My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious
Chapter 220: Young Master Lu, There’s Been an Accident

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: Young Master Lu, There’s Been an Accident

Little Sixth relayed everything his subordinates had eavesdropped on, down to the smallest detail, to Qin Miaomiao. Upon hearing it, she smiled meaningfully:

"Very good, the story is getting more and more interesting."

She knew Chu Yunhao too well. If he could kill her for money, he could just as easily kill Su Moli for the same reason. The thrill of revenge coursed through her veins, making her feel a surge of excitement.

She needed a drink to suppress this agitation before she could plan her next move.

Little Seventh silently offered her a carefully mixed cocktail, and Qin Miaomiao took a sip. Hmm, the taste was really something!

"Little Seventh, you not only cook but also mix drinks—it’s amazing!"

Little Seventh smiled, revealing two sharp canines: "Thank you, Young Madam. As long as you like it, it’s worth it."

"Young Madam, Little Seventh is the ultimate jack-of-all-trades. Chinese food, Western cuisine, Italian dishes—name any cuisine. As long as he’s tasted it, there’s nothing he can’t replicate. His skills in handling household chores are top-notch as well. He’s thorough in everything he does. Honestly, he’s indispensable for both home and travel. He’s the pet of our team."

The more he praised, the itchier Qin Miaomiao felt. A person like this staying by her side, managing her household, would be perfect. Her remaining years would be nothing short of amazing!

Especially since he looked just to her taste. Seeing his kitten-like face every year would brighten her mood and even help her eat two extra bowls of rice.

"I want salmon. And sushi."

Little Seventh bowed respectfully: "Alright, please allow me two hours to prepare the ingredients."

The Young Madam’s requests, no matter how much effort or resources they required, had to be fulfilled as perfectly as possible.

(From Lu Qing’s Quotes)

Since it would take some time to prepare, she needed to find something to do. It had been over twelve hours since Lu Qing left on his business trip. She had called him once and sent three messages, but there was no reply.

Qin Miaomiao felt a bit restless. Based on the time, he should have landed by now. After seeing the missed calls and messages, he should have responded.

No, she couldn’t let her mind wander. That would only drive her crazy. She needed to stay composed.

She opened a document, intending to write a screenplay. *Reincarnation* had brought her success, so she had to keep writing.

One hour... Two hours...

The document remained blank. Her mind felt like mush—there was nothing there!

Frustrated to the point of nearly flipping the table, she cursed internally. Damn it, Lu Qing! How dare he ignore her? He’d better be careful, or she really might find someone else behind his back!

Without thinking, she immediately dialed his number again, only to see that his phone was turned off.

Little Seventh’s salmon and sushi were ready. He invited her downstairs to savor the meal. She watched in person as Little Seventh used his extraordinary knife skills to slice the raw salmon into thin, translucent pieces, each emitting a faint chill. Taking a bite, it was tender and fresh. Her taste buds were utterly delighted.

She looked at Little Seventh in awe: "Little Seventh, you could totally be a master chef. Being a bodyguard is such a waste of your talent."

"If it weren’t for Young Master Lu, I’d already be dead. That’s why I’ve sworn my loyalty to him for life."

Only when he said this did his expression appear so serious.

Just then, Little Sixth suddenly walked in with a grave expression and said in a low voice:

"Young Madam, Young Master Lu is in trouble."

The chopsticks in Qin Miaomiao’s hand fell to the floor.

Two hours had already passed since she learned about Lu Qing’s accident. Little Second, Little Sixth, and Little Seventh were all using their respective channels and doing everything possible to locate the crash site of the plane. So far, there hadn’t been any progress.

Qin Miaomiao’s body had been trembling the whole time, yet she neither cried nor screamed. Her expression was so calm it was unsettling.