Jin Jing’s private villa—Jiaojiao was temporarily settled here. Qin Miaomiao also hurried over, and this time, Lu Qing accompanied her as well. Considering the magnitude of the situation, there was no reason for him not to come along. Xu Jiaojiao’s face was slightly pale. As soon as she saw Qin Miaomiao, she quickly explained: "Miaomiao, I didn’t push her. I didn’t even lay a finger on her, really." She spoke while tears streamed down her face. Qin Miaomiao comfortingly hugged her: "I believe you. I know you didn’t." Lu Qing stood to the side, suppressing the urge to toss Xu Jiaojiao out. This time, for once, he didn’t do it. He sat to the side, Jin Jing’s expression darkened, and he spoke gravely: "Brother Lu, this is really a tough situation to deal with." Lu Qing appeared calm and collected, speaking in a relaxed tone: "There’s no problem that can’t be solved. Since your woman didn’t touch her, her miscarriage must have been caused by something else." Jin Jing sighed: "But now, everyone thinks it was Jiaojiao who did it. All our previous efforts have gone to waste." After consoling Jiaojiao, Qin Miaomiao walked over, her expression icy: "I’m going to get to the bottom of this. There’s no way I’ll let Jiaojiao take the blame." "How will you investigate?" Qin Miaomiao looked at Lu Qing: "Hua Wenting might need a nurse by her side, right?" Lu Qing raised an eyebrow and smirked: "You want to plant an undercover agent?" "That’s why I married such a smart husband. Let the boss handle it. He’s absolutely the best candidate." Lu Qing nodded: "Alright." "Jin Jing, during this period, Jiaojiao will stay here. For now, she shouldn’t be seen outside or found by those reporters, or it’ll cause big trouble." Jin Jing nodded: "Don’t worry; I’ll take good care of her." "Jiaojiao, you might have to bear some grievances for now. Don’t look at what’s being said online, and don’t post anything on Weibo. Just give me some time, and I’ll clear your name." Xu Jiaojiao was moved and hugged her once again: "Miaomiao, it’s so good to have you. Thank you for believing in me and helping me. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t know what to do." Why does it feel like his scene-stealing moment and his lines are being hijacked? He’s Jiaojiao’s boyfriend, isn’t he! Sister-in-law, what’s with this overwhelming boyfriend energy? Did they hand you the wrong script? At this point, Lu Qing could no longer hold back his irritation. He grabbed her collar and flung her towards Jin Jing. With conditioned reflexes, Jin Jing instinctively caught her. Lu Qing, you jealous king! You won’t even let your wife hug anyone! Once they left Jin Jing’s villa, Qin Miaomiao sat in the front passenger seat, rubbing her temples while muttering: "Hubby, my head hurts." "Mm, I’ll massage it when we’re back." "Hubby, why do you think Hua Wenting had a miscarriage?" Lu Qing replied casually: "We’ll find out once we investigate." Qin Miaomiao couldn’t help but start analyzing: "Jiaojiao definitely didn’t touch her, so maybe she fell on her own? Or could it be a fake pregnancy?" "That scumbag Nan Sheng even acted all furious, claiming to be a victim. I feel like he’s definitely involved in this somehow!" Lu Qing looked at her rambling away and couldn’t hold back anymore. He broke in: "Don’t you think you’ve forgotten something?" "Isn’t Ninth Uncle’s birthday banquet supposed to be tomorrow?" What the fuck? Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net Only now did Qin Miaomiao remember—oh no, Ninth Uncle’s birthday banquet!! She had been so tied up with Jiaojiao’s issue that she’d completely forgotten about it. She had sworn to organize it well, but how could she pull it off with such little time left?