She clearly knows that she’s Lu Qing’s wife, yet purposely claims to be his ex-girlfriend. She even made her see that so-called bed photo. After getting her face slapped, she acts as though she’s the one suffering some enormous injustice. If she doesn’t win the Oscar for Best Actress, who would?
The few young heirs from prestigious families that came along have a great impression of Mo Wenwan, and there’s no shortage of her admirers. The moment they see her crying , they explode immediately—especially that Xue Sheng fellow, who steps up for Mo Wenwan without hesitation and coldly questions Qin Miaomiao:
"Who the hell are you to dare upset Wen Wan? This is my turf. Did you get my permission to come here?"
His oppressive demeanor seems as though he’s ready to throw punches any second. The boss steps forward to shield Qin Miaomiao, his face breaking into a carefree smile as he says:
"Move another step closer, and I’ll kill you."
"And what the hell are you supposed to be? You dare..."
Before he could finish the sentence, his entire body gets kicked flying, leaving everyone dumbfounded! This guy’s insanely strong!
"You freak! You dare lay hands on Young Master Xue?! Tired of living, are you?"
The boss squints slightly, his gaze flickering with a hint of murderous intent. "Freak?"
"You look neither man nor woman—how are you not a freak?"
Qin Miaomiao shakes her head and wisely steps back a pace, lazily saying:
"Boss, take it easy on them, don’t mess them up too badly."
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely... take it easy."
Mo Wenwan stares at her calm and composed expression, and hatred sprouts like wild weeds in her heart. This woman had destroyed her carefully planned setup and made her look so disgraceful. She wished she could mar her face!
Qin Miaomiao casts her an indifferent glance and then smirks:
"Wenwan, your charm is truly remarkable, to have so many men standing up for you. By the way, just now, the one cursing me was Young Master Xue, wasn’t it? Miss Lv Pingting, wasn’t Young Master Xue supposed to be your boyfriend?"
She believes in knowing oneself and knowing the enemy, leading to certain victory. Before she arrived, she’d already had Little Fourth collect plenty of intel—and she’d heard many interesting tidbits too.
Lv Pingting’s expression turns a bit sour. Xue Sheng’s behavior just now had been far too obvious. Out of so many men, he’s so eager to stand up for Mo Wenwan, acting as if he cares deeply for her. How could she, as his girlfriend, not feel uncomfortable?
Mo Wenwan sees the shift in the situation and quickly steps forward, holding Lv Pingting’s hand to explain:
"Pingting, Young Master Xue has always been warm-hearted. We’re all in the same circle; seeing me bullied, of course, he’d step in. If it were you, he’d be even more anxious to help."
Wang Yan also chimes in: "Pingting, don’t let yourself be manipulated! This woman just wants to pit us against each other. Come on, you know what Wenwan is like, don’t you? She’s all gentle and kind, always helping us out. We’re sisters here—to let some outsider sow discord between us would be too absurd."
Qin Miaomiao chuckles and says: "Wen Wan, I heard that each time you host your camellia gatherings, you always pick this Morton Manor. This happens to be Young Master Xue’s private estate. You two sure are close—he’s even so eager to help you. And regarding your D&M new product launch event: Young Master Xue is the main sponsor, isn’t he? To support that event, he’s been running around non-stop, hasn’t he? Miss Lv, your boyfriend surely goes all out for your best friend."
Lv Pingting’s face grows even darker, and she abruptly pushes away Mo Wenwan’s hand, coldly demanding:
"Young Master Xue is the main sponsor of the D&M launch? Why didn’t you tell me about this?"
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"So, it seems you really weren’t aware. Such a shame—being Wen Wan’s closest friend, yet there are still so many things you don’t know."