Last night, Lu Qing couldn't sleep well. To avoid disturbing Qin Miaomiao's rest, he lay still with closed eyes, deep in thought.
He almost blurted it out, but in the end, he held back. Seeing Qin Miaomiao enjoy her food and sleep soundly, he couldn't bring himself to share his troubles with her, making her worry on his behalf.
Thinking about the issues with the three children was already enough to fill his mind. Adding one more would just bring more trouble. So, early in the morning, Lu Qing went to the company, but a new idea was budding in his mind.
"He insists he's innocent, has no idea why there's an extra 200,000. If he is indeed innocent, then all this is orchestrated by someone intending to frame him. Who would do such a thing unless they held a grudge against him?"
Lu Qing wasn't entirely convinced about the framing but couldn't completely rule out the possibility.
