My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 811 - 730: Partnership

"Just remember, if Lu Xing or his girlfriend looks for you in the future, just ignore them. Got it?"

"Of course, I know. Even if they talk to me, I’ll at most reply politely once and nothing more. Don’t worry." Qin Miaomiao said as she leaned on Lu Qing’s shoulder, feeling an indescribable sense of relaxation.

"President Qin, it’s time for the meeting."

The assistant’s knock on the door startled Lu Qing and Qin Miaomiao. She came to her senses and looked at Lu Qing, saying, "Why don’t you head home first? I’ll come back after I’m done."

"How much longer do you think you’ll be? I want to wait for you to go home together."

Qin Miaomiao glanced at her phone, "About forty minutes."

"That’s not too long. I’ll wait for you. Go ahead."

It was rare for Lu Qing to take a nap on the sofa in Qin Miaomiao’s office. Though he wasn’t tired, he somehow became fatigued and dozed off unknowingly.

Mo Wenwan, hearing that Lu Qing came to the company in the afternoon, rushed to Li Li’s office to inquire. She was taken aback by the smell of alcohol upon entering and saw Li Li drinking, looking rather desolate.

"President Li, why are you drinking in the office?"

Li Li glanced back at Mo Wenwan and raised his glass, "Want a drink?"

"No, I have to drive later, so I won’t drink."

Mo Wenwan speculated as she observed Li Li, thinking Lu Qing probably came to settle some scores with him, though she wasn’t sure which. So, she asked, "I heard Lu Qing came to see you this afternoon."

"Your information is quite accurate. He did come to see me, but it wasn’t business, it was personal."

As Li Li spoke, he drank his glass in one gulp, a new plan forming in his heart. Getting punched a few times by Lu Qing made him think he should practice fighting more often to ensure the other party gets bruised as well.

Getting closer, Mo Wenwan noticed the bruise on Li Li’s face. Startled by its shape, she couldn’t help but ask, "Did you guys get physical?"

"Men don’t just argue like women; when there’s a disagreement, they fight. Didn’t you know?" Li Li explained nonchalantly, not bothering to keep it a secret.

"Looks like security needs to be tightened. We can’t let just anyone in anymore."

Mo Wenwan’s gaze turned serious. Seeing Li Li’s injury, she lost any inclination to joke. She felt it was negligent; if there had been security or others present, they might have been able to stop the fight. Two men brawling in the office—it’s embarrassing to talk about.

"What did Lu Qing come to see you about?"

"That’s between me and him. No need for you to know," Li Li replied.

Even though Li Li refrained from saying more, Mo Wenwan understood more than anyone. Even a fool could link Qin Miaomiao’s scandal with him, realizing that Lu Qing was likely cuckolded.

Anyone would find it unbearable. So, Lu Qing coming was only natural, but nothing good comes from appearing before Li Li; it only heightens mutual resentment.

"Do you need to go to the hospital to treat that injury?"

Li Li looked at Mo Wenwan and shook his head, "No need, it’s just a bruise. It’ll heal in a few days."

Mo Wenwan nodded and didn’t press the hospital issue further. Instead, she informed him, "I’ve already met with Lu Xing and reached an understanding. We are partners now."