My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 704 - 622: Revenge on Me Double
"It’s nothing, just twisted my ankle a bit."
Little Sixth finally let out a sigh of relief: "Young Madam, you nearly stopped my little heart! Does it hurt? Should I help you in?"
"Not really, it doesn’t hurt."
With that, she started hobbling in step by step on her own.
Little Sixth followed her like a nervous eunuch, hovering nearby without touching her, terrified that something else might happen. He was practically as jumpy as a cat in the woods.
After what felt like forever, she finally sat down on the sofa. Little Sixth collapsed onto a nearby chair, completely drained, sweat beading on his forehead.
"Young Madam, I’m telling you, at this rate, us guys might barely last another ten years."
Qin Miaomiao burst into laughter: "Seriously? Relax."
"Relax? How could we? You barely escaped a bad fall; Heaven really was looking out for you. What if something serious had happened? Young Madam, you really should just stay home and not go anywhere, okay?"
Normally, Little Sixth wasn’t this talkative. He’d only jest a little at most, and his mental strength was remarkable—much better than Little Seventh’s.
For him to say something like this now just showed how rattled he truly was.
Little Second wholeheartedly agreed: "Yes, yes, Young Madam, let’s just stay home, no more outings."
Qin Miaomiao: ....
Two of the seven distinguished bodyguards, actually saying something like this.....
Just then, a cold voice rang out: "Fell down? Who fell down?"
Mr. Jiu walked over, his brows tightly furrowed, a faint menacing aura on his face.
Qin Miaomiao hurriedly said: "No, Little Sixth, Little Sixth fell down. We were all just laughing at him."
Mr. Jiu moved closer, standing right in front of her. His overwhelming presence made Qin Miaomiao feel suffocated.
Forcing a fawning smile, she said, "Jiu... Ninth Uncle, what are you doing?"
"Keep going with your story."
"No, it’s not... I just... twisted my ankle."
"Did you fall on your own, or did someone make you?"
"It’s probably, maybe, possibly someone else."
Ninth Uncle sneered: "Who? I’ll have Old Third wipe them out!"
"Um... Ninth Uncle, hold on, don’t lose your temper. Lu Qing is already handling it."
Ninth Uncle’s face grew darker upon hearing this: "The Lu Family? I told you not to go, too many people, too chaotic. But you insisted."
"It’s New Year’s Eve, you know, so..."
"You think you’re in the right, huh? Do you understand your own condition? If you hurt yourself seriously, do you believe me when I say I’ll have the entire Lu Family buried with you!"
"Ninth Uncle, it’s New Year’s, don’t talk about burying people, it’s so unlucky. Come, come, have some water to cool down."
Ninth Uncle’s face was ashen; he was truly angry this time.
At some point, Ou Beichen had appeared behind them, his voice chillingly low:
"Who did it?"
"Xiao Chen, have you eaten?"
Xiao Chen’s face remained cold as he asked again:
"Who did it?"
"This... it might just be a misunderstanding."
Xiao Chen placed a hand on her shoulder:
"I’ll ask one last time. Who did it?"
Whimper, whimper... Xiao Chen looked so scary, as if he’d wipe out an entire family at any moment. She didn’t dare tell him.
At the level of intensity he was showing now, Lu Lu and Lu Xing, the two possible suspects, might really end up chopped into pieces.
"Really, it was me, I wasn’t careful."
"You’re not saying? Fine. Little Sixth, Little Second, you two say it."
Little Sixth and Little Second also felt suppressed anger. Honestly, they’d gone to celebrate New Year’s Eve without a hitch, but suddenly this incident had cropped up.
There were only two suspects. But pinpointing the culprit wasn’t quite that easy.
So, they recounted the events as best they could.
After listening, Xiao Chen didn’t say another word and strode out straight away.
Mr. Jiu called after him: "Don’t be too severe. Your brother-in-law is still there. If you must act, do it covertly. Your sister’s suffering must be repaid double—do you understand?"
"Understood."
