My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 101: With such a golden thigh like me, won’t you hold on?

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Lu Qing spoke coldly:

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing these words, Qin Miaomiao’s eyes suddenly reddened. She turned her head to avoid showing her disheveled state, her voice now sounding choked.

"It doesn’t hurt, not at all."

"You really are an idiot."

He said, his tone filled with disdain, but his actions were extraordinarily gentle. Qin Miaomiao lowered her head, and everything that had happened today reminded her that she wasn’t strong at all. Not even a simple problem could be solved, let alone dealing with Su Moli and Chu Yunhao.

She had also been blind before, staying in the dark under Chu Yunhao’s deceit for so long. In the end, ending up in such a situation—she deserved it. It was her own stupidity.

But she had already been foolish once in her life; she didn’t want to keep being foolish.

She took a deep breath, lifted her gaze to him, the expression on her face showing a trace of vulnerability:

"I’m sorry. Regarding my prior behavior, I really shouldn’t have acted so high and mighty. Clearly, I was the one begging you, pleading with you not to divorce me. The agreed-upon three months—it’s only because you pitied me. Rest assured, I won’t cling to you. Once the three months are up, I’ll certainly disappear from your sight, I..."

She didn’t finish her sentence, as her mouth was abruptly sealed shut. Lu Qing’s kiss was rough and fiery, as though trying to steal the air from her chest, leaving her unable to catch her breath. In no time, her face turned red.

Her hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him away, but he held her tightly. She was on the verge of fainting.

Luckily, Lu Qing was mindful of her injuries and loosened his grip on her. Through clenched teeth, he spoke a few words:

"Qin Miaomiao, are you determined to drive me to death to be satisfied?"

"I..."

He leaned closer to her face, his expression carrying a sense of urgency, and spoke:

"Having someone like me as your powerful backing, and you don’t know how to make use of it? Insisting on carrying it all yourself? Do you think I’m dead?"

Qin Miaomiao looked up at him, as if something inside her was no longer able to be restrained. For the first time, someone was standing up for her, unwilling to let her suffer grievances. His kind of care—it had the power to make people sink into it.

She opened her mouth, finally managing to voice a sentence:

"I smell terrible, and you can still kiss me?"

She was covered in rotten eggs, emanating a foul smell. That he could still kiss her—it was ridiculous...

Lu Qing was a man with a cleanliness obsession. It was only then that he realized how awful the odor was. His expression darkened as he said:

"Drive to the nearest hotel!"

"Yes, Mr. Lu!"

"The money was taken by Qin Lin—I need to get it back."

She persisted, insisting that the money counted as her borrowing from Lu Qing. It had been to save Xingyao Group, and she absolutely couldn’t tolerate it just being stolen!

Lu Qing responded icily: "Don’t worry, the money won’t escape, and neither will the person."

Qin Lin, along with Qin Sishui, got into the car. As he looked at the numbers added to his account, a smug grin spread across his face, and he gloatingly said:

"With this money, why share it with those fools? Ridiculous! Why not use it to enjoy ourselves instead?"

Qin Sishui, sitting beside him, glanced at the string of numbers and chuckled sweetly:

"Daddy is still the smartest. But, Daddy, leaving Sis back there—is that really okay? Those people are scary. They might bully her."

Qin Lin appeared utterly indifferent: "So what? She’s stupid, that’s her problem. With money in hand, why give it to me or to those people? The company is already close to bankruptcy anyway. Those people should have been kicked out long ago; giving them money is ridiculous. I’m her uncle—if she has money, it should be given to me out of respect. Sweetheart, you can buy anything you want. You can even go abroad for fun if you please."

Acting coquettishly, Qin Sishui clung to his arm, laughing as she said:

"Thank you, Daddy! Daddy always spoils me."

"Good girl. Still, for her to make one trip to the Lu Family and get access to so much money means it probably came from Lu Qing. She still has some utility left."

A flash of jealousy flickered in Qin Sishui’s eyes, her tone slightly sour:

"She was just lucky. If I could marry Young Master Lu, it wouldn’t just be this little bit of money."