"Hubby!"
"Hmm?"
She took a deep breath and looked at him with a serious expression:
"I might need to borrow your manpower, to call Little second, Little sixth, and Little seventh back."
Lu Qing glanced at her sideways and said indifferently, "No need for all that trouble. I actually have a solution. Do you want to hear it?"
Qin Miaomiao grabbed his arm excitedly: "Really? Tell me, tell me."
"Send him a few pretty girls."
Qin Miaomiao: .....
After a moment of silence, she roared furiously: "If I dare send him girls, do you believe he'll dare break my legs? You can't just scam your wife like this!"
Lu Qing looked innocent: "Men, you know, either love power, wealth, or beauty. Look at your Ninth Uncle—what's he lacking? Isn't his side just missing women? So, sending girls would be the perfect gift."
Qin Miaomiao: Haha...haha...
"Hubby, I think you're stirring up trouble."
"Not bad, you figured it out."
