Chapter 383: Chapter 383

Lu Qing and Ou Beichen arrived at the pier, where Mr. Jiu’s men lined up and respectfully said:

"Sir, please return. The young lady has already gone out to sea with Mr. Jiu."

Lu Qing erupted in laughter out of sheer anger. That old man was deliberately messing with him, wasn’t he? First, taking someone to the skies, now to the ocean?

Ou Beichen glanced at the miniature monitor in his hand and said calmly, "Sis is now about 100 meters underwater."

Oh wow, not just out to sea—down into the ocean too?!

Lu Qing rolled up his sleeves and asked in a low voice, "These four are mine, those two are yours."

Ou Beichen frowned slightly. "You take three, I’ll take three."

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Lu Qing sneered, "Five minutes is plenty."

Mr. Jiu lounged on the luxurious yacht sunbathing, and Old Third respectfully stepped forward to report:

"Mr. Jiu, our men have been taken down."

"Looks like the people you trained are no good; so easily taken out."

Old Third looked somewhat embarrassed. Mr. Jiu waved his hand and asked, "How long until he catches up?"

"Hmm, that’s enough. Find a few skilled swimmers to play with him some more. Half an hour—I have to fish with my Little Jin’er. I don’t want anyone getting in the way."

Mr. Jiu, to delay that guy for half an hour, how much effort is this going to take?

Those brothers of his probably won’t fare well. Amitabha, may Buddha bless them.

Qin Miaomiao, under the guidance of professionals, had already gone diving and taken a loop underwater. When she returned to shore, she looked thrilled.

"Ninth Uncle, it’s so beautiful down there. You should try it."

"As long as you’re having fun. Come, fish with me."

"Oh, I’ll change my clothes first."

Qin Miaomiao changed into a green backless spaghetti strap dress. She lay on a beach chair by Mr. Jiu, with a glass of martini beside her, enjoying the sea breeze and sunbathing. It was simply perfect!

So really, why was she even mad at those two earlier over a silly game?

There was movement on Mr. Jiu’s line—a fish had taken the bait and was trying to flee. With some force, Mr. Jiu hauled up a two-pound fish!

The fish landed directly on Qin Miaomiao’s foot, flopping around. Its tail smacked her foot, causing her to cry out in pain!

Mr. Jiu was startled and quickly rushed over. "Are you all right?"

Only to see Mr. Jiu holding the fish in both hands. Apparently, that wasn’t directed at her?!

Humans losing out to fish, huh? Qin Miaomiao felt hurt—Ninth Uncle didn’t care for her anymore.

"Old Third, take this tuna and make it into sashimi. Also, bring some medicine for blood circulation and pain relief."

Mr. Jiu washed his hands leisurely and didn’t go back to fishing. When Old Third returned with the medicine, Mr. Jiu gave her a sideways glance and said in a quiet voice:

"Stretch your foot over."

Qin Miaomiao obediently stretched her foot over. Her skin was soft and fair, like jade, but her foot was bruised and purple, looking quite alarming.

Mr. Jiu’s gaze darkened as he said grimly, "Old Third! Don’t waste even the fish bones—make fish bone soup for me!"

Fish, oh fish, your fate is truly tragic. First sliced into pieces, and now even your bones will be boiled into soup. Who told you to offend the young lady? Serves you right!

Mr. Jiu poured the medicine onto her foot and began gently massaging it. Qin Miaomiao winced in pain, her brow furrowed tightly.

"Bear with it. I have to loosen the clotted blood."

"Oh, Ninth Uncle, are you mad at me?"

Mr. Jiu gave her an ambiguous look, and her heart skipped a beat. Ninth Uncle really was angry. She tugged at his sleeve in an attempt to please him, and said in a soft voice:

"I was too busy last week and couldn’t visit Liyuan. See, I’m here with you now, aren’t I?"

Mr. Jiu snorted. "Isn’t it because you had a spat with Lu Qing and ran away from home?"