Little Fourth said with a grin, "For something , Little Seventh should handle it. Little Seventh is clever and dexterous—he’ll definitely help Young Madam put on the coat properly."
Then, he pushed Little Seventh inside the room and promptly closed the door. Amitabha, Little Seventh, if you don’t go to hell, who will?
I’ll definitely watch with a smile as you descend into hell.
Little Seventh’s back was pressed tightly against the door, looking extremely nervous. He swallowed hard and stammered, "Um, Young Madam, I... I..."
"What are you stammering for? It’s just putting on a coat. Why are you so tense? You hold the coat, and I’ll put my arms in myself."
Little Seventh’s face turned as red as a boiled shrimp. He held the coat, but his hands were trembling a bit. Qin Miaomiao stood right in front of him, gesturing for him to raise the sleeves higher so she could slide her arms in.
The elegant fragrance on her body was intoxicating, and Little Seventh didn’t dare to look at anything. He shut his eyes tightly.
"Alright, done. Oh, by the way, Little Seventh, earlier I heard you talking to Little Fourth about some White Lotus. Which oblivious person is trying to cling to Lu Qing this time?"
Little Seventh covered his mouth, looking as though he couldn’t say a word. Qin Miaomiao clicked her tongue:
"Looks like there’s something going on. That jerk Lu Qing—I knew it! I told him not to strut around with that face of his; it’s bound to attract rotten peach blossoms."
Young Madam, aren’t you swimming in peach blossoms yourself?
Qin Miaomiao glanced at the sky, pondering how Lu Qing might be home alone, possibly lonely, bored, and cold. What if he couldn’t resist temptation and brought some girl back home?
If I’d known, I wouldn’t have sent him back by himself. What a miscalculation! An absolute blunder!
"Little Seventh, prepare the car. I’m going home."
Just as quickly, she shook her head at herself. "No way. Lu Qing definitely isn’t stupid enough to bring some girl home. Better probe a little first."
She pulled out her phone and sent him a video call, but... he didn’t pick up!
Something’s up! It’s definitely something sketchy!
Qin Miaomiao looked up at Little Seventh, her smile turning ominous. "Little Seventh, come here."
Little Seventh shook his head frantically. Young Madam’s smile was so sinister—there was absolutely nothing good about this!
"Little Seventh, be good. I’m not going to eat you. Now, tell me, what’s this about the White Lotus?"
"I don’t know anything!"
Qin Miaomiao flicked her hair and said leisurely, "Then I’ll tell Young Master Lu that you saw me changing clothes."
Little Seventh stared at her in disbelief. Young Madam, you’re actually resorting to threats! But I won’t yield to your tyranny!
"Alright, fine. It’s : A woman named Mo Wenwan got into Young Master Lu’s car and tried to throw herself at him. But Young Master Lu remained upright and didn’t waver at all. He decisively rejected her and then had Sixth Brother escort her home. Sixth Brother secretly flaunted his master driving skills, and as soon as she stepped out of the car, she threw up until the sky spun and the earth trembled. So, Young Madam, please pretend you didn’t hear anything, or we’re all doomed."
Qin Miaomiao stepped forward, patted him on the head, smoothed out his hair, and smiled:
"Of course. I didn’t hear anything. I’m hungry—tonight, I want clear noodle soup."
"Young Madam, look, Young Master Lu completely stayed upright and didn’t let her get close. You shouldn’t be angry, right?"
Qin Miaomiao raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"
That jerk Lu Qing actually gave someone the chance to throw herself at him and even let her get into his car! To top it off, he dared not to answer her video call? Ha! Does he really think this will blow over just like that? Not a chance!
Little Seventh shivered, suddenly feeling a bit cold. Should he go ahead and snitch first? No, if he did that, wouldn’t the whole secret spill?
Amitabha, Young Master Lu, Young Madam—both are impossible to offend. Maybe I should just request a transfer to Africa. If nothing else, it’ll save me from all this drama.