Lin Han had always presented herself as knowledgeable, sensible, gentle, and charming. This time, she genuinely felt her self-esteem was hurt, and her eyes turned red, looking pitifully:
"Young Master Lu, now that you have someone new, have you forgotten the old? Have you really forgotten the bond between us?"
Even though she didn't really have anything with Lu Qing, she didn't want to lose so badly. These words were meant for Qin Miaomiao to hear; even if she lost face, she wanted to make her uncomfortable!
Lu Qing frowned, not expecting her to say that. He glanced at Qin Miaomiao instinctively, who seemed unfazed, and said calmly:
"Husband, is she having delusions of persecution?"
Lin Han became anxious upon hearing that. Does she really not believe her at all?
Lu Qing nodded, "Her condition is rather severe. My wife is very clever."
"Of course, why would you ever be interested in her?"
