Lu Qing brushed her hair gently with his hand: "Are you speaking on their behalf again?"
"Husband, they’re not just bodyguards, they’re also friends, family. I can’t treat them in such a harsh, savage way."
"Looks like you’ve led them astray."
"How did I lead them astray?"
"Playing video games, watching TV series, snatching red packets—what do you think?"
Qin Miaomiao: ...... You know about all of this?
Lu Qing cast her a fleeting glance. Outside, the bodyguard team indeed protected her as if she were impervious to harm. Inside?
The security was already excellent; only two people were needed to keep watch. When Qin Miaomiao wasn’t occasionally writing scripts, she indulged herself in the comforts of life.
She’d gather Little sixth, Little seventh, Little second, and Little fourth at home, not just casually, but with skill! Enhancing quality!
All of this was kept from him. Those guys were basically becoming a part of her squad of gal pals!
Lu Qing pressed a finger against her forehead in exasperation:
"Can’t you act a little more proper?"
Qin Miaomiao countered: "But isn’t the essence of life about eating, drinking, and having fun? If we can’t do that, then what’s the point of life?"
"They’re friends. Even though bodyguarding is their job, I know they’re all orphans and have pledged their lifelong loyalty to you. Husband, I hope you’ll treat them as family. This time, it was the leader who saved me. At that moment, he thought it was a bomb, so he was protecting me with his life." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovelHub(.)net
Lu Qing gazed at her, his expression gradually softening. Was this why everyone pampered her?
She wasn’t extraordinarily strong, nor excessively kind. At times, she could be cunning, a little clever, a bit spoiled. She was ruthless toward her enemies.
But no matter what she was like outside, she was always tender toward her family.
Whether Mr. Jiu, Xiao Chen, Jiaojiao, or the bodyguard team, she always extended warmth.
Standing like gate gods at the door were Little sixth and Little seventh.
Quietly, they turned around. Damn, had they been moved to tears?!!
Had this Young Madam, who usually bullied them with her money by buying powerful gear, ordered them around relentlessly, occasionally made sharp comments, and sold them out at critical moments... actually moved them emotionally?!!
"Sixth brother, are you crying?"
Little sixth curled his lips: "Utter nonsense. Do you think I’m like you, overflowing with feelings? It’s just sand in my eyes."
"Oh, Young Madam just secretly sent me a message saying I managed to convince Young Master Lu. She asked us to chip in for a gratitude fee—200 each."
Suddenly, those two drops of tears felt wasted.
Of course that woman was telling outright fabrications in front of Young Master Lu!
"Also, Young Madam mentioned that the production team might be short on extras. She wants the two of us to make guest appearances. She added that since my face is better-looking, I’ll get more screen time—and even lines."
Ha! Where’s his knife? He’s going to cut down that miserly tyrant!
The matter of the flour bomb was investigated immediately. Although they tracked down the deliveryman, he was just an ordinary courier.
He genuinely didn’t know anything, not even when the package was placed in the parcel locker.
For someone with Lu Qing’s capabilities to fail to uncover anything—this was definitely problematic.
"Who do you think might be behind this?"
"Could it just be intimidation and not a real assassination attempt? Could this be some kind of prank?"
Lu Qing shook his head: "No, this is just the beginning. There will definitely be more to come!"