Qin Miaomiao clutched the necklace tightly. It was something Lu Qing had casually tossed to her before getting in the car, as if this item worth tens of millions was completely insignificant.
"This is too much! You're practically assaulting me with jewelry. Do you believe I could hit you back with money?"
Lu Qing curled the corners of his lips:
"Well, you'd need an entire room full of cash to afford me. I'm that expensive."
Qin Miaomiao: .....
"Honey, you're getting thicker-skinned by the day. Your persona is completely shattered. Weren't you supposed to be the proud, domineering CEO? Look at yourself now! Be careful—you might lose your fan base."
Lu Qing lowered his head to look at her, gradually leaning closer. His faint scent enveloped her as he approached, sending shivers across her skin. Her heart raced wildly inside her chest.
