Chapter 174: When Will You Have a Great-Grandchild for Us to Play With?
Take a look at Chapter 174 of "My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious": Chapter 174: Chapter 174: When Will You Have a Great-Grandchild for Us to Play With?"...."Qin... See what happens next!
Chapter 174: Chapter 174: When Will You Have a Great-Grandchild for Us to Play With?"...."
Qin Miaomiao cleared her throat twice. "I was just kidding."
Calm him down, calm him downâquick, or sheâd have to endure Lu Qingâs frostiness the entire time!
She thought for ages but still couldnât come up with anything to break the awkward tension. So, in the end... she felt like sheâd been stuck in a freezer for half an hour.
When she got out of the car, her legs were trembling a little. Lu Qing stepped down with a frosty face, radiating a "donât come near me" aura.
Housekeeper Li, leading several servants, welcomed them at the door. This time, their attitude toward Qin Miaomiao was significantly better than last time.
After all, Lu Qing had set a precedent for Qin Miaomiao. Anyone who dared to be disrespectful probably wouldnât last long in the old estate.
However, this time, Lu Qing and Qin Miaomiao walked in one after the other without exchanging a word. A few people began scheming, like Housekeeper Li. Last time, Qin Miaomiao had embarrassed him so badly, even causing his niece to get kicked out. He hadnât forgotten this grudge.
Lu Qing headed straight to the study. Old Sir Lu was in pretty good spirits; heâd even amused himself by writing a piece of calligraphy. The ink was still fresh. Seeing the two of them come in, he greeted them with a cheerful smile:
"Youâre here! Come quickly and take a look at the piece I just finished. Howâs it?"
"Strong and bold strokesâtruly reminiscent of Wang Xizhi," Lu Qing replied.
Old Sir Lu laughed heartily at the flattery. "Not bad, my clever grandson knows how to appreciate art. Miao Miao, what do you think?"
Qin Miaomiao gave a thumbs-up and praised him:
"Grandpa, do you even need compliments? This could definitely be a family heirloom. How about thisâGrandpa, could you write a few more for me? These could really be treasures to pass down through the generations."
Old Sir Lu burst into hearty laughter. Qin Miaomiaoâs obvious brown-nosing left him utterly delighted. He chuckled:
"You little rascal, always buttering me up. If you give the Lu Family a great-grandchild, forget a few, Iâll write hundreds for you."
Qin Miaomiaoâs face turned red, and she stole a glance at Lu Qing. How was she supposed to respond to that?!
Yet Lu Qing, this rascal, didnât help her out at all. Instead, he simply sat to the side and started sipping tea!
"Grandpa, your Da Hong Pao tea is excellent," Lu Qing commented nonchalantly.
"Thatâs from the Cang Family. Their great-grandson is already two years old. Then thereâs some top-grade Tieguanyin from the Yun Familyâthey just had a grandson last month. And the Li Family, who delivered red eggs a few days ago. Those old geezers canât stop flaunting in front of me, like theyâre afraid people donât know. Itâs so annoying!"
Though Old Sir Lu pretended to grumble, he was clearly dropping hints about having kids. Qin Miaomiao felt her head about to implode.
Lu Qingâs lips curved slightly, and he said in a calm tone:
"Miao Miao, did you hear that? You need to work harder."
What the hellâthis guy just threw her under the bus!
"Having a child isnât exactly a one-person job," she shot back. "If anyone needs to work harder, it should be you."
Lu Qing gently placed his teacup down and stood up unhurriedly. "So, Miao Miao thinks I havenât been putting enough effort in."
Why did that sound... so off?
Old Sir Lu, observing the odd tensions between the two, couldnât help but chuckle to himself. "Since youâre here today, why donât you stay over? The roomâs been preparedâgo rest up. The sooner you work on giving me a great-grandchild, the better."
"Grandpa!"
Qin Miaomiao called out coquettishly. She had some dignity too, didnât she?!
Old Sir Lu, laughing cheerfully, shooed the two out of the room. He then called over a maid and instructed:
"Later, remember to send them some nourishing soup."
Ah, his little great-grandchild. Just imagining those old friends flaunting made him annoyed. Hmph, whatâs there to brag about? His great-grandchild would definitely be cuter and smarter!
As Qin Miaomiao and Lu Qing were shoved into the room...
They stared at the space, which had been decorated like a bridal suite, completely dumbfounded. Candles? Roses? Aromatherapy? Red wine?
Even all that had been prepared?!