Listening to the distance in her words, Lu Qing said nothing, directly pressing her down. Behind her was a table.
"Repeat what you just said."
Qin Miaomiao pursed her lips, looking at him, the coldness in her eyes gradually giving way to tears.
"Husband..."
"Why aren't you being stubborn anymore?"
She turned her head away, relying on a single breath to hold herself together. If that breath scattered, she wasn't sure if she would have the courage to continue!
Ninth Uncle and Xiao Chen were extremely important to her, and now, both were under someone's control. What could she do?
"Do you consider me your husband?"
"I do..."
"Since you do, then listen carefully. If you dare say something like that again, I'll keep going until you submit!"
Qin Miaomiao's eyes gradually filled with tears as she hugged him back: "Husband, I'm scared. I've lost enough; I don't want to lose them too."
