Liu Lun’s expression turned even darker, but he still joked:
"Oh, Young Master Lu is trying some fresh game tonight? What about Miss Lin? Are you planning a threesome?"
Lu Qing’s contemptuous gaze swept over him as he casually threw back a response:
"None of your damn business."
Humiliated, Liu Lun struggled to keep his composure, and Jin Jing quickly jumped in to smooth things over:
"What’s the big deal? It’s just a girl, right? There are plenty of girls here. Whatever kind of girl Mr. Han wants, he can have."
But Liu Lun seemed intent on clashing with Lu Qing, and he pointed at Qin Miaomiao:
"Young Master Lu, if you want this girl, you’d better see if she’s willing first."
The called-out Qin Miaomiao froze and shot him a glare. What was wrong with that lunatic?
She was standing close to Lu Qing and could clearly sense his displeasure. His arm tightened around her waist as if he was about to crush her bones. Ouch! Did he have to be ?
She didn’t even know this lunatic, okay!
He lowered his head to look at her, his lips curved in a cold smile as he asked:
Qin Miaomiao stiffened, immediately wrapping her arms around Lu Qing’s waist and saying without hesitation:
"You! Definitely you!"
"Absolutely. You’re as charming and dashing as a pear blossom pressing down on the crabapple tree. Among all men, you are so strikingly outstanding. If I had to choose, it’d definitely be you!"
Her overly saccharine words were so cringeworthy that they shattered her own limits, but she had no choice. This man was her nominal husband.
She had foolishly stumbled into this situation and coincidentally bumped into him, getting dragged into this so-called jealousy drama. Who knew what Lu Qing had planned for her later? For now, she decided that buttering him up was her best bet!
Lu Qing clearly enjoyed being flattered. The grip on her waist loosened slightly, and his expression softened considerably. Holding her close, he settled down onto the sofa, causing everyone else to scramble out of the way. No one dared mess with Lu Qing; everyone knew his temper was foul.
Even the most oblivious person would know better than to approach him carelessly—one wrong move, and they’d end up offending him instead of currying favor.
But there was always someone who wouldn’t take a hint.
Lin Ran sat nearby, glancing at Qin Miaomiao with envy and hatred.
Who was this woman? How had she managed to catch Young Master Lu’s eye?
She picked up a glass of wine and, in a coquettish manner, said to Lu Qing:
"Young Master Lu, let me propose a toast to you."
Lin Ran’s face froze. She hadn’t expected Young Master Lu to respond to her like that. Hadn’t he... saved her once?
Could it be that he remembered nothing of it?
Meanwhile, Jin Jing discreetly curled his lips into a smile. Did Lin Ran seriously expect Lu Qing to remember her? There were far too many women like her, all trying to throw themselves at Lu Qing. None of them ever succeeded.
But this woman, Qin Miaomiao—what was her deal?
Little Qing actually seemed interested in her; in fact, he was even holding her! And he was a germaphobe, for goodness’ sake. Normally, he wouldn’t let any woman get close to him.
Jin Jing abruptly grabbed Lin Ran, pulling her into his arms with a playful grin:
"Alright, stop pushing your luck. Come have a drink with me instead."
Lin Ran had a bit of a temper, but she knew she couldn’t afford to offend Jin Jing if she wanted to establish herself at Sifang. Resigned, she held back her irritation.
She directed a cold glare at Qin Miaomiao, who was still in Lu Qing’s arms.
Qin Miaomiao felt utterly uneasy—this bastard! Why was he so calm, while she had to bear all the awkwardness?
"Lu Qing, I... need to take care of something."
His voice had a metallic undertone.
"I’m looking for someone."
The tension in the air suddenly intensified, and a chill ran down her spine. She shuddered and quickly clarified:
"No, no, no—a woman. Her name is Xu Jiaojiao. She’s an artist from Guangyao Entertainment Company, brought here by her manager to entertain clients. I’m worried something might happen to her."
Lu Qing’s expression became a little more agreeable. He calmly instructed Jin Jing:
"Find that Xu Jiaojiao."
"Got it. I’ll take care of it right away."
The fact that Jin Jing was the boss of Sifang meant he was likely far more capable at locating someone than she would be on her own. She finally felt her nerves settling.
Just then, Liu Lun sneered and commented:
"So, this young lady is Young Master Lu’s little lover? She’s certainly beautiful. Next time, I’ll be sure to request you."