With a creak, the door was pushed open. Mr. Jiu stood expressionless at the doorway, frowning slightly:
"Why are you still here? Visiting hours are over, hurry up and leave."
Lu Qing glanced at him indifferently and said flatly:
"Ninth Uncle, I've decided to stay tonight and keep watch."
Mr. Jiu let out a cold laugh: "Don't even think about it!"
This kid, he's going too far. Letting him stay for a few hours was already the limit, and now he wants to spend the night? Does he really think he's dead or something?
Lu Qing grinned: "I'm just fulfilling my wife's request, right, wife?"
Qin Miaomiao froze. Huh?
Hey, hey, hey, Lu Shen, hold on—you're just going to throw her under the bus like that?
Mr. Jiu said calmly:
"Little Jin'er, this was your idea?"
Qin Miaomiao firmly denied it: "Nope, I'm innocent."
Mr. Jiu sneered: "Kid, you can get lost now. Old Third, see him out!"
Old Third stepped in, while Lu Qing cracked his knuckles and chuckled lightly:
