Chapter 82: Sorry, My Husband is Lu Qing

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Sorry, My Husband is Lu QingHe spoke, his voice deep and magnetic, making anyone who heard it feel like their ears might just get pregnant!

Qin Miaomiao’s heart wavered slightly, but she immediately warned herself to stay strong and not be enchanted by his looks!

She deliberately straightened her face and said word by word:

"It’s great for what, huh? It’s not good at all! How am I supposed to go out and meet people like this? It’s so hot, and I can’t even show my neck!"

Just as she was speaking, the towel wrapped around her suddenly... loosened... directly fell to the ground... the ground... down.

A pause that lasted two full seconds, then a scream erupted. He took a step forward and covered her mouth.

"Don’t scream."

Qin Miaomiao, stunned for a moment, finally nodded repeatedly after a long pause. Her face unwillingly turned red in an instant!

She hurriedly fled back to the bathroom in a flash, as fast as lightning!

Unbelievable... This was so mortifying! Ahhh, he wouldn’t think she did it on purpose, would he?

Lu Qing looked at the tightly closed bathroom door and smiled silently.

When Qin Miaomiao came out, Lu Qing was already no longer in the room. As she went downstairs, she saw a woman dressed in a white dress talking to him. From her back view, her curves were fully displayed, her long, straight hair cascading down her waist. Judging by Qin Miaomiao’s taste, this woman’s attire, shoes, and accessories were all exquisite and perfectly balanced.

"That’s Sister Han. She’s my brother’s confidante and was the daughter-in-law my mom originally favored."

Lu Lu suddenly walked up from behind her with a smug look, reminding her as if she, Qin Miaomiao, were the outsider, while that woman was the rightful sister-in-law.

Qin Miaomiao leaned over the railing and didn’t go downstairs immediately, while Lu Lu, feeling unsatisfied, continued provoking her:

"Whether it’s her family background, manners, academic achievements, figure, or looks, you’re far beneath Sister Han in every way. She’s not only a family friend of ours but also graduated from Harvard University’s Economics and Management program. During her studies abroad, she even made it to the top three in the Miss USA pageant. What do you have to compare to her?"

Qin Miaomiao finally turned her head to glance at her, letting out a faint laugh before speaking calmly and slowly:

"Sorry, my husband is Lu Qing."

When dealing with enemies, Qin Miaomiao was never polite. With just one sentence, she completely defeated her. Lu Lu’s face turned bright red with anger. After a long while, she managed to squeeze out a few words:

"You’re shameless! All those things you have were gained through manipulation. I’ll make my brother divorce you for sure."

Qin Miaomiao crossed her arms and let out a mocking laugh, looking at her as if she were a clown. She teased:

"Oh really? Your reaction doesn’t resemble that of a sister. It’s more like..."

Lu Lu grew a bit nervous, hurriedly rebuking, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"I didn’t say anything."

Though her words denied it, her eyes said otherwise. Lu Lu looked as though her thoughts had been exposed, and couldn’t help but feel immensely embarrassed and enraged. She impulsively pushed Qin Miaomiao. Standing at the edge of the stairs, Qin Miaomiao instinctively grabbed her as she fell sideways.

Before Lu Lu could even be happy, she ended up tumbling down the stairs together with her!

Fortunately, the staircase wasn’t very long. However, Qin Miaomiao felt an intense headache and pain. Lu Lu’s heavy body pressed against her. She felt as though her waist might just snap from the weight!

This scene unfolded beneath Lu Qing’s gaze. His heart stopped for a moment before he sprinted toward them. He arrived immediately and first helped Lu Lu up.

With Qin Miaomiao cushioning her fall, Lu Lu wasn’t seriously hurt but was frightened enough to burst out crying. She clung tightly to Lu Qing, sobbing:

"Brother, it was her! She couldn’t stand properly herself, fell, and pulled me down with her!"

Lu Qing gently pushed her aside, crouched down beside Qin Miaomiao, and for the first time, his composed demeanor faltered. His face turned pale as he anxiously asked:

"Miao Miao, how are you feeling?"