Lu Qing wrapped an arm around her shoulder and looked over at Xu Jiaojiao. Clearly a woman, yet her face seemed more handsome than a man's. His mind wandered back to the photo Jin Jing had sent him.
His eyes narrowed slightly, while Xu Jiaojiao remained oblivious and continued walking straight into the line of fire:
"Are you Miaomiao's new flame? Huh, not bad-looking."
"New flame?"
His voice carried a chill, and Jin Jing, standing nearby, felt a shiver run down his spine. The goddess Jiaojiao was definitely doomed.
Xu Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes and clicked her tongue:
"Yep, you're the new flame. I'm the old flame."
"Heh."
What does "heh" even mean?
He looked down at Qin Miaomiao and said flatly, "She's your old flame? You want to keep her?"
His own wife wanting to keep another woman? Heh, wasn't she ambitious!
Faced with Lu Qing, she instantly felt deflated and began stammering an explanation:
"Well… actually… it's kind of a misunderstanding."
