Lu Qing pulled her into his arms, feeling the closeness of skin-to-skin contact, even tinged with a bit of possessiveness.
"With , there’s only one rule. I can spoil you, you can be as unruly as you want, throw any tantrum you wish, but there’s one thing I won’t accept—flirting with other n."
"Hubby, you really look like that stereotypical overbearing CEO now! So domineering. But what if I dare to flirt anyway?"
Lu Qing’s eyes flickered, and he bit down on her shoulder, speaking deliberately:
"Then for the rest of your life, you won’t even need to get out of bed."
"You’re not a Teddy bear, going at it with the sky, the earth, and the air."
Lu Qing tightened his grip around her, inhaling the faint fragrance on her neck, with a hint of nace:
"With you, I am. And you probably can’t imagine it either—your activity space will shrink to just a few square ters, right?"
Qin Miaomiao finally understood—there was no reasoning with a jealous man. He might be accommodating with other matters, but on this point, it was absolutely his Achilles’ heel!
Knowing when to bow to reality is wisdom. Fine, she’d endure.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you, isn’t that enough? I’m hungry, hubby; get sothing to eat. How about so spicy crawfish? I haven’t had any flavorful food in days."
"It’s early morning, your stomach’s empty, and you dare to eat sothing that spicy? Planning to give up on your stomach?"
"I’m just suddenly craving it! Otherwise, how about so hotpot lamb? Barbecue works too. I haven’t had a proper al in days; it’s been so miserable."
Lu Qing looked at her pitiful expression, knowing she was holding a grudge and doing this on purpose.
He made a phone call, instructing soone to prepare the crawfish and crabs thoroughly, then said calmly:
"In one hour, everything will be ready. Sleep for another half an hour before getting up."
Qin Miaomiao finally felt so relief.
"Hubby, you’re so mighty and commanding. But I need to get up to take a shower—I’m all sweaty. Hubby, will you bathe ?"
Clearly, she never tired of ordering him around.
Lu Qing gave her a sideways glance:
"Having serve you cos at a price."
Qin Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly: "Go ahead, what’s the price? Do you want money or a person?"
"Both."
"Hubby, even bathing has beco transactional now—that’s not right. You’re an overbearing CEO for heaven’s sake! Plus, you’ve been called a wife-slave before. Can’t you spoil a bit more? Money’s fine, but forget about the person."
"One million. One bath."
Qin Miaomiao: ...
Shaless businessman, absolutely shaless! Lu Qing was getting more outrageous by the day!
"Give two million, and I’ll bathe you instead, how about that?"
"Deal."
Looking at her bank account with an additional two million, Qin Miaomiao silently counted the zeros.
The exhaustion in her body suddenly felt replaced by energy!
What drives motivation? Money!
She imdiately got off the bed, adjusted the water temperature just right, and struck a pose like a maid, respectfully saying:
"Young Master Lu, please enter the tub so this humble servant can bathe you."
Lu Qing glanced at her and nodded approvingly:
"Not bad. Pretty perceptive. Serve well, and there’ll be rewards."
Qin Miaomiao: ...
She suddenly felt like she’d gone from queen to one of those old-ti bathhouse attendants!
What made her sink so low?
Money!
"To the left, put in more effort. The right—my shoulder’s aching, give it a massage. Oh, and these feet, scrub them properly. You’re not putting in enough strength—try harder!"
Qin Miaomiao angrily threw the bath sponge into the tub and turned her face away:
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