Her smile was somewhat stiff:
"As Mrs. Lu, naturally, I need to help my husband solve his problems. If you have any special requests, just say so, and I'll take care of it."
While speaking, she was about to get up. If they reached a consensus, she could find some young girls for him, successfully shake off the responsibility, and finally escape unscathed. Wouldn't that be freedom!
However, he continued holding her, his expression turning utterly cold as his hand slowly caressed her neck.
Qin Miaomiao felt an almost bone-chilling danger. If he wanted to snap her neck, it would be effortless!
He spoke softly:
"I've said before, my wife doesn't need to be overly understanding. Qin Miaomiao, if you're too generous, it becomes hypocritical. Some matters are better handled personally."
Qin Miaomiao's skin crawled with goosebumps; she could see the emotionless coldness in his eyes.
