The camera turns on, and it’s Yan Lv leaning in: "Hi, Sis-in-law, I heard you got hurt?"
Qin Miaomiao was originally planning to settle the score with Lu Qing, but with outsiders present, she naturally couldn’t lose her temper. Forced to hold it in, she managed to squeeze out a faint smile:
"It’s nothing. Why are you all gathered together?"
"Brother Lu said, since it’s rare for his wife not to be at home, us brothers should come keep him company and, while we’re at it, prepare a few girls for him."
Qin Miaomiao let out a sarcastic chuckle: "Yan Si, it seems you weren’t satisfied with how badly you lost last time. Don’t worry, next time I promise not to go easy on you."
"No, Sis-in-law, don’t take my words seriously! Rest assured, I’ll definitely keep a close watch on Brother Lu for you and make sure no girl ever lays so much as a finger on him!"
Just then, Jin Jing also chimed in, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, grinning:
"Sis-in-law, we’re all hanging out at your place now. I heard this red wine is part of your collection. You won’t feel bad if we finish it off, right?"
Qin Miaomiao: "I’ll feel bad, but just remember to pay me back with two bottles."
"Alright, then I won’t hold back."
Qin Miaomiao thought for a moment and added: "Third drawer of the wine cabinet, there’s dice and mahjong—I hid them there; you can take them out and play. Also, at the very bottom of the wine cabinet, I’ve stashed a bottle of 1982 Château Lafite—feel free to grab it too."
Her words instantly piqued Meng Yan and Song Li’s interest. They walked over and waved at the camera while greeting her:
"Sis-in-law, even your prized stash is up for grabs? You’re truly something else."
Aaaaaah, her idol was talking to her! Though calling her "Sis-in-law" somewhat killed the vibe, the key point is—it’s her idol, and he looks incredibly handsome on camera!
"Also, there’s a box of Cuban cigars on the top shelf of the wine cabinet."
This time, Lu Qing’s expression turned a bit strange as he grabbed the phone: "Cigars? How come I didn’t know about this?"
Qin Miaomiao smugly raised her eyebrows: "Haven’t you always wanted some? I was planning to secretly buy them to surprise you."
Hmph, try to upset her, would he? Forget about enjoying those cigars alone!
Yan Lv and Jin Jing were gleefully rummaging through the cupboards, indeed unearthing plenty of treasures—men really don’t have many loves beyond tobacco, alcohol, and women.
Meng Yan gave a thumbs-up: "Sis-in-law really understands how to handle her husband. Brother Lu probably can’t escape her grasp in this lifetime."
"Get lost, all of you, don’t intrude on me and my wife’s quality time."
The four men collectively shot him a disdainful look. Hah, show-off!
So what if you have a great wife? Is it really worth bragging about? Sure, she might not nag at all, be ridiculously thoughtful, prep cigars, booze, mahjong, dice, and even bond seamlessly with his buddies. Damn it, the more they thought about it, the more unfair it felt. What kind of dumb luck did Lu Qing stumble upon to find such a perfect wife?
Privately, the four of them made a pact: during the next gambling session, they’d team up to con him. Con him so hard he’d have no choice but to streak!
On the video call, Qin Miaomiao looked extra adorable, lying on the bed as Lu Qing chuckled and remarked:
"Why did you spill it all? These guys are bound to empty the house—totally merciless."
"What’s there to feel bad about? Tonight, all the wine they drink and cigars they smoke, you just win them back fair and square. If you can’t win, I’ll handle it next time."
"My wife is truly bold."
Qin Miaomiao let out a cold chuckle,
"So, if you dare to have any entanglements with other women, or if another woman even touches you, you better be prepared."
She even mimed a motion of snapping her head.
"Enjoy yourselves, don’t make too much of a mess. Goodnight."
Lu Qing held onto the phone, unknowingly letting out a laugh. She must’ve found out about Mo Wenwan, throwing a little jealous fit—it’s utterly adorable.