My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 639 - 558: This Is Not a Problem at All

Looking back now, his decision was absolutely correct.

Since someone was stirring up trouble online and guiding public opinion, then let’s have an on-site debate and let those netizens see just how baseless the verdict of guilt really is!

Fifty people couldn’t out-debate Lu Qing alone!

No matter which angle they attacked from, Lu Qing countered them all, one by one!

Fans online were exploding:

"Oh my God, Lu Qing is so handsome, his rebuttals were brilliant—fifty people couldn’t match him alone."

"The more I listen, the more I feel this is just a setup."

"Not ’maybe’—it absolutely is! We were all led astray before. Those news reports didn’t know anything and kept speculating, making it seem like they’d already convicted Lu Shen."

"Judging purely from this press conference, either Lu Qing is insanely sharp and flawless, or he’s truly innocent."

"I feel like I just watched a brilliant debate—one against fifty, no less."

"From my perspective as a graduate student in law, this case is full of loopholes. Lu Qing is not the culprit."

"I think so too. He’s been wronged; we’ve all been misled."

Online opinion started to shift overwhelmingly in Lu Qing’s favor. After all, his performance was just too magnetic.

As for the previous conspiracy theorists claiming someone had been swapped in to take the blame, almost no one mentioned it anymore.

This time, Lu Qing won beautifully.

The press conference lasted for an hour and quickly came to an end. Reporters still wanted to interview Lu Qing, but he grabbed Qin Miaomiao’s hand and left without hesitation, refusing any further questions.

The reporters, unwilling to give up, ran after him—but the car had already sped away.

Qin Miaomiao glanced back. Throughout the event, she had remained silent, watching as Lu Qing faced their questions alone.

She trusted Lu Qing and believed in his ability.

However, when she’d first heard he wanted to hold a press conference, she had indeed objected.

It was too risky.

But she hadn’t expected him to fight back so brilliantly this time!

"At its peak, the live broadcast reached 50 million viewers. The video has been shared over 80 million times and is still climbing. Lu Qing, the negative impact online is already beginning to shift."

Lu Qing’s face showed a hint of a smile:

"That’s good."

"What about the company’s stock losses? How will we recover?"

"Don’t worry about that. I’ve got ways to handle it. Now that most of the issues are resolved, stop keeping that tense expression on your face."

Qin Miaomiao gave him a gentle slap:

"You—you nearly scared me to death, and here you are grinning like a fool. Weren’t you even a little worried?"

Lu Qing chuckled:

"This kind of thing? It’s nothing."

"Nothing? Then what would count?"

Lu Qing’s eyes darkened slightly: "When bullets graze your ear, nearly shattering your head—when you’re closest to death—that counts."

Qin Miaomiao’s expression grew increasingly serious:

"You...you were almost killed?"

"Fool, this world has never been all that kind."

Qin Miaomiao looked at him with distress:

"What other things have you been through?"

"Just the usual stuff, I guess."

Back then, Ouyang Yan’s matter had already left a deep psychological scar on her. Protected by Little sixth and Little seventh, she had actually never faced true danger.

In hindsight, danger had always been present—it was just that she’d been shielded too well.