Lin Han had always presented herself as knowledgeable, sensible, gentle, and charming. This time, she genuinely felt her self-esteem was hurt, and her eyes turned red, looking pitifully:
"Young Master Lu, now that you have someone new, have you forgotten the old? Have you really forgotten the bond between us?"
Even though she didn’t really have anything with Lu Qing, she didn’t want to lose so badly. These words were meant for Qin Miaomiao to hear; even if she lost face, she wanted to make her uncomfortable!
Lu Qing frowned, not expecting her to say that. He glanced at Qin Miaomiao instinctively, who seemed unfazed, and said calmly:
"Husband, is she having delusions of persecution?"
Lin Han became anxious upon hearing that. Does she really not believe her at all?
Lu Qing nodded, "Her condition is rather severe. My wife is very clever."
"Of course, why would you ever be interested in her?"
Another heavy blow, Lin Han lost both face and dignity! Unwilling to give up, she cried out:
"Young Master Lu, are you really so heartless? I don’t ask for your love, just that I can stay by your side. I..."
Qin Miaomiao rudely interrupted her: "Miss Lin, if you have a brain, you’d better stop talking, or else I’m afraid even my dinner from last night would come up. Such lines are too cliché."
Lin Han’s face turned pale, wanting to say something else, but Qin Miaomiao waved her hand:
"If you plan to sow discord next time, perhaps use a little bit more brain power. Isn’t the slap in the face enough?"
Lu Qing rubbed her head, delivered a heavy blow to Lin Han: "Why are you bothering with an idiot?"
Ah, it seems Lu Shen’s sharp tongue is even more impressive than hers! Simply admirable!
Lin Han’s face turned pale, her body swaying. She had suffered too many blows today; she had never been so humiliated in her life!
"Alright, let’s go quickly, grandfather is still waiting."
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and walked out. Lin Han watched helplessly as the two disappeared before her, her teeth almost gnashing in hatred!
How could this be? This was completely different from what she had planned! Why would Young Master Lu be so heartless to her?
In the car, Qin Miaomiao glanced at Lin Han, clicking her tongue twice: "That girl isn’t bad-looking, but her brain has some problems."
Lu Qing agreed deeply: "Yes, far worse than my wife’s."
Qin Miaomiao was very pleased with the compliments, snuggling up to his arm:
"Right, right, so I’m still considered smart."
Lu Qing coughed twice, "Hehe, as long as you’re happy."
"What do you mean! Lu Qing, if you dare say I’m dumb, I’ll ask for my gifts back!"
Lu Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, uttering three words:
Qin Miaomiao got a little angry, doubting her intelligence! A glance upwards, huh? The driver has changed? And he’s a cute young guy. She smiled, showing eight pearly whites, and asked softly:
"Where’s Little Second? Who are you?"
"Young Madam, I’m Little Seventh."
"Little Seventh, oh, you’re really cute."
As she finished speaking, her shoulder suddenly tightened, and Lu Qing’s face immediately darkened. Qin Miaomiao felt a severe chill all over, where did the cold wind come from?
Little Seventh saw Young Master Lu’s face in the rearview mirror, looking like someone owed him eight million. His back felt a chill, Young Madam, how could you do this to me!
Qin Miaomiao pointed at him and said to Lu Qing:
"Can I have him as my bodyguard?"
Lu Qing, with a sinister smile, uttered word by word:
"Sure, unless I’m dead."