Yan Lv finally reacted at this moment, pointing at himself in shock, "Me? Male mistress? Damn! Sis-in-law, how unusual would my taste have to be to go after Brother Lu? He’s a twisted mega-villain; only you would like someone like him, okay? I like women! WOMEN!"
Qin Miaomiao glanced at him and spoke softly, "Are you sure?"
"What’s with that look? You don’t believe me? And do I look that much like the submissive one? Obviously, I’m so mighty and domineering!"
"So, you... are the dominant one?"
Yan Lv was furious and stomped his foot, "I’m not the dominant one either! I’m straight! Straight! Give me a dozen women, and I’ll prove it to you!"
Lu Qing suddenly yanked Qin Miaomiao over and held her tightly, speaking in a calm tone, "Don’t look. You’ll get an eye infection."
Although the misunderstanding was resolved, Qin Miaomiao still looked at Yan Lv like she was guarding against a thief, deeming anyone who might covet her man as guilty beyond redemption.
Yan Lv was so angry he was about to find a woman to publicly put on a pornographic show to prove his innocence.
That wasn’t the end of it. As per tradition, the group played a dice game afterward. For some reason—maybe Qin Miaomiao was deliberately seeking revenge—Yan Lv lost miserably. He almost gambled away even his pants.
"Sis-in-law, tell me you did that on purpose?"
Qin Miaomiao looked innocent, "Just now figured it out? Of course, I did it on purpose. By now, you owe me something like tens of millions."
"How about this? Let’s go all in for one last round. If you win, we’ll wipe your debt clean."
Yan Lv, already traumatized from being ripped off, asked cautiously, "And if I lose?"
"Then you sell yourself to me."
Sitting beside Qin Miaomiao, Lu Qing tightened the arm he had wrapped around her waist and said in a low voice:
"Sell yourself? Hmm?"
Oops. She had entirely forgotten there was a jealousy king sitting next to her. She hastily explained, whispering into his ear:
"Take a look at Yan Lv—do you think he’s good-looking? If I signed him to the company, wouldn’t he turn a hefty profit for us? Forget everything else; just a little exploitation of his beauty—flaunting some abs here, posing some smoldering looks there—that alone should attract a wave of fans, right?"
"Also, the script I’ve been writing is almost finished. I want to turn it into a web drama, and Yan Lv fits my male lead’s personality perfectly."
Lord Lu, could you not say such outright truths?
Qin Miaomiao gazed at Yan like he was a gold mine.
Yan Lv clutched his chest defensively. Why did Sis-in-law’s look feel a bit creepy? Wait, Brother Lu’s expression also seemed off!
Could it be that these two conniving spouses were planning to sell him by weight or something?
Qin Miaomiao coaxed in a honeyed voice, "Yan Wu, fancy one last round? If you win, all the money you owe me will be waived. If you lose, though, why not sign with my company and become one of my artists?"
Yan Lv snorted haughtily, "I, the ninth-generation sole heir of the Yan Family, a magnate of the jewelry world, how could I sell myself to you? Dream on!"
Qin Miaomiao curved her lips into a sly smile, "Darling, find him ten men—preferably strong and burly ones."
Truly, birds of a feather flock together. Why is everyone here so ruthless? Would he really cave and surrender under their oppressive ploys? Not a chance!
"Fine, one final round! But this time, you aren’t allowed to roll the dice—you must get someone else to do it. I don’t trust you not to cheat."
Qin Miaomiao scoffed, "Cheat? Are you looking down on me?"
Jin Jing, Song Li, and Meng Yan, who were lounging nearby, were watching the spectacle unfold, already sensing that Yan Lv was careening straight into disaster.
Yan Lv stormed off to personally recruit someone, while Jin Jing chuckled and remarked: Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel✶fire.net
"Sis-in-law, so you want to sign him but not me? Are you looking down on me?"