Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Lu Qing spoke coldly:
"Does it hurt?"
Hearing these words, Qin Miaomiao's eyes suddenly reddened. She turned her head to avoid showing her disheveled state, her voice now sounding choked.
"It doesn't hurt, not at all."
"You really are an idiot."
He said, his tone filled with disdain, but his actions were extraordinarily gentle. Qin Miaomiao lowered her head, and everything that had happened today reminded her that she wasn't strong at all. Not even a simple problem could be solved, let alone dealing with Su Moli and Chu Yunhao.
She had also been blind before, staying in the dark under Chu Yunhao's deceit for so long. In the end, ending up in such a situation—she deserved it. It was her own stupidity.
But she had already been foolish once in her life; she didn't want to keep being foolish.
She took a deep breath, lifted her gaze to him, the expression on her face showing a trace of vulnerability:
