The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1250 - 625: The Tan Family Arrives With Hostile Intentions

The traffic officer glanced at Song Qiao, finding her somewhat familiar, but for a moment couldn’t recall where he’d seen her. Remembering his purpose here, he set aside his thoughts and focused on Nan Moyan, speaking in an official tone, "Comrade, please show me your driving license."

Nan Moyan wore a dark expression but still pulled out his driving license and handed it directly to the officer.

The officer took the license, glanced at the information, then looked up at Nan Moyan again, his voice carrying a hint of chill, "According to regulations, I’ll have to withhold your license for now. We’ll notify you to register at the traffic police station tomorrow; please provide your contact information for records."

Nan Moyan kept his face dark and said straightaway, "Just tell me the fine amount directly. I don’t have time right now."

His demeanor more or less conveyed... I’m very busy right now, get to the point.

It seemed the officer encountered someone ’cocky’ like Nan Moyan for the first time, perhaps due to his youth and tendency to joke around, the traffic officer didn’t respond to Nan Moyan but spoke to Song Qiao instead, "Miss, is this man your fiancé? If so, I advise you to break up with him sooner. Such disregard for traffic rules, which puts his own and others’ safety at risk, is bound to cause trouble eventually. When that happens, you’ll be heartbroken for a while; it’s better to find someone else sooner."

The traffic officer rattled off quite a speech, the longer he spoke, the darker Nan Moyan’s face grew. At first, Song Qiao was a bit taken aback by the officer’s words but couldn’t help laughing out loud afterward.

This traffic officer was truly adorable.

Moreover, he was such a fresh-faced cutie; she felt tempted to tease him.

The officer didn’t linger long since there was another traffic accident nearby, also due to running a red light. After educating Nan Moyan for a while, he left with his driving license.

Once it was just Song Qiao and Nan Moyan left in the hospital room, Song Qiao couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

Nan Moyan, still wearing a dark expression, glanced at Song Qiao, then turned to pour her a glass of water from the kettle, "Weren’t you saying you’re thirsty? Drink some water."

Song Qiao laughed so hard her corners hurt, but she took the glass directly, her eyes falling on Nan Moyan, yet she couldn’t control her mouth, continuing to grin.

She couldn’t hold it in, thinking about that little traffic officer seriously educating her brother, it just made her want to laugh.

"Still laughing? You’re about to spill the water." Though Nan Moyan was a bit angry initially, seeing Song Qiao, his anger instantly vanished, and he helplessly helped her wipe the water stains on her clothes with a tissue.

Song Qiao stopped drinking, put the cup on the bedside table, and blinked her big eyes at Nan Moyan, saying, "Brother, actually, what the officer said wasn’t wrong. Running a red light is indeed too dangerous, even if you were rushing to see me, you shouldn’t do that."

Nan Moyan responded with an indifferent ’hmm,’ sounding perfunctory.

Song Qiao instantly felt unhappy, pouting and protesting, "Brother, didn’t you hear what I said?"

"I heard."

"Then what did I just say?"

"Hmm? Running red lights is dangerous."

"So you won’t run red lights anymore, right?"

Nan Moyan, "..." didn’t answer.

"Brother, is that alright?" Song Qiao persisted, clinging to Nan Moyan’s hand and starting to act spoiled.

Nan Moyan looked at his sister, feeling a headache but still agreed, "Alright, alright, I won’t run red lights anymore."

Song Qiao finally showed a victorious smile, "You said it, let’s pinky swear."

Nan Moyan, "..."

He looked at Song Qiao’s outstretched finger, thinking it childish, but still extended his finger to pinky swear with her.

...

After staying in the hospital for a few days, Song Qiao was finally discharged.

Her discharge was somehow leaked; when she left the hospital that day, many journalists and photographers waited at the hospital entrance for her.

Song Qiao didn’t inform many people about her discharge, only letting Lu Jingchen pick her up, along with the two children.

The family of four appeared in the hospital lobby, instantly attracting much attention. Dressed in matching family outfits, their high attractiveness made eyes naturally fall upon them.

Song Qiao walked holding Lu Wangshu’s hand, while Lu Jingchen carried Song Nianhuan in one arm and gently supported Song Qiao’s waist with the other, exemplifying a thoughtful husband.

Assistant Xue went out to assess the situation, naturally spotting the journalists waiting at the entrance, and after contemplating, he returned to inform Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen furrowed his brows, stopped his steps.

Song Qiao stopped as well, but not having understood what Assistant Xue had said before, she looked at Lu Jingchen with a few traces of confusion, asking, "What’s wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Ma’am, many journalists are gathered at the entrance, not knowing who leaked your discharge news, they’re all waiting outside. We’re worried the scene might become uncontrollable," Assistant Xue didn’t hold back, reiterating what he had previously told the Boss.

However, there was one piece of information Assistant Xue only shared with Lu Jingchen, not Song Qiao.

It was that the Tan Family’s old man was also outside the hospital, reportedly there to seek Tan Shuya.

Yet... Tan Shuya wasn’t with them but with Nan Moyan, and they couldn’t hand her over.

Assistant Xue also noticed that the old man from the Tan Family seemed to come with ill intentions, accompanied by a dozen men in black.

Lu Jingchen’s deep eyes revealed a trace of coldness; he softly spoke to Song Qiao, "With Huanhuan and Wangshu near us, those journalists might rush up directly. For the kids’ safety, let’s exit through the side door."

Song Qiao had no objections, nodded, "Okay."

Assistant Xue immediately took out his phone to dial the driver’s number, instructing him to drive to the hospital’s side door at once.

It seemed the journalists hadn’t anticipated that Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao would choose not to exit through the main entrance but use the side door. A large group of journalists crouched at the hospital entrance, eager to capture firsthand information about Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao.