Chapter 253: Ou bei Yao Goes Online
Chapter 253 of "My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious" introduces new challenges: The manager was startled and quickly reached out to support him:"Are you okay? Is everything... Keep following!
The manager was startled and quickly reached out to support him:
"Are you okay? Is everything alright? That woman is really too muchâhow could she say such over-the-top things?"
Rong Lan waved his hand: "Donât speak ill of her. Sheâs right. After all the harm Iâve done to her, how could she forgive me so easily? Itâs my fault for being too impatient."
"But your health is already... Are you sure you want to waste time like this?"
Rong Lan laughed. His face was deathly pale, and his bluish-purple lips only made his striking beauty even more shockingly intense!
"The rest of my life is meant to be spent on her."
Thereâs not much of my life left anyway. Even if she canât accept me, Iâll make sure to leave a bold and vivid mark in hers. Even if I die, Iâll ensure sheâll never forget me for the rest of her life!
Walking out of the set, the tightness in Qin Miaomiaoâs chest finally eased a little. Her head hurt, and it felt like there were noises inside her brain. Her expression looked terrifying!
Little Seventh followed closely beside her and asked worriedly: "Young Madam, are you okay?"
"Iâm fine, let me catch my breath."
She sat down by the steps, her head tilted slightly downward, supporting it with her hands. Yet she bit her lower lip tightly, so much so that it had already begun to bleed.
She was being influenced too easily. The remnant soul of the bodyâs original owner even tried to take over! Battling for control of her body, she sneeredâa coward who committed suicide now attempting a counterattack? Not a chance!
She crushed it down with absolute suppression, and only after a long while did her complexion look somewhat better.
Little Seventh asked anxiously: "Young Madam, should we go to the hospital?"
Qin Miaomiao shook her head and slowly stood up. Seeing his delicate, porcelain-like skin and those cat-like eyes instantly melted her heart. She jokingly hooked his chin:
"Iâm perfectly fine. No need for a hospital. Iâm hungry. Go back and make me something delicious, okay? Letâs have odenâmake it really spicy, so spicy it makes people cry."
Little Seventh: ...
Young Madam, do you think Iâm your personal chef?
Also, could you please move your hand? If Young Master Lu sees this, I think Iâll be spending the rest of my life in Africa.
Qin Miaomiao, still somewhat considerate, didnât continue teasing him and withdrew her hand. Just as she was about to step down the stairs, a car suddenly sped toward her and stopped abruptly in front of her. The door opened, and a man dressed in black and wearing sunglasses stepped out.
Ou Bei Yao?
What the hell?! Hasnât this guy been out of the picture for ages? Why is he suddenly showing up now? What does he want?
He walked straight toward her and grabbed her hand: "Come with me."
Qin Miaomiao was dumbfounded. Before she could react, Little Seventh suddenly actedâa sweeping kick aimed at him, accompanied by a deft flick of his blade, which almost sliced past the manâs throat.
She gawked as if watching a blockbusterâwahahaha, her little kitten is actually this badass?
That blade, delicate as a cicadaâs wing, had a rhythm that screamed death in mere seconds!
The fight was utterly intense and thrilling. If only she had a bucket of popcorn, it wouldâve been perfect.
But Little Seventh seemed just a tad weaker than Ou Bei Yao, as he got knocked flying with a single kick. Qin Miaomiaoâs heart ached as she quickly ran over to help him:
"Little Seventh, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"Iâm fine. This guyâs too strong. Young Madam, we need to call reinforcements."
Ou Bei Yao stood coldly in front of Qin Miaomiao, his expression chilling as he said in a frosty tone:
"Come with me. I promise I wonât hurt you."
"But youâll imprison me, right? You want me to be your brotherâs babysitter again? Sir, I trust youâve investigated my identity. Do you honestly think Iâd ever be anyoneâs babysitter? Donât even bother throwing money at meâI wouldnât do it even for ten billion!"
Her tirade left Ou Bei Yao with a strange look on his face. Clearly, sheâd stunned him. After a momentâs silence, he finally said:
"Iâve come to ask you to provide psychological counseling for my brother."
"What?"
What kind of ridiculous joke is this? Since when did she become a therapist?