My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious

Chapter 506 - 515: Ninth Uncle, You Are Extremely Important to Me

Recovering from an injury feels just like fattening up pigs, and the food isn’t even good.Qin Miaomiao’s gunshot wound wasn’t very severe, but in Mr. Lu Qing’s eyes, it seemed like a huge ordeal. She was made to drink soup every day for nourishment, yet because of the injury, only a tiny pinch of salt was added. Her taste buds felt like they were dying of blandness.

"Ninth Uncle, can’t you make a different soup? I really can’t drink any more rich chicken soup."

"Whether you can or not, you have to drink it. It’s good for your recovery."

"I’m pretty much turning into a pig from all this nourishment. Ninth Uncle, don’t you know women look bad when they’re too fat?"

Mr. Jiu raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "You’re already married off, what are you worried about?"

Qin Miaomiao: .....

Waaaah! Ninth Uncle, you’re no longer the Ninth Uncle I used to like!

"Where’s Xiao Chen?"

"He went to find Ouyang Yan."

Qin Miaomiao furrowed her brows. "Him... I’m really worried about his state of mind, Ninth Uncle."

"People need to grow up. Besides, his brother was killed by Ouyang Yan. If he doesn’t kill Ouyang Yan, he probably won’t rest. However, this is also an opportunity—it’s time for him to take over as the head of the Su Family’s Hidden Guard Thirteen."

"Ninth Uncle, are you sure about this?"

"A person only develops the will to kill when they have obsessions in their heart. However, if all he has in his heart is hatred, then it’s no use. I’ll test him again."

After experiencing drastic changes, people change profoundly. She didn’t even dare to imagine what Xiao Chen had become now. In her heart, he was still that slightly naïve younger brother.

Ninth Uncle gently stroked her hair and said calmly, "Everyone has their own destiny, Little Jin’er. We must all believe in fate."

"Then I believe that Ninth Uncle will live for a hundred years."

"Fool, what’s the point of living that long? Knowing when to stop is enough."

Qin Miaomiao grabbed his hand and said seriously, "Ninth Uncle, you’re my foster father, the grandfather of my future children, the closest person to me. Even if it’s just for me, you must live longer. You need to teach my baby how to talk and help raise them to be the next heir of the Su Family. You’ve promised that my first child will carry the Su family name."

Mr. Jiu looked at her stubborn face, recalling how, in a moment of danger, she had thrown herself forward without hesitation to block the bullet for him.

His life, a life so many people wanted to take—there were times even he didn’t care, having lived nearly forty years and experienced all the fleeting luxuries of the world, still ending up alone.

Yet he never expected someone to care about him this much.

Even someone as indifferent and cold as him couldn’t help but have reddened eyes. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he smiled:

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"Without attachments, it’s easy to grow disillusioned with life, Ninth Uncle. To me, you’re extremely important."

So important that she’d risk everything to block a bullet for him. Mr. Jiu gently patted the back of her hand. "Don’t worry, Ninth Uncle will stay by your side."

"So... can I not drink this chicken soup? It’s awful."

Mr. Jiu, pleased with her affection, chuckled. "No, you have to behave and drink it all."

Qin Miaomiao: ... The charm offensive soup clearly wasn’t working at all!

With a creak, the door opened, and a man dressed like a monk walked in. Qin Miaomiao squinted her eyes at him, and after a moment, she said:

"I’ve seen you before."

"Oh? When?"

"I don’t remember, but I’m certain I’ve seen you."

Wu Jing smiled faintly. "So, the benefactor indeed has a connection to Buddhism. Are you interested in exploring Buddhist teachings?"

"Buddhist teachings? Too profound—I don’t understand."

"You have a natural affinity for wisdom; once you start reading scriptures, you’ll understand. Besides, benefactor, aren’t there some regrets and burdens in your heart?"