Which President’s wife are you talking about? Didn’t the President get divorced five years ago? Or did the President already get engaged to that Miss Tan?"

The secretary quickly calmed down and, looking at the one who spoke, replied rather steadily, "Miss Song Qiao, she is the President’s wife. She just entered the President’s office with Assistant Xue."

"Didn’t Miss Song leave five years ago?"

"Maybe she’s back now."

"Miss Song is back, but what about Miss Tan? Didn’t the President get divorced from Miss Song five years ago? Plus, Miss Song has been missing for five years; why did she suddenly return?"

"Who said the President got divorced five years ago? Wasn’t it said that the President and his wife didn’t process divorce papers? Without divorce papers, they’re still married, right?"

"But wasn’t it rumored that the President was already with Miss Tan?"

"You said it yourself, it was just a rumor."

"But Miss Tan has been by the President’s side for these five years; maybe the President really fell in love with Miss Tan?"

"Didn’t you see that just after the President returned, Assistant Xue brought Miss Song up? When they left, Assistant Xue was with the President; this situation clearly shows that the President must have been with Miss Song just now."

"..."

In no time, the chief secretary’s office plunged into a lively discussion. Some sided with Tan Shuya, all of whom were hired after Song Qiao left five years ago.

While the old employees, who knew Song Qiao well and liked her, continued to stand by her side.

...

Inside Lu Jingchen’s office, after bringing Song Qiao in, Assistant Xue began to report work to Lu Jingchen, leaving Song Qiao no choice but to sit awkwardly in the lounge area.

Since Song Qiao entered, Lu Jingchen didn’t give her a single glance, his focus seemingly entirely on work, which made Song Qiao feel even more embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Not knowing when Assistant Xue would finish his report, and not understanding much of what was being discussed, after sitting for a while, she started feeling antsy. Glancing at the two men sitting opposite each other not far away, she thought for a moment and then decided to quietly head toward the door to leave.

She had already decided that she could temporarily do without her phone and luggage. Once out, she would borrow some money from an acquaintance in the secretary’s office and take a taxi to find Gu Xiyan or Shinian.

Given Lu Jingchen’s attitude, it was evidently unlikely she would get her belongings back.

As she reached the door, just as she placed her hand on the doorknob ready to twist it open, she heard a pleasing "beep" sound.

Song Qiao’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly tried to twist the doorknob, only to find that it wouldn’t open.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

From behind her came a man’s deep, sexy voice.