Ninth Uncle is really observant! Truly impressive, but no way she could ever admit it!
Competing for attention with a game, seriously? Could she just casually talk about this? What if she gets mocked?
"Ninth Uncle, you don’t care about me anymore."
Mr. Jiu snorted, "Don’t care about you? Would I take you out to sea if I didn’t care? Would I help you teach that boy Lu Qing a lesson if I didn’t care?"
"He... he followed us?"
"Old Third’s men are entertaining him right now. Relax, since he made you suffer, Ninth Uncle will help you settle the score."
Qin Miaomiao stared into the vast ocean and suddenly felt an ominous premonition. She grabbed Ninth Uncle’s sleeve anxiously and asked:
"They won’t go too far, will they?"
As long as guns and explosives aren’t involved, it’s not a big deal. As for small weapons like knives or daggers, they’re just appetizers, hardly considered extreme.
Qin Miaomiao finally felt reassured. "That’s good, he needs to be restrained, hmph! Ninth Uncle, I’m going to stay in Liyuan for a few more days."
"Qin Miaomiao, don’t even think about it!"
A furious shout echoed as Lu Qing zipped over on a small yacht at lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of them, and with one swift leap, he jumped onto the ship.
Seeing Mr. Jiu tending to her injured foot brought his temper to a boiling point!
Her delicate feet were not for anyone else to touch! That was his exclusive privilege! Even this pesky old man wouldn’t be an exception!
Ou Beichen followed behind leisurely, greeted Qin Miaomiao lazily, and strolled over. He casually grabbed a nearby bottle of liquor and took a sip.
"Hey! That’s alcohol! High proof—what’s a minor like you doing drinking it?"
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Mr. Jiu slowly stood up, glanced at Lu Qing, and said in an icy tone:
"Floating in the sea. You’ll need to send someone to fish them out."
Mr. Jiu sneered, "You’ve got some nerve, boy."
"Not really. It’s just that, Ninth Uncle, your men are a bit too weak."
Mr. Jiu coldly snorted, "Is that so? Why don’t you play with the new guy I just hired?"
A man dressed in white suddenly appeared behind Lu Qing. Upon seeing him, even Qin Miaomiao couldn’t keep her cool!
"Ouyang Yan? What are you doing here?"
Ouyang Yan smiled at her, "We meet again, Miss Qin."
He stepped forward, intending to kiss her hand gallantly, but Ou Beichen, who was standing close by, immediately blocked him. At some point, a knife and fork had appeared in his hand, one aimed directly at Ouyang Yan’s eye!
Dodging swiftly, Ouyang Yan laughed and said:
"Ou Bei Yao, it seems your younger brother’s skills are pretty decent."
Ou Bei Yao stepped forward too, his gaze at Ou Beichen carrying a hint of pride and satisfaction:
"Of course, do you even know whose little brother he is?"
"Could you let your brother back off? My target today is Young Master Lu."
"Xiao Chen, stand down for now."
Ou Beichen ignored him. Ou Bei Yao started getting flustered:
"Xiao Chen, stand down for now. We can talk this out."
Lu Qing, at this point, was more amused than annoyed. He casually sat next to Qin Miaomiao, grabbed her Martini, and downed it in one gulp.
Qin Miaomiao remarked softly, "Xiao Chen drank from that just now."
Lu Qing froze instantly! His voice dropped as he gritted his teeth:
"Qin Miaomiao! You ran away from home, all because of some game? Do you not feel a shred of remorse?"
Qin Miaomiao looked completely innocent, "What? Ran away from home? How could that be? I just wanted to visit Ninth Uncle and return to my hometown. How could this be running away?"