Chapter 318: You Never Have to Compromise in Your Life
Chapter 318 of "My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious" introduces: "Do you want to sever our mother-son relationship?"Lu Qingâs tone grew colder and more distant.... Read on to discover!
"Do you want to sever our mother-son relationship?"
Lu Qingâs tone grew colder and more distant. He replied calmly, "You are my mother, my elder. Naturally, I would not do such a thing. However, thatâs all there is to it. If thereâs nothing else, Iâll be leaving now. If you need anything, you can contact Han Shu."
He walked out, leaving Fang Li trembling with anger. She couldnât catch her breath and nearly fainted.
"Ungrateful son, ungrateful son! How could I have given birth to such a heartless child?"
At this moment, Lu Lu seemed to calm down instead. A bitter smile appeared on her face:
"Mom, Brother is right. Without him, we are nothing. All those personal assets of yours were given by him. Even for me, the cars, houses, jewelryâwhen you add it all upâitâs more than enough for me to live worry-free for the rest of my life. Heâs already done more than enough for us. Itâs just that we were too greedy."
Fang Li glared at her. "Are you crazy? Youâre still defending him? He treats us like this just for a woman? Isnât that too much!"
At this moment, Lu Lu had seemingly transformed into a different person. She didnât join in cursing with her mother. Instead, she sighed softly:
"Iâm going to the United Kingdom."
"What?!"
"Regarding Qin Miaomiao, I canât control my jealousy. Just because Brother loves her, she gets to have everything. I am jealous of her. Brother wasnât wrongâif I were just arrogant and willful, there might still be hope for me. But back then, I truly wanted her to have a miscarriage. Mom, I even wished for her to die."
Tears began streaming down her face. She had never felt so disgusted with herself before. This wasnât so much remorse as it was realizationârealizing that if she continued like this, Brother would only grow to despise her even more. Going to the United Kingdom, or leaving the Lu Familyâfaced with this choice, of course, she would choose the United Kingdom. At least there, sheâd still have a chance, right?
"Lu Lu, if you leave, what about me?"
Fang Li panicked. People share a common weaknessâgreed. She wanted Lu Qing to obey her command, to prioritize her in everything. When conflicts arose between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she hoped heâd firmly stand by her side. But Lu Qing was not blindly loyal. The thought had terrified her completely. Without Lu Qing, what would remain for her in this lifetime?
Lu Lu fell silent, deep in thought. Brotherâs attitude was already crystal clear. If their mother couldnât grasp this, the bond between her and Brother would only grow colder, wouldnât it?
In the car, Qin Miaomiao leaned her head on Lu Qingâs lap, her voice muffled:
"Hubby, I truly donât know how to handle mother-in-law relationships. So, Iâll just avoid her as much as possible in the future."
"Alright."
"Really? I donât need to go out of my way to please her?"
Lu Qing chuckled faintly and asked in return, "Would you even know how?"
"I wouldnât. I canât bring myself to endure humiliation and grovel, so Iâd rather just keep my distance."
He ran his hand through her long hair, his broad and gentle palm gliding over her soft locks. There was a unique tenderness in his touch. He said:
"I donât want you to endure grievances either. Keeping your distance is fine."
A warm feeling welled up in Qin Miaomiaoâs heart. She tilted her head to look at him, finding his face unbelievably handsome!
"Hubby, youâre the best. What shall we eat when we get back? Iâm starving. I miss Little Seventhâs soup, and also barbecue and hot pot."
Lu Qing let out a soft chuckle and uttered two words: "Rice porridge."
"Rice porridge? Are you serious?! I donât want that! Itâs so bland. Iâm anemic from losing too much blood; I need something nourishing."
For someone like her, a die-hard meat lover, just having porridge was as good as death!
"You canât eat spicy food or drink anything cold. Iâll simmer some blood-enriching soup for you instead. Iâll make it myself."
The phrase "make it myself" held a special allure for Qin Miaomiao. Looking at his absurdly handsome face, she smiled and said, "Alright then, but you have to do it yourself. Wait, hold that poseâdonât move. Let me take a photo of youâyou look super handsome!"