CHAPTER 342: CHAPTER 342 NO, YOU ARE MY SPONSOR

Qin Miaomiao instantly blew up: "Flirt my ass! Those reporters are making stuff up. He’s my cousin-in-law’s nephew! Why would I flirt with him?"

Lu Qing barely lifted his eyelid, his exquisite features, sharp angles, and piercing gaze cutting her a look.

Qin Miaomiao immediately backed down:

"I really didn’t flirt with him. It’s just the way the light hit in the photo! I’m a married woman, okay? I’m this close to announcing it to the world or tattooing ’married’ on my forehead."

Only then did Lu Qing toss the laptop aside and curl his fingers at her to come over.

She obediently shuffled closer.

"I’ll do the tattoo for you. Bring me a pen."

Qin Miaomiao covered her face: "No way! I still have to meet people and work later. By the way, for Yan Jing’s upcoming roadshows, I want to oversee a few, but I’m not going to other cities."

Lu Qing arched an eyebrow: "Are you changing the topic?"

"I..."

"Bring me a lipstick."

Qin Miaomiao stared at him, exclaiming, "You tyrant!"

Even so, she obediently dug out several lipsticks while muttering under her breath.

"This shade is my favorite. I love this brand. I’ll cry if it’s wasted."

Lu Qing hooked her chin with his fingers and casually picked one. Qin Miaomiao shrieked:

"Hey! That’s my favorite color!"

"The bold red?"

"So what? Is there a problem?"

Lu Qing’s lips curved: "Hmm, perfect."

With that, he grasped her chin and started doodling on her face with the lipstick.

This rumor thing, honestly, she was a bit at fault. Who knows which miserable excuse of a journalist purposely took such suggestive shots?!

Lord Lu was definitely jealous. Fine, fine, let him vent a bit—it’s not a big deal. It’s just that her position as the wife wasn’t exactly holding strong.

She squinted at him, noting his smooth chin and those alluringly thin lips, which were especially tempting.

As she stared, she swallowed hard. Her man really was a ridiculously handsome "brother." Especially that mouth—there was no need for lipstick, lip balm, or whatever; it naturally had a soft red hue and looked incredibly inviting.

The more Qin Miaomiao looked, the thirstier she felt. Without thinking, she leaned forward and planted a kiss!

Lu Qing remained completely calm, one brow slightly raised:

"Trying to make peace with that?"

"No, no, no! It’s just... I think my husband is so handsome, so irresistible. I just want to pounce on you. Your stunning looks have completely bewitched me. I don’t have eyes for anyone else but you."

Lu Qing’s mouth twitched, and he glanced up:

"Your performance is a bit much. Those lines are cheesy and kind of outdated."

Qin Miaomiao cursed under her breath: "Damn it! I knew those flirting lines Little Sixth handed me were useless! I’m docking his pay when I get back!"

He took out his phone, switched to selfie mode, and snapped a photo of the two of them. Qin Miaomiao saw he had written three big characters on her face:

"My Hubby" with an arrow under her chin pointing directly at him.

He said, "Smile. Let’s commemorate this."

"Can we not immortalize such an embarrassing moment?"

"To make you remember this lesson, I’m keeping this photo. If you dare mess up again, it’s going online—stamped and sealed! So you don’t repeat your mistakes."

Qin Miaomiao: ...She had no retort.

So annoying.

Lu Qing seemed very pleased with the photo, patting her shoulder as he said:

"If you’d agree to go public with our relationship, none of this would happen."

"No way! Do you know how many people would hate me if we did? Plus, haven’t I made it obvious enough? You’re my financial backer—the one who gives me money and takes care of all my expenses. Isn’t that clear?"

Lu Qing shook his head graceully, speaking in a calm tone:

"That’s not right. You’re my financial backer, my ’Mistress of the Night.’ Come home early tonight. I like that domineering queen outfit, the one with the whip and thigh-high slit."

Qin Miaomiao... was utterly stunned. Young Master Lu! Can you at least give a warning when you "drive"? Otherwise, we’re all at risk of a crash!