Chapter 75 Can’t I Be Jealous?

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Can’t I Be Jealous?This remark is not only an insult to Qin Miaomiao but also a mockery of Lu Qing, insinuating that his little lover is nothing more than a prostitute.

Lu Qing suddenly stood up, throwing a heavy punch at his face. The people nearby didn’t even dare to intervene.

Liu Lun was no match for him and was quickly beaten black and blue, yet he still cursed nastily through swollen lips:

"I hit the nail on the head, didn’t I, Lu Qing? This woman has probably given you hundreds of green hats and been screwed by who knows how many men."

What he got in return was an even more severe beating. Under Lu Qing’s iron fists, he had no power to fight back. At this moment, Qin Miaomiao stepped next to him, lightly saying:

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These words pleased Lu Qing. He ceased his actions and retained his air of elegance. Qin Miaomiao even handed him a tissue, the two of them cooperating seamlessly.

At this point, Liu Lun, still clueless about his predicament, said again:

"Trying to act virtuous after being a whore? You’re just a call girl anyway."

He thought Qin Miaomiao was one of Sifang’s drinking companions, speaking with vicious disdain. Even if she wasn’t, with Lu Qing protecting her like this, wasn’t it the same?

Lu Qing’s eyes darkened, his expression turned grim, and he raised his hand to strike at him again!

But Qin Miaomiao grabbed his arm, her lips curving into a gentle smile:

"Let me handle this."

She turned, grabbed a bottle of alcohol without hesitation, and with a crisp crack, smashed it straight onto his head!

Everyone around was stunned—she... she had just smashed a beer bottle on his head!

Liu Lun looked at her in disbelief: "You... You...?"

Blood splattered, and before he could finish his words, he fainted completely. Qin Miaomiao turned to Lu Qing with a slightly panicked expression:

"Qing, what should I do? I think I’ve gotten myself into trouble."

Lu Qing pulled her into his embrace, commanding in a tone that brooked no argument:

"Throw him out."

"Lu... Young Master Lu, isn’t this a bit inappropriate? After all, he is the Liu Family’s heir."

With just one sharp glance from Lu Qing, the person speaking immediately shut up and joined the others in dragging him out.

Once Liu Lun was out of the private room, he was rushed to the hospital. Come on now!

This man still had powerful connections. None of them could afford to offend someone like him.

"Leave, all of you."

Lu Qing issued the command, and the drinking girls scurried out in a flash. As for Lin Ran, she appeared reluctant, calling softly:

"Young Master Lu..."

"Get out."

His voice was icy, showing not the slightest hint of mercy toward her.

Lin Ran felt a stab of pain in her heart. Her eyes reddened instantly as she glared fiercely at Qin Miaomiao before running out, covering her face.

Qin Miaomiao silently felt like she had been struck by an unseen arrow. This calamity! See, now she was being resented again.

"Mrs. Lu, I think you should give a proper explanation now."

That one "Mrs. Lu" made all the hairs on Qin Miaomiao’s body stand on end. In her moment of distraction, he pulled her into his lap!

Oh dear, this posture was extremely intimate, wasn’t it?

She struggled to stand up, but her backside received a light slap—not too heavy, but it stung a bit.

"Didn’t I tell you I was just here to meet a friend? Hmph, dare you say Mr. Lu isn’t here for other reasons? Surrounded by women, you must be having a grand time. Especially that one who just left—fair-skinned, beautiful, elegant demeanor, and those long white legs. Mr. Lu really has good fortune in love affairs."

"Are you jealous?"

He lifted her chin with one hand, his thumb gently stroking her smooth skin as his half-narrowed eyes showed an amused expression.

"Ha, how could I be jealous?"

"You’re not jealous?"

His brows furrowed, and his voice became icy, as if her lack of jealousy greatly displeased him.

She winced in pain, deciding it was better to yield than to resist. She quickly followed his lead, saying:

"Jealous, jealous, I’m jealous, alright?"

Lu Qing wasn’t pleased at all by her concession but instead remarked:

"Hypocrite."