Qin Miaomiao glanced at Lu Qing, who was frowning but didn't offer a single explanation.
"Lu Qing, don't you have anything to say?"
Lu Qing pointed at her. "She threw herself at me all of a sudden, and I didn't have time to push her away."
Mo Wenwan looked at him in shock. Was he really being this blunt?
Seeing his expression, Qin Miaomiao could tell he wasn't lying. She casually stepped forward and said in a calm voice:
"Miss Mo, my husband said it was you who threw yourself at him. After all, my husband is a man with status now. For a young, unmarried lady like you to fling herself at a man, doesn't that seem a bit improper?"
Mo Wenwan adjusted her emotions, letting a bit of grievance seep onto her face. But it also looked like she was suppressing that grievance. She gave Lu Qing a plaintive look:
