Qin Miaomiao glanced at him a few times and laughed, "No, I just despise your face, that’s all."
Damn, someone actually mocked his looks? Outrageous!!!
"A man can be killed but not humiliated. Take back what you just said, or else..."
Lu Qing lazily lifted his eyelids and said calmly, "Or else what?"
Jin Jing immediately lost his confidence:
"Little Lu, just let sister-in-law sign me already. I’m so handsome, can act cute, and have eight-pack abs. My looks are only a tiny bit shy of Yan Lv’s. You can’t play favorites!"
Qin Miaomiao held back a laugh as she sized him up from head to toe, then nodded and said:
"Hubby, why don’t we take the loss and sign him on?"
Lu Qing appeared reluctant, speaking in a detached tone:
"Fine, half-sell, half-giveaway. Sign him."
At this moment, Qin Miaomiao turned her gaze to Meng Yan and Song Li, her eyes sparkling as she fiddled with the dice between her fingers. She said sinisterly:
"Meng Er, Song Aidou, how about signing a slave contract?"
Meng Yan and Song Li: .....
"Come on, come on. I want to produce a drama, and I need four devastatingly handsome male leads. The four of you are perfect! Just treat it as having fun. With your talents, acting wouldn’t be hard for you, would it? Don’t you want to be the center of attention? Don’t you want overnight fame? Don’t you want people calling you gods and chasing you to have your babies?" Follow current novᴇls on novèlfire.net
Meng Yan and Song Li: "Sorry, we’re already gods, and people cry and beg to have our babies every day."
A miscalculation, a miscalculation. These two were tough nuts to crack! Hmph, time to let hubby step in.
Lu Qing lightly stroked his wife’s slender waist. Qin Miaomiao tactfully fed him a slice of apple and leaned in close to whisper in his ear, her voice lowered:
"Hubby, as long as you persuade these two, tonight, I’ll let you do whatever you want."
Lu Qing’s eyes darkened slightly, his Adam’s apple moving conspicuously, his voice deep:
"Oh? Whatever I want?"
Qin Miaomiao seemed to catch the glint in his eyes and gulped with some difficulty. Had she just dug herself a huge hole?
It... it should be fine, at most just enduring some sore waist for a day or two. It’s not like it hasn’t happened before.
However, she still had no idea just how terrifying Lord Lu’s appetite truly was.
Lu Qing’s fingers brushed her waist, his gaze sweeping over Song Li and Meng Yan, speaking in a calm tone:
"Do you want that plot of land on the east side?"
That land was worth billions!!
He was already bidding for it, but a few real estate companies were competing fiercely. He was feeling frustrated when he heard Lu Qing’s words, and his eyes lit up:
"Oh? Brother Lu, you have a way to help me get it?"
Lu Qing nodded: "Yes, as long as you sign the slave contract."
Meng Yan wasted no time extending his hand: "Alright, deal!"
Song Li scoffed: "Meng Er, you have no backbone, selling yourself over a mere billion?"
Lu Qing turned his gaze to Song Li, speaking again in a calm tone: "How about the Schumacher GT290?"
Upon hearing this, Song Li’s face instantly lit up like he’d just seen his first love, even blushing.
"The latest top-tier race car?"
"Next month’s professional racing event—you can drive it and have some fun."
Song Li didn’t hesitate to stretch out his hand: "Deal!"
Meng Yan shot back: "Song San, selling yourself for a car—have you no shame?"
Song Li smirked: "Of course I do! A car is my wife. For my wife, selling myself is worth it."
Qin Miaomiao chimed in with a faint remark: "A car is your wife? Alright, I’ll make sure to relay that word-for-word to Xiao Xiao."
Song Li cleared his throat awkwardly: "Sister-in-law, don’t tease."
Ah, the idol actually called her sister-in-law. His voice was so pleasant—it made her heart race, thumping wildly. Oh, hahaha!