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Lin Han’s expression froze instantly. She hadn’t expected Lu Qing to be so dismissive of her, outright embarrassing her in public and leaving her no room to recover!

On the other hand, Qin Miaomiao seed completely used to it. This was just Lu Qing being himself. The only surprise was that his reaction was slightly more restrained than she’d anticipated.

Fang Li’s face also darkened. Lu Qing’s treatnt of Lin Han not only made her lose face but also indirectly insulted him. However, she hadn’t even realized that Lu Qing letting Lin Han stay without kicking her out was already showing a lot of courtesy on his part.

"Lu Qing, Miss Lin is a guest after all, and a lady at that. How can you be so rude?"

"Yeah, brother, Sister Han is so nice. If you spent more ti with her, you’d understand."

Qin Miaomiao smirked faintly. Between the mother-in-law and the sister-in-law, they were truly sparing no effort in singing praises of and endorsing this other woman.

Clearly, she, as the wife, wasn’t very well-liked.

Lu Qing lifted his eyelids and glanced at Lin Han, his gaze dripping with mockery, before saying coolly:

"I don’t typically engage too much with subordinates."

Lin Han’s complexion turned even paler. Technically, she was indeed his subordinate at the mont. However, she barely managed to see him on a few rare occasions, let alone anything beyond that.

Fang Li imdiately chid in:

"Lu Qing, Miss Lin graduated from a prestigious university. Why not make her your personal secretary directly? She’s so smart and capable—she’d surely be a great help to you."

This was outright advertising!

If this continued, Qin Miaomiao seriously suspected Fang Li might just pack up Lin Han and deliver her straight to Lu Qing’s bed.

Lu Qing put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, a flicker of coldness flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"No need. I never use flower vases."

Lin Han’s face turned as white as possible.

With that, he stood up. Qin Miaomiao followed suit and turned to Old Sir Lu, saying:

"Grandpa, we’ll take our leave now. We’ll visit properly next ti."

"You’re not staying here tonight?"

Qin Miaomiao’s gaze swept over the others at the table, finally landing on Lin Han. She let out a faint chuckle and said:

"No, it seems soone doesn’t enjoy seeing around. I think it’s best for to be sensible. Grandpa, take care—we’ll be off."

Fang Li snapped harshly:

"What do you an by that! Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival. If you don’t stay at the estate, where do you plan to go? As the Lu Family’s daughter-in-law, acting like this is truly inappropriate."

Qin Miaomiao chuckled lightly:

"There are plenty of people who excel at appropriateness. Perhaps Mom might prefer them."

"You..."

Old Sir Lu slamd the table with a loud "bang," his face darkened with displeasure. His cold gaze landed on Fang Li, causing chills to run down her spine, before he said in an indifferent tone:

"You, as the wife of the Lu Family, fail to observe the situation. Then perhaps you’re equally unfit to hold the position."

Fang Li’s face went pale as she exclaid in disbelief:

"Dad! What do you an by that?"

The Old Sir Lu didn’t even glance at her, rising directly to his feet. Qin Miaomiao stepped forward to help support him.

"Miaomiao, co with to the study."

Then, his eyes turned to Lu Qing: "You co too."

Leaving the others in the living room, Fang Li sank into a deep sense of crisis. Lu Lu looked completely baffled, and even Lin Han lost her previously arrogant composure. None of them had anticipated the surprising turn of events.

Lu Qing’s indifference had hurt her deeply.

Inside the study, Old Sir Lu coughed lightly a few tis. Qin Miaomiao patted his back gently, her expression tinged with guilt:

"I’m sorry, Grandpa—I acted impulsively."

"Silly girl, what are you blaming yourself for? I know very well what kind of ’goodness’ your mother exhibits. A woman’s petty thoughts clouding her judgent—had she been slightly sharper, things wouldn’t have co to this... Enough of this. With Lu Qing by your side, you don’t need to fear anything in this household."

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