Chapter 329: Drunken Lord Lu
Chapter 329 of "My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious" starts revealing surprises: Su Chengbin and Su Bowen never expected Mr. Jiu to act so directly!"No, Mr. Jiu,... Read on!
Su Chengbin and Su Bowen never expected Mr. Jiu to act so directly!"No, Mr. Jiu, you canât do this to us! We are the Su Family!"
Mr. Jiu didnât even bother looking at them, and ordered coldly:
"Old Third, throw these two out. Make sure they cough up all the money theyâve swallowed over the yearsâdonât spare a single coin!"
"Yes, Mr. Jiu."
The two were dragged off by several other bodyguards. The rest of the Su Family trembled in fear, seeing that Mr. Jiuâs iron fist remained unshaken!
He glanced around at the others and beckoned to Qin Miaomiao. She walked over to him and stood at his side.
Mr. Jiu took her hand and raised it high, his voice deep and authoritative, spreading across all of Liyuan:
"From now on, the heir of the Su Family is her! If anyone dares to object, they will be expelled from the Su Family."
As the guests left one after another, the household servants were tidying up. Qin Miaomiao was so exhausted she was nearly collapsing. She quickly kicked off her heels, her bare feet stepping onto the ground, revealing her swollen and reddened heels.
Lu Qing emerged from Mr. Jiuâs study. The two men had been discussing businessâthough the matter of the heir had been settled, the subsequent handling still required careful planning.
Being the heir represented authority, but it also came with immense risk.
She was a woman, and too many peopleâs interests had been impacted. Those Su Family members might fear Mr. Jiu publicly, but they were highly likely to resort to underhanded tricks in the dark. Thus, Mr. Jiu had specifically instructed that more people must be assigned to protect Miaomiao.
As soon as he came out, he saw Qin Miaomiao slouched in a chair, her fair and smooth feet looking incredibly alluring.
Her posture lacked decorum, yet appeared lazy and relaxed. When she saw him come out, a touch of starlight seemed to flash in her eyes.
"Honey, are you done talking with Ninth Uncle?"
"Mm."
"Then Iâll go say goodbye to Ninth Uncle, and we can head home."
"No need, Iâve already spoken to him for you."
Qin Miaomiao eyed him suspiciously: "You didnât end up fighting, did you? I saw Ninth Uncle get drunk, and you also drank quite a lot."
Lu Qingâs mouth twitched: "No, heâs your godfather after all. I have to show him some respect, right?"
Well, they didnât physically fight, but he did secretly make him down a few extra drinks. Today, Lu Qing had truly stolen the spotlight, openly and dominantly protecting Miaomiao. And now, with the father-daughter connection established, wouldnât Miaomiao become even more biased toward that old man?
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became!
With one swift move, he pulled Qin Miaomiao into his arms, leaning close to her ear: "Miaomiao, from now on, youâre not allowed to be nicer to Ninth Uncle than to me."
"Huh?"
"He might be able to give you the heirâs position, but I can give you the entire Lu Group!"
Qin Miaomiao caught a whiff of the alcohol on him, her expression full of helplessness. Great, this guy was drunk too, yet how was he still speaking so coherently?
"Alright, Iâll only treat you well, okay?"
"And keep your distance from that Jiaojiao Anna too," he added seriously, his expression oddly adorable.
Why was it always about women? Why didnât he mention men? Could it be that she only attracted women? Come on, she was appealing to both genders, okay!
"Fine, fine, Iâll stay away. Come on, let me help you. Letâs go home, alright?"
Just as she was about to support him, he suddenly squatted down, grabbed her bare feet, and stared at them intensely.
"Honey, your heels are injured. You canât walk. Here, climb onto my back, Iâll carry you." Oh, heâs drunk but still knows how to care for his wife, huh.
As he spoke, he patted his back. Qin Miaomiaoâs mouth twitched. Drunk, yet still showing tenderness. He wasnât too far gone, after all.
His face showed no redness, and his mind seemed clear. Most people wouldnât even realize he was drunk.
Still, she didnât dare truly let him carry herâwhat if he fell?
"Honey, hurry, climb on!"
"Um, no need."
Lu Qing instantly stood up, swept her into his arms, and smirked with a touch of pride:
"If not carrying, holding works too."