He stood there, like the most noble emperor, casually uttering these words.
In a protective manner, he pulled Qin Miaomiao behind him, his gaze dark and fixed on Chu Yunhao, before continuing in a flat voice:
"Do you have any objections?"
When facing Lu Qing, Chu Yunhao was completely forced into submission. Not only did his initial intent to hold someone accountable vanish, but he was also reluctant to concede, so he said:
"Young Master Lu, in front of so many people, she actually hit my wife. Isn’t that a bit too much?"
Lu Qing didn’t even spare him a glance. Instead, he turned to Qin Miaomiao:
"Do you feel better now?"
It seemed as though, if she said no, he would let her continue hitting until she was satisfied. Qin Miaomiao’s inner hatred was suppressed at that moment, but under the gaze of the crowd, even though she had hit Su Moli, she was still in the wrong.
Qin Miaomiao looked at Su Moli’s somewhat twisted face and smiled as she said:
"With that face, don’t you feel ashamed? When you look in the mirror at midnight, aren’t you afraid..."
Her voice was dark and chilling. Su Moli’s complexion turned pale, as if she’d seen something terrifying. What did this woman actually know?
Qin Miaomiao turned to Chu Yunhao and let out a derisive laugh:
"President Chu certainly takes good care of your wife, unwilling to let her suffer even the slightest grievance. To uninformed outsiders, they might truly believe President Chu is a lovesick man. President Chu’s acting skills are nothing short of astounding."
Her words were clear mockery. Chu Yunhao looked at her with some confusion, completely unable to understand why he had offended her to provoke such hostility.
However, her eyes looked uncannily like someone else’s—someone he had personally put to death!
"How dull. Mrs. Zhang, you better pick up those coins carefully. Every single one of them must be gathered, alright?"
Mrs. Zhang was so enraged that she wanted to immediately stand up, but Mr. Zhang firmly pressed her down, terrified that she might say something to anger Lu Qing.
The auction was about to begin. Lu Qing draped his arm over Qin Miaomiao’s shoulder as they walked into the main hall.
Su Moli’s face turned ashen with fury, yet she was powerless to do anything. The onlookers dispersed one by one. Mrs. Zhang violently pushed Mr. Zhang away and began shouting: "Why are you covering my mouth? Your wife was bullied, and you didn’t even say a word! You even took their side against me?"
Mr. Zhang’s face darkened as he shouted back: "Enough! Do you ever use your brain? You throw tantrums at anyone you meet. That was Lu Qing! The president of the Long Ting Group! One word from him could leave us unable to survive in Yan Jing. Are you trying to see me go bankrupt before you’re satisfied?"
Mrs. Zhang was stunned by his reprimand and felt somewhat guilty: "You’re bluffing, right? Is he... is he really that powerful?"
"Didn’t you see President He bowing and scraping before him? If my career is ruined, it’ll be because of you, this dim-witted woman. Now go and pick up all the coins immediately!"
Mrs. Zhang wasn’t completely brainless. Rattled by his warning, she finally realized the gravity of the situation. Turning her head, she noticed Su Moli, and the words that had just been spoken came back to her. She immediately jumped up and pointed at Su Moli, cursing: "You! You were the one adding fuel to the fire earlier! Since you know that woman, why didn’t you warn me?"
Su Moli put on an innocent expression: "How was I supposed to know she was connected to someone so powerful? But, I heard that Mr. Lu has a wife. This Miss Qin sure is impressive."
Mrs. Zhang scoffed disdainfully, her teeth clenched in anger. "Ah, so she’s just a little third. Just wait—this grudge, I’ll definitely avenge it!"
Su Moli snickered coldly. That woman was indeed quite foolish. Turning her head, she saw Chu Yunhao deep in thought, his face looking extremely gloomy.