My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 631 - 550: Did He Do It?

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Chapter 631: Chapter 550: Did He Do It?

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean by that? I don’t understand."

"Don’t play games with me. About this matter with Lu Qing—it must be you behind the scenes stirring up trouble. You actually killed someone and pinned the blame on Lu Qing!"

Lu Xing burst into laughter:

"Sister-in-law, accusing someone of murder is a serious charge. Don’t go throwing labels around carelessly."

"What tricks did you use to make Director Zhao take all the film reels? How much did you bribe him with, to make him disregard his previous reputation? A hundred million? Two hundred million? And in the end, to take Lu Qing down, you outright killed the person. Doesn’t that perfectly align with your ambition? Isn’t it?"

Lu Xing clapped his hands together. "Brilliant! Truly brilliant! I have to say, this kind of plan sounds fantastic. If Lu Qing were to end up in prison for murder, Old Sir Lu might have no choice but to force me to take over the Lu Group. That could really happen, couldn’t it?"

Qin Miaomiao’s face darkened!

"Xiao Bai!"

With her call, Xiao Bai appeared from who-knows-where, let out a low growl, and pounced onto Lu Xing, pinning him firmly to the ground!

"Playing this trick again? Can’t you come up with something new?"

"You want something new? Of course, I’ve got it. The question is, can you handle it."

Ou Beichen stepped out, idly playing with a fruit knife. Lu Xing’s face gradually shifted. He tried to struggle, but how could Xiao Bai’s massive body be something he could contend with?

"Sister, let me handle him. I can definitely make him confess everything."

"So, you’re going all out now, sister-in-law? I was just joking with you earlier. How could I possibly harm Lu Qing? Even if I had the motive, I don’t have the opportunity. Besides, I’ve always had a principle to never get my hands dirty with murder. It goes against my long-standing code of conduct."

Right now, Qin Miaomiao had only one thought in her mind: clearing Lu Qing of suspicion. And Lu Xing—he was just too suspicious!

If something happened to Lu Qing, he would be the one to benefit!

Lu Xing was quite adept at reading people’s expressions. Seeing the change in Qin Miaomiao’s face, he immediately realized things weren’t looking good and quickly said:

"These past few days, I’ve been at a hotel with my lover, fooling around the whole time. I haven’t left once. I had no time to get involved in anything like this."

"You could’ve made a call and gotten someone else to do it."

"I’ve just returned to the country. I hardly know anyone here. How could I trust anyone with something this big? Handing over evidence directly to someone else? That’d be like giving them a loaded gun to use against me! Besides, I don’t mess around with murder cases like this. And Lu Qing isn’t stupid—he has plenty of connections and power. Trying to take him down this way would only cause endless trouble. I prefer being a spectator; I’d hate to get dragged into the action myself."

However, Ou Beichen didn’t believe a word of it. His tone turned icy:

"Sis, his mouth is full of lies. Let me use some more force—he’ll confess for sure."

Qin Miaomiao hesitated. The things this man said were half-truths, but the motive? That was real.

At this moment, Mr. Jiu walked out and spoke calmly:

"It wasn’t him."

"Ninth Uncle, how do you know?"

"He’s a smart man. If he’s not desperate, he wouldn’t do something so reckless without leaving himself an out. Xiao Bai, let him go."

Xiao Bai, as if it truly understood human speech, let out a low growl and then released its claws.

With a flick of its tail, it looked thoroughly unimpressed. What a bore. It could’ve easily bitten this guy’s head off—a fresh hunk of meat would’ve tasted great.

Lu Xing cupped his hands toward Mr. Jiu. "So, you must be Mr. Su. I’ve long heard of your great reputation. Finally, we meet. I’m Lu Xing, Lu Qing’s half-brother."

Mr. Jiu glanced at him. His cheeky, grinning demeanor wasn’t actually off-putting.