And now, Qin Miaomiao, the nominal Mrs. Lu, is hearing these people curse her behind her back—how would she react?
Just the thought of it made her certain—she’d be both jealous and suffocatingly angry, almost to the point of excitement! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NovelHub(.)net
The boss listened and grew increasingly disturbed. The Young Madam was the rightful Mrs. Lu, yet these women were cursing her !
What did they mean by "she’s the third party interfering"? The Young Madam was clearly Lu Qing’s legitimate, lawfully wedded wife!
As for Mo Wenwan, back then, because of her heart condition, Lu Qing did indeed show some concern for her. Even they thought Lu Qing liked Mo Wenwan, but now it turns out that wasn’t the case at all.
Lu Qing only likes the Young Madam, okay!
But this woman talks like she and Lu Qing have something going on! If the Young Madam really believed it, then what?
The more they thought about it, the more chilling it became—it felt like the whole world might just turn upside down.
Qin Miaomiao gave Mo Wenwan a deep look, the corner of her mouth curving slightly. Mo Wenwan thought for sure that she was absolutely consumed with jealousy now. Feeling rather smug, she was tempted to say something more to add fuel to the fire, but Qin Miaomiao’s phone suddenly rang. She casually took it out and calmly waved it:
"Excuse me, let me take this call."
She pressed the answer button. "Hello? Young Master Lu, do you have any instructions for me?"
Young Master Lu? Was it really the same Lu Qing they were just gossiping about?
The other women immediately pricked up their ears. They had just been speculating about him and Mo Wenwan, and now, Lu Qing himself was calling!
But the fact that Lu Qing was calling Qin Miaomiao instead of Mo Wenwan—now, that was interesting.
"Yes, the ’Reincarnation’ project is nearly wrapped up. We’re currently looking into other film ventures. Miss Mo Wenwan was gracious enough to invite me to her tea party, where I got to meet several professionals from the industry."
Talk about projects? Qin Miaomiao once mentioned during an interview that Lu Qing was her financial backer—could that really be true?
The Long Ting Group is such a colossal entity! Their accumulated funds have reached jaw-dropping levels. Even if the film projects were handled entirely by them, it wouldn’t amount to much. For Lu Qing, a finance tycoon who manages countless affairs daily, to personally call and inquire—what does that say?
It means she’s the one Lu Qing values now!
No matter what their relationship truly is, it at least proves that she is the one at Lu Qing’s side. Compared to Mo Wenwan, hyped as the "childhood sweetheart" or "old flame," she is far more significant!
With Lu Qing’s status and power so clearly displayed, if he wants to invest in film projects, throwing in a few billion—or even tens of billion—is just a trivial matter. With an investor as robust as him, what couldn’t be achieved?
Everyone’s attitude toward Qin Miaomiao shifted visibly—winning her favor equates to winning over Lu Qing!
Who in their right mind would turn their back on money?
As Lu Qing and Qin Miaomiao chatted, he started feeling that something wasn’t quite right—his dear wife was seriously discussing projects with him.
Especially when she brought up Mo Wenwan.
Still puzzled, he suddenly heard Qin Miaomiao say:
"Young Master Lu, I saw an interesting photo just now."
"Oh? What kind of photo?"
The corner of Qin Miaomiao’s lips curled upward, her gaze shifting toward Mo Wenwan.
Mo Wenwan’s face instantly turned pale! This woman actually brought up *that* photo!
Only she knew the reality behind that photo—how it was created. The man in the photo wasn’t Lu Qing at all but merely her one-night stand. If it got exposed, the intricate lies she’d fabricated would be torn apart, and her manipulative schemes would crumble entirely!
The more she thought about it, the more terrifying it became. She quickly stepped forward to interrupt:
"Miss Qin, we women talk about certain things—how can we share them with Young Master Lu? It’s so embarrassing!"
Qin Miaomiao’s face displayed a faint smile: "Wenwan, we’re all friends here. What can’t be said, right?"