Chapter 459 - Being the Wife is Enough
Chapter 459 of "My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious" opens with exciting events: When he mentioned Su Jin, Qin Miaomiaoâs eyelids twitched slightly. She instinctively glanced at Lu... Continue reading!
When he mentioned Su Jin, Qin Miaomiaoâs eyelids twitched slightly. She instinctively glanced at Lu Qing, who was looking at her, his eyes filled with a deep meaning."Sorry, I donât know her."
Chen Li chuckled self-deprecatingly: "She... sheâs already dead. She used to be an incredibly talented director, but after she got married, she stopped making films. She was considered my confidante. Itâs such a pity she ended up like that."
As he said that, Qin Miaomiaoâs heart trembled violently. She had once been Su Jinâthose past memories couldnât simply be erased, especially now as she encountered someone from her former life.
She smiled faintly and said, "Is that so? What a shame. I never had the chance to meet her."
"Iâve watched some of the raw footage youâve worked on. In terms of composition and visuals, your style has traces of hers. Regarding editing, Iâll try my best."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen."
Chen Li gave her a few more glances. He couldnât say why, but something about her brows and expression always reminded him of that person. Yet, the deceased were gone forever. No matter how similar, it was likely impossible to find someone as gifted as her.
What a pityâsuch a brilliant talent, ultimately manipulated to the point of losing her life.
After Chen Li left, Lu Qing gave her a long, searching look. "He said you resemble that Su Jin a bit."
Qin Miaomiao waved her hand dismissively. "I actually knew Miss Su and learned a bit about filmmaking from her."
Lu Qing replied in a calm tone, "Miao Miao, youâre not someone skilled at lying. Before we got married, I had already investigated you thoroughly. You had never been involved in photography or the movie industry, let alone shown any talent as a director. Iâve read your scripts. Without years of experience, they would have been impossible to write."
Qin Miaomiaoâs heart jumpedâcould he know something?
He leaned down and gazed at her, his eyes dark and inscrutable:
"Everyone has secrets. You donât have to tell me, and I wonât pry. Who you are now is who you are. Comparing the old you to the current you, itâs the current you that I truly love. So, even if youâve hidden a lot from me, it doesnât really matter."
Qin Miaomiao froze. "You... Can you really accept me for who I am? What if... I mean, what if Iâm not Qin Miaomiao?"
"Then who are you?"
"I..."
The words got stuck in her throat and were swallowed back down. How could she explain to him that she had reincarnated into another body? That she wasnât really Su Jin at all?
Lu Qing chuckled lightly. "Do you still remember when you almost committed suicide? Before that, I didnât like you. You were too weak and foolish, easily manipulated even by the Qin Familyâs scum. As my woman, you couldnât afford to be so naĂŻve. But after that incident, you woke up a lotâand became much more interesting."
Qin Miaomiao tightened her voice and asked:
"Which part of me do you like?"
"Isnât it obvious? It has nothing to do with identity or status, or who you are. Itâs simply because... you are you."
"But Iâm actuallyâ"
Lu Qing raised his hand, cutting her off. "Iâve already told you: who you are doesnât matter. What matters is that you remember your current identityâyou are my wife, Lu Qingâs wife. Thatâs all you need to know. Do you understand?"
Perhaps he had already guessed certain truths, no matter how shocking or unbelievable. But none of that mattered.
He just needed to know one thing: She was his wife. For this lifetime, that was enough.