My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 42 The Lion’s Mouth Opens Wide

She was no longer the high-and-mighty young lady of the Su Family. After all, with everything she’d been through, what right did she have to be proud?

In order to seek revenge, she’d already sacrificed her heart to the devil. What did this humiliation count for?

She nestled in Lu Qing’s arms, her voice cold as ice:

"If that’s the case, shouldn’t Young Master Lu show some sincerity too?"

"Oh? What do you want?"

"One hundred million."

Lu Qing’s gaze narrowed gradually as he looked at this woman who so boldly asked him for a hundred million. After a long moment, he finally said:

"Alright."

He agreed so easily? Was he not going to ask her what it was for?

"Tomorrow, the money will naturally be transferred to your personal account."

As he spoke, his hand continued to hold her ankle, lightly grazing the sole of her foot.

How long did he plan to keep playing around like this?!

To divert her attention, she couldn’t help but ask:

"Aren’t you curious what I need the money for?"

He smiled faintly. The more composed and noble he appeared, the more alluring his smile became. Qin Miaomiao momentarily lost herself, then quickly turned her head away.

"To patch up the hole in Qin Group, I assume." freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Qin Miaomiao’s eyes widened in surprise: "You knew?"

"Qin Lin is a fool. He’s turned the once-solid foundation of the Qin Group into this sorry state. Naturally, they expect you to cover the losses. Haven’t you done this kind of thing often before?"

Between the lines, his words seemed to imply she was a fool as well.

Indeed, the former version of herself was quite foolish. When Lu Qing married her, he provided a generous dowry, yet the leeches of the Qin Family coaxed most of it away. She barely had anything left to her name now.

A flicker of determination sparkled in Qin Miaomiao’s eyes as she declared:

"That was then, and this is now. I will make that dear uncle of mine return everything he’s swallowed whole."

Lu Qing seemed somewhat taken aback, his brows knitting together as he stared at her intently, as if trying to discern something.

But her face, exquisite like jade, revealed nothing. Her gaze was clear, carrying a hint of defiance.

"It seems you’ve finally come to your senses. Good."

As he spoke those words of praise, a faint shadow flickered in his eyes. Her skin was remarkably smooth, like warm jade, and carried a trace of a subtle fragrance.

Qin Miaomiao reminded herself that this man was not someone to easily become entangled with. She could not allow herself to fall into his charms; she had to stay alert and focused!

Qin Miaomiao spoke calmly:

"Young Master Lu seems to enjoy playing these games? It looks like you have particular tastes in this area. Shall I find a few girls for you, Young Master Lu?"

The arm he had wrapped around her waist tightened suddenly, like an iron grip, causing her body to ache.

"How considerate and thoughtful of you, Madam. Even for matters like this, you’ve thought them through for me."

Ha! She only suggested it because if he kept playing in this manner, she’d probably be driven to a breakdown!