Lu Qing’s gaze flickered with a trace of darkness.
There had never been anyone like her who could unsettle him so easily.
But he absolutely wouldn’t allow anyone to affect him!
That night, he didn’t sleep with her but went to another room instead.
Qin Miaomiao quietly exhaled in relief. If she had to sleep on the sa bed again, she wouldn’t know what mindset to adopt to face him.
Trying not to offend, yet unwilling to get close—that delicate balance was truly difficult to navigate.
The next day, she got up early. Since new clothes hadn’t been delivered, she was still wearing last night’s outfit. She tied up her hair, tidied herself, and then went downstairs.
At the dining table sat Lu Lu, who, upon seeing her, revealed a scornful smile and mocked her in a contemptuous tone:
"Waking up this late? Clearly, you don’t know the rules of the Lu Family. As the wife of the Lu Family, you must rise before eight and also prepare breakfast."
Her lofty, commanding tone was genuinely unpleasant.
Qin Miaomiao took a seat at the other end of the table. Seeing that she ignored her, Lu Lu beca even more upset, and her words grew sharper:
"It seems you’re not only slow-witted but also hard of hearing. Didn’t you hear what I just said? Don’t think that my brother bringing you back here ans anything! And don’t believe I’m unaware—he didn’t even sleep in the sa room as you last night. He didn’t even want to touch you. Do you actually think you can hold on to the title of Mrs. Lu?"
Qin Miaomiao looked at her with a faint, sarcastic smile, and after a pause, she responded calmly:
"It seems that you’re quite fond of prying into others’ personal matters. Additionally, you could use so lessons on manners. Raising your voice at your sister-in-law is truly inappropriate behavior."
Lu Lu was so furious that she practically jumped from her seat!
"Qin Miaomiao, what do you an? How dare you insult ? What makes you think you’re qualified to insult !"
Qin Miaomiao sat there gracefully, forming a stark contrast with Lu Lu’s enraged deanor.
Her gaze swept over Lu Lu, cold and devoid of any warmth. For so reason, Lu Lu suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, a sense of unease swelling within—a feeling she typically experienced only when facing her brother.
How could this wretched woman possess such a commanding presence?
No, it must be an illusion. Who did she think she was?
She had neither beauty nor background, just got lucky by having Grandpa shield her.
"As your sister-in-law, it’s certainly my duty to educate my younger sister-in-law."
"What sister-in-law? I don’t acknowledge you! Get out of here right now! The Lu Family would never want soone like you as a daughter-in-law!"
Lu Lu made a gesture as if she were about to throw her out. Qin Miaomiao appeared entirely unaffected and rely clicked her tongue:
"For soone who’s Lu Qing’s younger sister, you certainly don’t bear any resemblance to him. It looks like you need to seriously work on your manners. Otherwise, if you embarrass yourself in public, people will question the upbringing of the Lu Family."
When Lu Lu heard this, she seed profoundly struck. Before she could react, a voice cold as frost rang out from behind:
"Who are you accusing of poor manners?"
Qin Miaomiao turned her head and saw Fang Li standing behind her, her expression cloaked in an icy chill. Her gaze, sharp as a blade, made Qin Miaomiao’s heart clench.
After all, this was her nominal mother-in-law. She was evidently more formidable than Lu Lu, far harder to deal with.
She stood up and obediently greeted her:
"Mom."
Fang Li sneered:
"Don’t call that; I can’t afford such respect. Just now, you said Lu Lu lacked manners, didn’t you? Looks like you have quite the opinion of the Lu Family."
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