Qin Miaomiao, having been teased and toyed with by him, decided to give up and coldly sneered:
"Fine, I'll stay! I'm not afraid. But, I can't guarantee the safety of your sister. Oh, and your mom too. She dislikes me so much—if I'm wandering around in front of her every day, annoying her might actually be fun."
Lu Qing, upon hearing this, unexpectedly laughed:
"I was originally planning to just drop by and say hello. But since you're so spirited, let's stay for a few days."
"No, I surrender, okay?!"
"Surrender so quickly?"
Qin Miaomiao intentionally rested her face on his shoulder, shook his arm gently, and said in a rare coaxing tone:
"I'm just a delicate little woman, and surely you wouldn't want to see me get into a fight with your mom and sister, would you? So, my dear Lord Lu, for the sake of family harmony, I think we should stay at your private apartment instead."
