Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

This sentence was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting off all of Xu Miaomiao's thoughts of mischief.

Although Zhou Fuquan was somewhat unhappy, as Ling Jinxing said, if this matter was picked up by the media, it would probably stir up an unnecessary storm and top the hot search list.

"Okay, okay, let's go eat." Zhou Fuquan hurriedly tried to smooth things over, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Everyone moved to the restaurant and had just sat down when the door was suddenly pushed open.

As soon as Zhou's mother saw Xu Miaomiao, a bright smile instantly broke out on her face, as if she had seen her own daughter who had been lost for many years. She walked quickly forward and asked about her well-being.

"Miao Miao, you're really getting more and more outstanding. How are you doing abroad? Have you been wronged?"

"Aunt Zhou, I'm doing fine abroad, don't worry." Seeing that a backer had arrived, Xu Miaomiao's face returned to its former spirit.

"Oh, you are getting more and more beautiful now." Zhou's mother praised.

Xu Miaomiao took the opportunity to present her treasure, "By the way, Aunt Zhou, I also brought you a gift."

As she spoke, she quickly walked to the suitcase and carefully took out an exquisite jade Buddha. "I know you like this, so I prepared it especially for you. Do you like it?"

Mother Zhou took the jade Buddha, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she patted the back of Xu Miaomiao's hand, "I like it, I like it! Of course I like everything you give me!"

After some pleasantries, everyone sat around the dining table. Zhou's mother suddenly changed the subject and looked at Ling Jinxing, "Tingmei, you don't have anything to do today, right? Come with me to the old house. I need your help sorting out some things."

Ling Jinxing's eyes flashed with a subtle mockery, and she sneered in her heart: Can't wait so soon? However, since Zhou Fuquan is already a soft man, then she will play with them. So, she readily agreed: "Okay, I'll go with you after dinner."

Inside the restaurant, the lighting is soft, but the atmosphere is undercurrent.

When Xu Miaomiao heard Ling Jinxing's straightforward agreement, a smug smile instantly blossomed on her face, as if she had secured victory. She turned briskly and walked lightly to the kitchen. Soon, she brought four glasses of freshly squeezed juice, handing them to everyone one by one, each movement revealing attentiveness and flattery.

At the dinner table, the topic revolved around Zhou Fuquan's childhood stories. Zhou's mother talked incessantly about the happy times they had as childhood sweethearts, trying to evoke the warmth of the past.

However, Ling Jinxing just ate quietly, occasionally looking up, with a barely perceptible hint of indifference and sarcasm flashing in her eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

After dinner, Zhou's mother couldn't wait to pull Ling Jinxing's hand and hurried out, intending to create an opportunity for her son and Xu Miaomiao to be alone.

Ling Jinxing followed behind with a playful smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with deep calculation.

Along the way, Zhou's mother smiled from ear to ear, but she ignored Ling Jinxing's seemingly nonchalant, but actually hidden sharp eyes. Ling Jinxing sat in the back of the car, sliding his fingers on the screen, seemingly playing with his phone, but in fact he had already planned everything in his mind.

Arriving at the old house, Zhou's mother turned around and reminded Ling Jinxing: "Tingmei, don't worry, they will be fine tonight. I need your help to pack some things."

Ling Jinxing smiled brightly, with a cunning glint in her eyes: "Don't worry, why wouldn't I be worried? I believe in Fu Quan's character."

She sneered in her heart. Even if a god came down to earth, Zhou Fuquan would not be able to get an erection now, let alone any romantic things.

No matter how much medicine he is given, it will only make him sick due to the inhumane treatment, and he will eventually have to go to the hospital and embarrass himself.

When Zhou's mother heard this, she laughed even more happily: "With your words, I am completely relieved."

Little did she know that Ling Jinxing had already laid a tight net in his mind, just waiting for them to step into the trap step by step.

As the night deepened, the old house became brightly lit.

Ling Jinxing and Zhou's mother were busy in the study, sorting out the mountains of old things.

"For something like this, we have to do it for real. How can we just pretend?" Ling Jinxing raised a sly smile and snapped his fingers loudly.

In an instant, the entire study seemed to be shaken by a mysterious force, the floor trembled slightly, and the entire mansion seemed to be shaken.

"There's an earthquake!" A maid screamed in panic. Her voice echoed in the empty mansion, adding a bit of tension to the atmosphere.

As the shaking intensified, the bookshelves in the study began to shake, and books fell to the ground like raindrops, some of which were even shattered into pieces.

The bookshelf itself creaked under the weight, and cracks spread like snakes.

Zhou's mother covered her mouth in horror, her eyes full of disbelief.

Ling Jinxing stood there, still with that mysterious smile on her lips, as if all this was within her expectations.

"It seems that this time there will really be a big fight." Ling Jinxing said with a chuckle.

Mother Zhou nodded with a forced smile, and uttered two words in a relaxed manner: "Yes!"

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the living room was somewhat subtle. Xu Miaomiao, wearing a simple yet elegant dress, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, smiled faintly, her eyes gleaming with confidence and anticipation.

Zhou Fuquan, Zhou Quan's brother, was sitting on the sofa at the moment. He felt inexplicably hot. He looked at Xu Miaomiao curiously, frowning slightly: "Why am I so hot?"

Xu Miaomiao stood up and slowly walked to Zhou Fuquan. She stretched out her hand and gently placed it on his shoulder, her eyes full of tenderness and determination: "Of course it's because you like me! Brother, we should be together, and it's time now. Aunt Zhou has created an opportunity for us, hasn't she?"

A hint of astonishment flashed in Zhou Fuquan's eyes. He subconsciously wanted to push Xu Miaomiao away, but his hand was suspended in mid-air and did not fall.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner panic: "Miao Miao, stop joking, I... I'm married!"

Xu Miaomiao's smile grew even brighter. She shook her head gently, her fingers caressing Zhou Fuquan's cheek. "In this world, nothing is impossible. When love comes, it comes, and no one can stop it. Brother, don't you feel it? There's a special tacit understanding and attraction between us."

At this time, the lighting in the living room seemed to become softer, creating an ambiguous and warm atmosphere.

Zhou Fuquan's breathing became rapid. He tried to remain calm, but the struggle in his eyes betrayed his inner thoughts.

He stood up and tried to distance himself from Xu Miaomiao: "Miaomiao, don't be impulsive. We need to think about this carefully."

Xu Miaomiao didn't give up. She followed Zhou Fuquan's steps closely, with a determined look in her eyes. "Brother, don't run away anymore. I know you have me in your heart, but you just don't dare to admit it. Now, let's face our feelings bravely!"