While saying those words, she had already let go of him. Lu Qing stood up and lightly brushed the dust off his clothes.
With his pristine face and graceful deanor, he looked every bit a gentleman of high status.
Although this esteed gentleman had just been flipped over his shoulder and pinned down by his wife, which was quite humiliating.
He spoke softly:
"Wife, you look absolutely stunning when you’re jealous."
"Ha, flattery won’t work this ti."
"Then, shall we discuss your plan to invite Ninth Uncle and Xiao Chen to live with us? I dislike having our marital life interrupted like this. Besides, I don’t get along with your Ninth Uncle at all—if we accidentally start fighting, what then? And having three n, one woman, and a lion and tiger living together? Isn’t that going to sound extrely odd if word gets out?"
Qin Miaomiao glared at him, "You’re doing this on purpose, twisting things unfairly!"
"A little jealousy is charming, but being excessively jealous becos a disaster, doesn’t it? Plus, I’ve been so cooperative—can you really bear to keep this up?"
He looked down at her, his hand wrapped around her waist, forcing Qin Miaomiao to look up at him. With a sly smile, she replied:
"You seem to know quite well. I don’t believe you’d actually be into Mo Wenwan. That White Lotus—if you couldn’t see through her, then it’s clear you’ve got so eye problems. Oh, by the way, this White Lotus is now targeting my company, stealing artists, scripts, directors, and resources."
Lu Qing’s expression darkened slightly: "Shall I have her blacklisted?"
Qin Miaomiao burst out laughing, "Blacklist her? Forget it—that would ruin all the fun. She’s practically declared war on . If I let you step in, people will say I’m relying on my husband. Wouldn’t that be humiliating? I’ll handle this myself."
"No need for help?"
"No need."
Lu Qing’s fingers brushed against her red lips with a lingering tenderness as he said:
"Not leveraging what’s right in front of you? Isn’t that a bit foolish?"
"If I rely on you to fight others, even if I win, it wouldn’t be satisfying. Besides, do you think I can’t handle her myself? Competing in looks, intelligence, or support network—how would I lose to her?"
Lu Qing chuckled, "Miao Miao, you’re truly different from other won. In a situation like this, most won would’ve stord off in anger by now."
Qin Miaomiao scoffed, "Storm off? Wrong. With my temperant, I’d go straight up and slap her across the face. Fight her until she begs for rcy!"
"Really?"
"Of course! But a good drama needs to be played out slowly to be enjoyable. Oh, and let warn you—next ti she dares to cling to you, if you don’t push her away, I’ll not only hit her, I’ll beat you too."
Lu Qing: ...
Great, his wife had fully evolved into a carnivorous plant. She was so fierce, she barely resembled a woman anymore!
It seed he was destined to wear the label of a henpecked husband.
He scooped her up in one swift motion, and instinctively, her legs clamped around him.
"Alright, alright, my Queen. Next ti, if it happens again, you can beat both of us. But you never co to my office—what brings you here now?"
His question reminded her:
"It’s about the company, but I can handle it."
Lu Qing bit her lip lightly, "You never let your husband deal with anything—this makes feel so defeated."
"Defeated over what? You play a very important role."
"Oh?"
"Bed warr."
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