CHAPTER 366: CHAPTER 366: SENT BACK TO BE REMADE

"I... I just couldn’t react in time..."

She muttered under her breath. He was still scolding her for being clueless—seemed like he wasn’t too angry. Moving closer, she wrapped his arm around her chest and looked up at him:

"Thank you, hubby, for arriving just in time. I owe you my life, and the only way to repay you is to devote myself entirely to you."

Lu Qing shot her a side-eye: "You still know how to crack jokes? Acting cocky with me—so how come when you’re around those people, you can’t show a bit of guts? What did I leave Little sixth and Little seventh with you for? Anyone dares touch you, let Little sixth cripple one of their hands, and let’s see who dares next."

"That... casually crippling someone’s hand seems a bit excessive, doesn’t it?"

Lu Qing grabbed her chin with one hand, his eyes half-closed as he stared at her... kind of scary. Qin Miaomiao couldn’t help but flinch a little.

"Where’s that stubborn streak you have when you’re with me? I’ve told you, even if you tear the sky open, I’ll handle it. What are you scared of?"

"I..."

Lu Qing cast a glance at Little sixth and Little seventh and sneered coldly:

"And the two of you! Is this how you protect Young Madam? Where did all the tactics you learned in the organization go? If gods block us, we destroy gods; if Buddhas block us, we destroy Buddhas! Anyone who poses a threat to her—cripple them immediately! What are you doing out there pretending to be useless?"

Little sixth and Little seventh lowered their heads even more. After following Young Madam for so long, eating and drinking their days away, their sharp edge was practically worn down. They were guilty.

"This time it was rotten eggs. What if next time it’s concentrated sulfuric acid?"

Little sixth and Little seventh lowered their heads further in shame. They really messed up—whimpering internally. How terrifying! Would Young Master Lu send them back to the organization for re-training? Yamade, that place kills people!

"Han Shu, call Old Third and the boss over."

Han Shu instantly straightened up: "Yes, Young Master Lu."

Little sixth and Little seventh’s heads snapped up in surprise. Young Master Lu was actually calling in the boss and Old Third?

Qin Miaomiao seemed to sense the odd tension and whispered to Little seventh:

"Judging by your expressions, is the boss and Old Third super formidable?"

Little seventh stiffly nodded: "Not just formidable—they’re downright terrifying. Young Madam, take care. Sixth brother and I can’t save you."

"Then what about Little sixth and Little seventh?"

Qin Miaomiao asked him, and Lu Qing placed his hand on her head with enough pressure in his grip to emphasize his point, his voice ice-cold:

"Send them back to the organization for ten days to clear their heads. Otherwise, they’ll keep being influenced by you and lose their edge completely."

Little sixth and Little seventh shuddered. Back to the organization? Amitabha, may the gods protect them!

"Could we maybe..."

Qin Miaomiao tried to plead on their behalf, but Lu Qing cut her off without hesitation:

"No. I still have to settle accounts with you."

Qin Miaomiao sighed. See? Lu Qing could never be easily fooled. She guessed it was still about Rong Lan hugging her. He was clearly still brooding over it.

This jealous king!

After returning home, she went to take a bath and change clothes, while Lu Qing entered Ou Beichen’s room.

Inside the room, three computers were running furiously, their screens full of code and database operations.

Lu Qing glanced over, his tone flat:

"Erase everything online related to Miao Miao."

"Alright, give me a bit of time."

Ou Beichen flexed his fingers and immediately started typing at an astounding speed on the keyboard.

Ten minutes later:

"All cleared."

"Good job. From now on, any unfavorable news about Miao Miao gets blocked immediately."

Ou Beichen nodded, then looked up and asked:

"Now that I’ve done work for you, what are you willing to give me as compensation? My sister said I shouldn’t do anything that’s a losing deal."

"Two hundred thousand a month?"

Ou Beichen thought it over: "Alright, we’ll count that as my living expenses. My sister will probably be pretty happy to see that money."

Lu Qing: .....

Since when did his wife gain yet another loyal follower?