The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1254 - 629: Mr. Qin Comes to See Lu Jingchen

After a brief pause, Song Nianhuan cheerfully added, "But Godfather’s cooking is the best. When we were in Paris, it was Godfather who cooked for me and Mom. Even Godmother Gu Qing said that Godfather’s dishes are the best."

Lu Jingchen’s face had already darkened; he didn’t expect that Chu Munan held such a high position in his daughter’s heart.

He pursed his lips, then picked up Song Nianhuan and gently said, "Sweetie, you haven’t tasted Daddy’s cooking yet. Once you do, I guarantee you’ll want more. It’s even better than your Godfather’s."

Song Nianhuan’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

Lu Jingchen nodded, "Of course, would Daddy lie to you?"

"No, Daddy would never lie to Huanhuan."

"Good girl... Play here with your brother, and Daddy will go cook for you, okay?"

Song Nianhuan nodded eagerly, like a garlic peeler.

Nanny Chen stood to the side, unable to suppress her smile. Seeing the way the sir and the young miss interacted, she was already very satisfied.

The sir had worked hard for so long, now he was finally reaping the rewards.

Lu Jingchen put Song Nianhuan down and spoke to Nanny Chen, "Nanny Chen, you can get off work early today and rest at home tomorrow. We don’t have work on the weekend, and we plan to take the kids out."

Nanny Chen was getting on in years and more rest would be good for her. Plus, she lived quite a distance from the villa, and commuting every day was tiring.

Originally, Lu Jingchen had intended for Nanny Chen to move in, but she was reluctant to leave the home she had shared with her husband for decades. He understood the depth of their bond; after all, they had been together for many years.

So he didn’t press the issue, just said she could move in when she was older.

Nanny Chen felt touched, her eyes tingling with the urge to cry, hastily wiping them and nodding, "Okay, okay, I’ll be back on Monday."

Lu Jingchen responded with a nod.

Nearby, Lu Wangshu glanced at his father, then at his sister, pressing his lips together without speaking.

Dad’s cooking was decent, but not as good as Uncle Chu’s. He once had Uncle Chu’s cooking, and it was way better than the family’s chef’s meals, making him wonder if Uncle Chu was a professional chef.

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Minutes later in the kitchen, Lu Jingchen had rolled up his shirt sleeves, scanning the ingredients with slightly pursed lips before getting started.

Two servants watched anxiously. Hesitating a moment, they stepped forward, "Sir, do you need any help?"

They were new and had never seen Lu Jingchen cook, unaware of his decent culinary skills.

Without looking up, Lu Jingchen replied coolly, "No need, go take care of other tasks and don’t disturb me."

The two servants exchanged glances and exited.

The kitchen was well-stocked, featuring two large refrigerators stuffed with ingredients.

When the butler entered, Lu Jingchen was pouring oil into a heated pan.

"Sir..." The butler approached with respect.

Lu Jingchen, without turning, replied, "What is it?"

The butler hesitated, then spoke, "The chairman of Dongheng Bank is outside, wishing to see you."

The chairman of Dongheng Bank... Tan Shuya’s father.

Hearing this, Lu Jingchen paused with the oil, then turned off the heat, seeing the oil start to sizzle.

Planning to finish cooking quickly and take Qiaoqiao and the kids out, now dinner would have to wait.

He coolly wiped his hands on a towel and instructed, "Lead him to the first-floor study."

The first-floor study was for guests since he disliked visitors upstairs, plus work-related people often came by on weekends.

The butler nodded and left.

Upon entering the living room, Mr. Tan noticed Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan playing on the carpet beside the sofa, pausing briefly at the sight. His eyes softened with an unrecognizable emotion.

These children of Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao... they were charming, no wonder Old Man Lu doted on them, leaving only regrets for his daughter.

With that thought, his expression darkened.

The butler blocked his view of the children, "Mr. Tan, our president awaits you in the study, this way please."

Mr. Tan withdrew his gaze, ceasing to watch the kids, and followed toward the study.

Lu Jingchen, waiting in the study, stood as the butler and Mr. Tan entered. He gestured to the sofa, "Mr. Tan, please sit."

The man’s expression was unreadable, with eyes smiling almost imperceptibly.

Mr. Tan, experienced but uncertain about Lu Jingchen, frowned as he sat opposite without speaking.

Unruffled, Lu Jingchen instructed the butler, "Butler, prepare some Longjing tea."

The butler agreed and left.

Once alone, Lu Jingchen seated himself and asked, "What brings you here today, Mr. Tan?"

Mr. Tan’s expression was unsightly, aware that Lu Jingchen likely knew his intent but was forcing him to state it.