My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 611 - 530: The Daily Bickering

Mr. Jiu patted her shoulder. "You’ll get used to it. Even if your IQ isn’t great, don’t you still have good looks?"

Good looks?

When it comes to looks, she’s the ugliest in the family.

Sure, if you put her on the street, she can barely pass for a beauty, but place her among the other three, and...yeah, no.

She decided not to humiliate herself any further. Getting crushed on IQ is bad enough, but now even her looks are under attack? Life is simply unbearable.

"Ninth Uncle, if you keep putting me down like this, I might start questioning my existence."

Mr. Jiu glanced at her. "With me, Xiao Chen, and that punk Lu Qing, the three of us protecting you, you’re practically the center of the universe. What’s there to question about life?"

Hmm, that...kind of makes sense. Even though her IQ isn’t high, and her looks get overshadowed, she does have good fortune.

She gave Mr. Jiu a thumbs-up. "Ninth Uncle, you’re great at comforting people. I feel like I’m suddenly winning at life." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Good girl. My shoulders hurt, give me a massage."

"Okay! What about dinner tonight? Want some hotpot?"

"Too greasy, too heavy, no. Just some porridge, time to start taking care of my health."

Qin Miaomiao: .....

Whimpering inside, she’s barely in her twenties, and already she has to start caring about health? Yamade!

The match between Lu Qing and Ou Beichen finally reached a conclusion. Earlier, Lu Qing had been holding back, but to end the fight quickly, he played a heavy hand. Even so, Ou Beichen managed to dodge and then Lu Qing eased up slightly.

Eventually, Lu Qing won by a narrow margin.

After all, he’s the brother-in-law. If Ou Beichen didn’t show at least that much respect, with how petty the brother-in-law is, he’d probably hold a grudge.

On one hand, his master. On the other hand, his brother-in-law.

If the two clashed, he’d have to take sides. If he only sided with his master and disrespected his brother-in-law, his days wouldn’t go smoothly either.

The poor kid felt bitter, but he kept quiet about it.

Mr. Jiu saw Xiao Chen lose and had to give up a box of cigars. Naturally, that left him upset. Lu Qing walked over, casually resting a hand on Qin Miaomiao’s shoulder, his eyes gleaming with smugness:

"Sorry, Ninth Uncle, I won."

"You’re a good ten years older than Xiao Chen. You’ve eaten more salt than he’s eaten rice—makes sense."

Now, wasn’t that loaded with subtext?

"Ninth Uncle is also more than ten years older than my big brother. And the salt you’ve eaten is definitely more than the rice I’ve consumed."

Mr. Jiu: .....

"Oh? So you’re saying I’m old?"

Lu Qing flashed a subtle smile. "Just older than me."

Qin Miaomiao rolled her eyes. Alright then, the daily round of back-and-forth banter has begun again. She got up, walked over to Xiao Chen, and noticed his face was drenched in sweat. She pulled out a tissue and gently wiped his forehead:

"Xiao Chen, you’re amazing! You’re still young, I’m sure you’ll be able to beat your brother-in-law soon. How about I give you an extra treat tonight? Want some sizzling beef on an iron griddle?"

Ou Beichen’s bruised ego finally got a bit of relief.

"No, let’s stick with porridge. Master said we need to take care of our health—less heavy meals."

Qin Miaomiao: ....

Less heavy meals, my foot! For someone like her who lives to eat meat, not eating it feels like a death sentence. Could it be that Xiao Chen saw through her intentions? Did he realize she was using him as an excuse, when in reality it was her own craving driving this?

Looks like Xiao Chen isn’t as easy to fool anymore.

"Honey, what do you think—hotpot lamb, or porridge?"

She glared at him with a hint of threat. The choice of dinner is crucial, her food cravings rank as serious business, okay?

Don’t blame her for being so persistent. For a foodie, there’s nothing on Earth more tempting than good cuisine.