My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious
Chapter 223: A Twist in the Tale... My Ass

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: A Twist in the Tale... My Ass

"You’re insane!"

George cursed, he had never seen such a crazy woman. She actually strapped a bomb to herself?

"Now, you have twenty-nine minutes left. When the time is up, the bomb will explode."

"I don’t believe you’d really dare to do it."

"Feel free to try me. MC-178900, a new type of bomb, remotely controlled. If I don’t leave the winery with my person in half an hour, the bomb will explode."

George yanked open her jacket—it really was that kind of bomb!

This woman was truly insane!

"Aren’t you afraid you’ll die too!"

Qin Miaomiao sneered coldly, "With you buried alongside me, it doesn’t feel like a loss. Now you only have twenty-five minutes left."

George, the mighty Mafia leader, was actually being threatened by a woman!

But from the look in her eyes, he could tell she was serious! She didn’t even mind sacrificing her own life!

George finally chose to yield. "Alright, fine, you win. Bring the people up."

Soon, Lu Qing and Mr. Jiu were escorted up. Surprisingly, both of them were neatly dressed, showing no signs of having been restrained.

George shot Qin Miaomiao a meaningful glance and, with a teasing tone, spoke to Lu Qing:

"Your wife is really fierce, pulling a stunt like this."

Lu Qing chuckled, "Naturally."

Qin Miaomiao was momentarily stunned. "What do you mean?"

Mr. Jiu explained, "It means we’re actually fine. George and your husband are old acquaintances. Someone wanted to kill Lu Qing, but they hired the wrong man. Now that mastermind is in big trouble."

"Then why did they detain you?"

"I was just staying as a guest."

Qin Miaomiao’s face darkened, seemingly unable to accept that what had felt like a perilous scenario had suddenly turned into a farce!

"Alright, Little Jin’er, you need to have someone deactivate the bomb, or there might actually be trouble."

Little Sixth hurriedly contacted Little Second to deactivate the bomb. Lu Qing noticed Qin Miaomiao’s sullen expression and quickly approached her, whispering:

"I’m fine. It’s all safe."

Qin Miaomiao looked up at him, and suddenly she raised her hand and delivered a loud slap across his face!

She shouted angrily, "Lu Qing, you bastard, is playing people fun for you? If you were fine, why didn’t you say so earlier? Do you know how panicked I was when I thought you’d been kidnapped? I was terrified you might die! Did you want me to be a widow for the rest of my life?"

Lu Qing stared at her in shock as tears streamed uncontrollably down Qin Miaomiao’s face.

"I’m such a fool. Who do you think you are? You’re Young Master Lu. What problem can’t you solve? Why would you ever need a woman like me to come running halfway across the world to save you? You probably thought I was a nuisance when you heard I was coming, didn’t you? You thought I’d only cause trouble for you, right?"

"I didn’t..."

Qin Miaomiao refused to listen to his explanation. Angrily, she peeled off her coat and threw it to the ground. Strapped to her upper body was the micro-bomb, which looked quite intimidating.

"Do I look ridiculous now? Thinking my feelings were so deep, that I’d risk my life to save you. To you, it was just a game, right? Lu Qing, let me tell you, I’m done playing this game. Grandma’s getting a divorce! I won’t put up with your crap anymore!"

With that, she unbuckled the bomb and tossed it aside, then turned and proceeded to leave.

Lu Qing was dumbfounded, George was stunned, even Mr. Jiu knitted his brows. As for everyone else, they were basically frozen in place.

Uh...

The plot seemed to have veered off track somehow. The man who was being scolded relentlessly wasn’t even retorting and looked unexpectedly embarrassed—was he really Young Master Lu?