Qin Miaomiao slowly walked out of the hospital, her legs feeling weak, but Little seventh quickly supported her:
"Young Madam, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just a slight headache."
Clearing things up with Rong Lan was for the best. Although it was cruel, at least there was no need for deceit anymore. That person of his was already dead.
Deceit was the greatest cruelty to him—it was Su Jin, not Qin Miaomiao. She loved only that one person!
However, just as they reached the entrance, more than ten reporters rushed directly toward them!
"Miss Qin, it's rumored that you're already married, yet you're entangled with Emperor Rong. Is this true?"
"Miss Qin, does this count as being unfaithful in your marriage?"
Microphones were almost poking in front of Qin Miaomiao's face. Little sixth and Little seventh tightly shielded her, but the reporters blocked them completely, refusing to let anyone leave!
