Qin Miaomiao went to the restroom and unexpectedly saw a somewhat familiar face—Lv Pingting. She hadn't noticed her earlier, but it turned out she was here too.
Lv Pingting had previously heard rumors and learned that Qin Miaomiao was actually Lu Qing's wife. This discovery had shocked her greatly.
"Are you Lu Qing's wife?"
"Yes."
"Does Mo Wenwan know about it?"
Qin Miaomiao curled her lips into a smile: "What do you think?"
"She knows, but at the last banquet, she told us you were Lu Qing's mistress outside of his home."
"Oh? She said that?"
Lv Pingting let out a cold snort: "She's lying."
"It seems like things have already fallen apart between you and her?"
"That's none of your business."
"Indeed, it's none of my business, but just think—your fiancé running errands for Mo Wenwan… Are you sure you want to continue like this?"
Lv Pingting's face grew increasingly grim: "That's none of your business either!"
