Qin Miaomiao only now realized just how huge a misunderstanding she’d caused. She angrily pinched his arm, and Little Sixth almost cried out in pain. It hurt—a lot. That spot was definitely going to bruise! Young Madam really didn’t hold back at all!
She couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief—thank goodness. Lu Qing hadn’t cheated on her. Otherwise...
Little Sixth was still rattled by how she had triggered the hotel alarm directly. Young Madam’s methods were harsh, but they were simple, direct, and effective. It was clear why Young Master Lu liked her; it wasn’t without reason.
"Next time, I’ll tell Lu Qing to transfer you to Africa to replace Little Seventh!"
Little Sixth widened his eyes at her—he absolutely did not want to go to Africa! Poor Little Seventh had already been sunburned several shades darker and had to fight off mosquitoes, pythons, tigers, and lions daily. Life there was truly miserable!
"Poor Little Seventh is probably suffering a lot. How about you apply to Lu Qing and swap places with him?"
Little Sixth refused adamantly, "No, no, no! As Young Madam’s bodyguard, I am fully dedicated to protecting her without a single doubt in my heart!"
He would rather die than go to Africa!
"Then, are you still going to leak information to Lu Qing?"
"Will you continue to tell him every single detail about me?"
"Good, obedient—as you should. Now, come with me to meet someone."
Inside the café, Little Sixth sat in a corner, his ears perked up, eavesdropping on the conversation happening nearby. His emotions were extremely complicated.
Young Master Lu, I’m sorry! Young Madam is meeting with a man privately, but because I promised her, I can’t tip you off! However, I’ll definitely keep a close watch and never let that man take a single ounce of advantage over Young Madam!
Qin Miaomiao asked while elegantly sipping her coffee. Li Li’s gaze narrowed slightly. Her demeanor—it was so much like that person’s. Why was it that someone who didn’t resemble him at all in appearance had mannerisms that were uncannily similar?
"Su Moli tried to seduce me."
"Ha, figured as much. She thinks that by wearing Su Jin’s face, she can tempt you into stopping the acquisition. How long do you think Chu Yunhao can hold on?"
"No more than a month."
"Perfect timing. I’ll add another hundred million."
"What’s wrong, not enough?"
Li Li shook his head. "No, it’s not that. I’m just curious—as Lu Qing’s wife, why are you so informed about the Su Family’s affairs, and why are you so invested in crushing Chu Yunhao?"
Qin Miaomiao froze for a moment—he had already investigated her background thoroughly!
But of course, Li Li was always a cautious man. If he was going to work with her, he’d naturally want to vet her properly.
"I have my reasons. Besides, Mr. Li only cares about the outcome, doesn’t he?"
Li Li gave her a deep look, then took a sip of his coffee. "Indeed. Pleasure working with you."
"One more thing—I’d like to see to what extent Su Moli is willing to go for money. Why don’t we set up a trap?"
Li Li raised an eyebrow. "What kind of trap are you thinking?"
Qin Miaomiao broke into laughter, her dimples showing sweetly, yet her gaze remained icy cold:
"A trap that will strip Su Moli of her dignity, her principles, everything—until Chu Yunhao wishes he could sacrifice all he owns to save her!"
The discussion wrapped up, and Qin Miaomiao received a call from Lu Qing:
"At a café. The meeting’s over; I’m planning to head back."
"Wait there. I’ll come pick you up."
She had just thought to tell him not to bother, but the call had already ended. His tone sounded a bit displeased.
Li Li wasn’t typically one to pry, but he couldn’t help asking:
"Mm, he’s coming to pick me up."
"I’ve heard so much about Young Master Lu. Would I be fortunate enough to meet him?"