Lu Qing's tall figure stood right beside Qin Miaomiao, his arm wrapped possessively around her waist, shooting a hostile glare at Xu Jiaojiao. Hug his woman? She must be courting death!
"So it's you, Lu Qing. Miaomiao is my bestie. What's wrong with me giving her a hug?"
Lu Qing glanced over at this... woman who was even more handsome than most men, and coldly spat out two words:
"Not allowed."
"Hey, hey, hey, can you be reasonable? I've known her way longer than you have. If I weren't a woman, I might've married her by now. Do you believe me?"
Jin Dong hurried forward to drag her away. "Um, uh, Little Lu, you go ahead and have your lovey-dovey moment with your wife. We'll take our leave."
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not finished talking yet."
She couldn't overpower Jin Jing and was dragged out the door. Once the door shut, she spun around and directly pinned Jin Jing against the wall, glaring fiercely as she spoke:
"Why did you drag me out?"
