Little Sixth and Little Seventh were about to make a move, but saw that the lion hadn’t even gotten close. Instead, it was lying on the ground, rolling around, stretching its snowy white paws forward and exposing its snowy white belly. It looked nothing like a ferocious beast—more like a giant cat.
Oh my, oh my, a beast has become enlightened!
Qin Miaomiao stared at it in bewilderment, completely caught off guard.
The lion rolled over again and let out a low growl. Qin Miaomiao softly asked:
"Little Sixth, Little Seventh, do you know what it’s doing?"
"It seems to be... selling cuteness?"
The white lion growled again. Damn it, it thought, I’m about to be killed and turned into bone soup—how can I survive if I don’t sell cuteness?
Animals have intelligence too. Since it had attacked Qin Miaomiao earlier, those two killing machines were about to slaughter it. Naturally, this human woman was the key!
Look how clever it is. Hmph! Once it gets through this ordeal, it’ll bite this human woman to death.
The white lion rolled over a few more times, making gurgling noises. Lu Qing walked over at a steady pace and snorted coldly:
"This beast isn’t lacking in intelligence, that’s for sure."
Mr. Jiu seemed intrigued. He stepped on the lion’s body and sneered:
"Think you can escape just by selling cuteness?"
Qin Miaomiao quickly piped up, "Ninth Uncle, don’t kill it yet! Let’s keep it for a few days, and if it doesn’t behave, then we can slaughter it."
The white lion’s body trembled. Crap, this human woman looks soft and adorable, but she’s actually so devious. Bite her, bite her, must bite her to death!
The white lion wasn’t killed but was instead put in captivity. The courtyard was spacious enough to easily accommodate it.
However, Mr. Jiu had no intention of letting it off easily. He threw it straight into an iron cage, planning to starve it for a few days first. Its ferocity was too overwhelming, and it was way too smart.
If Little Jin’er really wanted to play with it, its ferocious instincts would have to be ground down first.
When leaving Liyuan, Lu Qing carried Qin Miaomiao onto the car. She nestled in his arms and quickly fell asleep.
Lu Qing stroked her hair. Little Sixth and Little Seventh... Hm, they simply lowered their heads.
Young Master Lu publicly flaunting his love life? That’s already routine, really. Hm, they’re pretty much used to it by now.
Lu Qing swept his gaze over the two and said flatly:
"With her temperament, she’ll definitely visit Liyuan frequently to see the lion in the future. Keep an eye on her. If she gets hurt, it won’t just be a matter of sending her back to be ’recast.’"
Little Sixth and Little Seventh shivered and quickly nodded.
Suddenly, Lu Qing let out a cold laugh: "That old man, what a schemer! He intentionally spared the lion just to lure Miaomiao over!"
But wasn’t it you, sir, who sent that lion over in the first place?
Isn’t this basically shooting yourself in the foot?
Still, even if you killed them, they wouldn’t dare say that out loud!
Back home, Qin Miaomiao woke up as Lu Qing carried her inside and placed her on the couch. She obediently lay there, complaining of soreness in her waist, an aching back, and cramping legs.
"Honey, is Xiao Chen home? I haven’t been able to reach him all day today."
Logically speaking, since Mr. Jiu was his mentor—even if only in name—he should have come for his birthday celebration.
But starting from last night, she hadn’t been able to reach him. At first, she hadn’t thought much about it, but upon further reflection, it started to feel off.
Lu Qing came downstairs and replied in a deep voice:
"I’ve called him, but he’s not picking up. Has he seriously been missing all day?"
Lu Qing furrowed his brows as Qin Miaomiao began to grow anxious: "Xiao Chen’s autism has improved quite a bit, but normally he just stays with us and rarely interacts with others. How could he suddenly disappear?"
Perhaps because he had recovered well after being with her, everyone assumed he was normal. But Qin Miaomiao knew very well that he couldn’t truly live like an ordinary person.
"Don’t worry. Try contacting Ou bei Yao first."