My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 172: Let Me Provide for You Just This Once

"Bro, what do you mean? You actually had someone keep tabs on me?"

Lu Qing’s expression darkened slightly. He waved his hand, signaling Little Second to take her away, and said calmly:

"When you learn to behave, I’ll let you out again."

After saying that, he didn’t even give Lu Lu the chance to struggle as Little Second effortlessly hauled her off.

Lin Han watched his domineering behavior and felt her heart grow cold. He carried out his actions without the slightest regard for Lu Lu’s dignity—too overbearing and imperious.

If he treated Lu Lu like this without the slightest consideration, she could only imagine how he would treat her!

"Young Master Lu..."

She wanted to step forward to explain, but Lu Qing didn’t even glance at her, treating her like she was completely insignificant. Instead, he turned to Qin Miaomiao and asked softly:

"How does this outfit look?"

Qin Miaomiao immediately gave a thumbs up:

"In one word: stunning!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely! It’s so good-looking, it makes people weak in the knees."

Lu Qing’s eyes darkened slightly: "Weak in the knees? Hm, we can test that out tonight."

"..."

She was starting to get used to her husband’s unrestrained jokes, but she pretended not to hear him. She turned instead to the store employee who was blatantly drooling over Lu Qing and said:

"Wrap up all the clothes I just picked out—charge them to my card."

Lu Qing raised an eyebrow slightly and casually tossed a black card onto the counter: "Charge this one."

The store employee was stunned. A global top-tier IVIP black card? The unlimited kind? Incredible!

Qin Miaomiao gave him a glare: "What, I can’t even afford to treat you this once?"

"Treat me?"

"Yep. Give me a chance to pamper you. I need to uphold my status, you know."

Interesting. Lu Qing’s lips curved into a smile. No woman had ever spent money on him before—it was indeed intriguing.

The store employees were inwardly screaming. This man held a black card. What kind of status did he have? And now this girl claimed she wanted to pamper him? Was she out of her mind? If it were any other girl, she’d probably be frantically swiping her card!

Still, mental screaming aside, they had to process the bill.

"Miss, your total comes to 567,000. I’ll waive the few hundred. The amount due is 560,000."

"Alright, charge it."

After she paid, the clothes were all packed up. She handed all the shopping bags to him in one go, smiled, and said:

"We’ve been married this long, and I haven’t bought you any gifts. Consider this your gift."

Lu Qing controlled the corners of his mouth, which were threatening to curl into a grin, and responded with a polite "Mm": "Since you’re so sincere, then I’ll reluctantly accept."

"Reluctantly? Fine, I won’t send gifts next time."

Lu Qing’s eyes grew cold: "Don’t you dare. You promised to pamper me, and you can’t go back on your word."

Qin Miaomiao put on an earnest expression: "Pampering you once is enough. Any more, and I might not be able to afford it."

"..."

Classic deadpan nonsense. Lu Qing raised a hand to pat her on the head, only for her to quickly swat his hand away:

"Stop messing with my hair, or I’ll go bald."

"Hmm, so ugly. Even if you go bald, it’s fine—because no one wants you anyway, except me."

"..."

Well, there’s no point in continuing this conversation.

Meanwhile, Lin Han had been completely ignored. Watching the playful banter between the two of them, her lungs were practically about to burst with frustration!

Qin Miaomiao was actually using this kind of tactic to win Lu Qing over? The famously unpredictable Young Master Lu—he was subdued this easily?

A woman like her behaving so boldly in front of him—and yet he wasn’t angry in the slightest?

Feeling unconvinced, she spoke in a delicate tone:

"Young Master Lu..."

Lu Qing cast her a glance, his eyes cold enough to make her shiver. Then his next words chilled her down to her very bones:

"Why haven’t you left yet?"

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