CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 343 GO TO YOUR UNCLE

After a hurried meeting, Lu Qing still had to attend the shareholders’ meeting and deal with the real estate bidding issues.

The quality of the lipstick was too good—it didn’t fade, didn’t smudge. She grabbed a tissue to wipe it off, but no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn’t come clean.

With a face that looked like a monkey’s behind, she returned to the office, went upstairs, avoided the receptionist, but couldn’t evade...

The sharp gazes of Little Fourth and Little Sixth.

The two of them kept an utterly serious expression, as if they’d seen nothing at all, and greeted her respectfully:

"Young Madam, the situation has been suppressed. All the dirt regarding Jiaojiao online has been deleted, but the rumors between you and Rong Lan are only growing more intense."

Qin Miaomiao was utterly puzzled: "Why?"

Rong Lan had no shortage of gossip too, and such minor rumors shouldn’t have had any significant impact.

Little Sixth looked at her with an oddly cryptic expression and said:

"Because Emperor Rong posted on Weibo."

"And then?"

"He quoted an ancient poem."

Qin Miaomiao’s brows furrowed slightly, a foreboding sense washing over her.

"What did he say?"

"’This love can only be recalled, for it was lost to bewilderment at the time.’"

Qin Miaomiao froze for a moment before flying into a rage:

"What the hell?! Love my ass! That brat deserves a beating—how dare he flirt with his Aunt!? He’s tired of living!"

Little Fourth, holding his phone while trying to comfort her, said:

"Emperor Rong’s Weibo post has been deleted, and there are signs of a hacker intrusion. It’s likely Young Master Lu’s doing! Young Master Lu... also posted a Weibo update."

"What?"

Little Fourth glanced at the Weibo post and then at Qin Miaomiao, replying cautiously:

"It’s... a curse word."

"Huh?"

"’What the hell.’"

Qin Miaomiao: ...

Little Sixth stifled his laughter and gave Qin Miaomiao a thumbs-up: "Definitely a husband-and-wife team."

Little Fourth comforted her: "As long as Young Master Lu doesn’t misunderstand, everything’s fine. You’re still our Young Madam, and we’ll always support you! Keep going, chin up!"

Qin Miaomiao: ... Suddenly, the anger didn’t seem as intense anymore. Why did she feel oddly touched?

The sentiment lasted only three seconds before Little Fourth burst into uncontrollable laughter:

"I can’t hold it in anymore, Young Madam, your face is just... hilarious."

"Get out of here!"

"Sure thing, Young Madam."

"Wait, leave the wet wipes behind."

While wiping the lipstick off her face with wet wipes, Qin Miaomiao thought—these people downstairs seemed borderline rebellious; were they trying to ascend to the heavens?

The incident on Weibo was steadily brewing, especially Emperor Rong’s poetic words, which had stirred the imagination of the masses.

Online chaos was already in full swing.

"I bet ten tea eggs that Emperor Rong and President Qin are definitely involved."

"I bet a whole pot of lamb spine stew—not only are they involved, but the story runs deep."

"Has Emperor Rong ever responded to any rumors? No! Emperor Rong rarely even posts on Weibo; if he did, it must be because of her!"

"Stop talking, my heart aches—my husband likes someone else?! He even quoted poetry for her? This is so cruel!"

"The commenters above, did you fail reading class? That poem clearly means they broke up long ago, and now Emperor Rong wants to reconcile."

"What kind of heroic feat did President Qin accomplish in her past life? She dumped an Emperor and now has scandalous rumors with Lord Lu!"

"Wait, Lord Lu just updated his Weibo and cursed? This is full of implications—let’s go check it out!"

Han Shu was clutching a laptop, refreshing the comments under the Weibo post, his forehead drenched in sweat.

"Um, Young Master Lu, your comment section has already reached... ten thousand, with thirty thousand likes. The comments under it have cooked up a dog-blooded love triangle drama."

Lu Qing raised his eyelids slightly and replied in a cool tone:

"Is that so? What are they saying?"

Han Shu cleared his throat and began reading:

"Lord Lu’s words clearly convey the attitude of a man—it’s an outright challenge to Rong Lan!"