My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 566 - 486 His Abnormality

It was only around eight o’clock when they returned ho. After a quick bite, the two went off to handle their own affairs.

She was deeply imrsed in scriptwriting, unable to pull herself out. Just as she was writing, the doorbell rang. When Qin Miaomiao opened the door, it turned out to be Ou Beichen!

He had been away for quite a few days. During this ti, he seed to have matured considerably—his features even seed to have sharpened.

His facial contours appeared remarkably rugged and stern.

"Xiao Chen?"

"Sister."

He greeted her. Qin Miaomiao hurriedly pulled him inside, her expression tense as she asked:

"What happened?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to have a bowl of noodles."

Coming in just for noodles? Ever since Ou bei Yao’s death, he had undergone a drastic change. These days, he rarely stayed at her place.

She hadn’t even seen him much.

This sudden reunion startled her imnsely—he seed much gloomier than ever.

He walked in and sat down on the sofa while Qin Miaomiao went to the kitchen to prepare noodles for him.

Lu Qing, sitting nearby, glanced at him sideways:

"Is it about Ouyang Yan?"

"My n have tracked him down, but they didn’t take him out. Lost several people in the process too."

"A cunning rabbit has three burrows. That man is way too devious—it’s not going to be easy to capture him."

Ou Beichen, his expression darkened, muttered under his breath:

"So close. I was just that close. I want to kill him, carve him into pieces!"

Lu Qing, for once, tried to comfort him:

"Don’t rush. When dealing with enemies, you’ve got to be more patient and composed than they are. Otherwise, the first person to fall will definitely be you. Get a grip on your emotions and don’t let Miao Miao notice. She’s been ntioning you several tis since you haven’t been ho."

Ou Beichen leaned back, his face showing a hint of fatigue. His hand covered his forehead as he responded with a soft grunt.

Qin Miaomiao brought out the noodles—a total of three bowls, each with a golden fried egg, nicely done.

"Xiao Chen, have a taste."

"Alright."

"Honey, this is yours."

If she only made noodles for Xiao Chen and none for Lu Qing, that little stingy guy would surely hold a grudge. No one could be pettier than him in matters like this.

Ou Beichen lowered his head, said nothing, and finished the entire bowl of noodles in silence.

"Is there more?"

"Yes, let go get it for you."

She said this and went to serve another bowl for him. He ate quietly, savoring it; the more silent he beca, the more Qin Miaomiao felt heartbroken watching him.

Ou bei Yao’s death had struck him hard. He was already introverted, and now, this tendency seed to be worsening.

"Sis, I’m done eating. I’ll go rest now."

"Alright, take a shower first, it’ll make you feel more comfortable when you sleep."

"Mhm."

After he went into the room, Qin Miaomiao shook her head and said:

"I’m really worried about him like this."

"Don’t worry. It’s just a phase. Once Ouyang Yan is dealt with, everything will slowly get better."

"Let’s hope so."

Christmas was on its way, and a grand charity gala was being held. Qin Miaomiao had attended such events several tis before—walking the red carpet, cocktail parties, and the like.

This ti, she dressed fairly conservatively. After walking the red carpet with Lu Qing, they reached the venue, where half the entertainnt industry had shown up.

For so reason today, she couldn’t muster much energy. She thought of drinking so champagne to perk up, but after finishing the glass, she felt even more off. After informing Lu Qing, she headed to the restroom. Suddenly, soone reached out and covered her mouth.