Chapter 104 Another Love Rival

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Another Love RivalShe took the wine glass, had a sip, and found the taste quite decent. However... someone’s gaze was a bit odd. She asked, trying to cover up:

"What should I do if the clothes can’t be worn anymore?"

"Someone will bring clothes over."

"Oh, oh."

It seemed like there was nothing left to say... To avoid the awkwardness, she took another sip of red wine. She hadn’t drunk much before the alcohol started to kick in, and her face grew increasingly red.

This body really couldn’t handle alcohol!

Her face was uncomfortably flushed, so she fanned herself with her hand and casually asked, "Why does it feel like it’s getting hotter and hotter?"

Lu Qing looked at her, his Adam’s apple gently moving, his gaze darkened slightly. "If you’re too hot, you can take off your clothes."

If she took off anything more, she’d be completely naked!

Who would’ve thought that Lu Qing, who always appeared cold and restrained, walking the path of abstinence, could be so lewd? If those people knew... hmph.

"No... no need, I think I’m fine just like this. By the way, aren’t you leaving the country soon?"

Lu Qing didn’t directly answer her question. At that moment, his phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he picked up the call.

"Young Master Lu, Miss Mo’s condition has stabilized. However, she’s asking me when you’ll be coming over."

"Mm, I understand. Take good care of her."

Just as he was about to hang up, a sudden noise came from the other end, followed by a delicate, soft voice: "Brother Qing, when will you come to see me?"

There was a slight shift in Lu Qing’s expression, and someone as perceptive as Qin Miaomiao naturally noticed.

She sat on the bed with the sheet covering her body, playing with her phone in her hands. Somehow, her attention remained on Lu Qing.

"Very soon."

"Brother Qing, I know I’m a burden to you, but I really miss you. I want to see you. Will you come to visit me?"

"Mm."

He casually responded but still didn’t specify a time. Mo Wan’er didn’t dare push too hard; she’d always been someone who seemed delicate and pitifully lovable in front of him.

"Then I won’t disturb you anymore. I’ll be waiting for you in London, Brother Qing. You have to come."

Reluctantly, she hung up the call, her pale face streaked with tears. Her small face, barely the size of a palm, paired with her delicate features, made her look like a lily—pure and bashfully fragile.

Even someone with a personality like Han Shu couldn’t help but feel a trace of pity for her.

She asked pitifully, "Is Brother Qing really so busy?"

"Yes, Young Master Lu is very busy, so he couldn’t come this time."

"Brother Qing hasn’t visited me for three months. Could it be... there’s someone by his side now?"

"Miss Mo, you’re overthinking it."

Han Shu naturally wouldn’t reveal the truth and could only use comforting lies to appease her. A subtle hint of darkness flickered in Mo Wan’er’s eyes as she glanced at him. Her expression, half hesitant, finally betrayed her thoughts as she couldn’t hold back her question:

"Is that woman still in the Lu Family?"

Han Shu’s expression shifted slightly upon hearing this, but he quickly masked it, replying:

"Miss Mo, your health isn’t good. You should rest early. If there’s anything you need, just call me."

After finishing his words, he walked out and closed the door behind him. The smile on Mo Wan’er’s face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deeply gloomy expression.

Ever since her heart surgery was successful, he hadn’t returned to London. Could it be that he didn’t like her anymore?

No way, Brother Qing must still like her—it’s just that something has been holding him back. Could it be...

Suddenly, she thought of that woman—Brother Qing’s so-called wife—the lovesick fool from the Qin Family, that uncultured hick. Could it be that Brother Qing still hasn’t divorced her?

That crude, ridiculous woman who clings on like a parasite, hasn’t been kicked out of the Lu Family yet?

It seemed she needed to return to the country.

Qin Miaomiao carelessly tossed her phone to the side and pulled the sheet over her face, pretending to sleep. The bed next to her dipped as Lu Qing lay down beside her.