My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Qiao Yin shook her head and slid the jade bracelet off her wrist: “Grandma, what’s done is done. Lingche loves her, not me. Even if I forced myself to stay in the Lu Family, I wouldn’t be happy. I’ll return this bracelet to you. It’s too special of a gift for me to accept. But I won’t hesitate to accept other gifts from you.”

The Old Madam stubbornly put the bracelet back on Qiao Yin: “A gift from me is a gift to you. If you don’t value it, then just destroy it. As far as I’m concerned, nobody else is fit to wear this bracelet.”

Qiao Yin was at a loss for what to do next.

The Old Madam, however, didn’t dwell on the issue of the bracelet. She gently patted Qiao Yin’s head and asked softly: “Yinyin, tell me the truth, do you still have feelings for Lingche? Even if you hate him, that means you still do.”

Qiao Yin opened her mouth, intending to say no, but was unable to form the words.

She indeed still had feelings for him. She both loved him, and hated him.

But she believed that with enough time, she would be able to forget him completely and start a new life.

She didn’t need to waste the rest of her life in the Lu Family.

The wider world outside offered its own opportunities, and she had her own matters to attend to.

“Yinyin, five years ago, your grandmother saved this old woman’s life. I took an immediate liking to you, this lovely girl, and promised your grandmother that I would make you my granddaughter-in-law, ensuring you a lifetime of happiness and wealth.”

The Old Madam’s eyes reddened as she spoke, “Lingche’s foolish actions have left me unable to face your grandmother. She saved me, and yet I’ve repaid her kindness with injury.”

Qiao Yin shook her head hurriedly: “No, Grandma, this has nothing to do with you. Don’t blame yourself. My grandma wouldn’t blame you!”

“Yinyin, could you give Lingche one more chance? I’ve watched Lingche grow up. He’s not like his older brother. He tends to keep his feelings to himself and speaks little. Let me talk to him; I’m sure he doesn’t lack feelings for you, just a way to express them.”

Qiao Yin shook her head painfully, tears streaming down her face: “Grandma, no, my relationship with him has ended. You don’t need to talk to him. I really want to… divorce him.”

The Old Madam’s eyes dimmed, but she still said, “Don’t rush a decision. Go home and think it over. Come back to visit me in a few days, will you?”

“Yes, don’t worry, Grandma, I will visit you.”

Qiao Yin reassured her for a bit, then left with the gifts the Old Madam had given her.

Should she reconsider?

Actually, she would not. She had already made up her mind to give up on Lu Lingche.

Not long after she left, Lu Lingche arrived.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, a teacup came flying towards him.

He shifted his head and the teacup crashed to the floor, shattering with a harsh sound.

He looked at the Old Madam: “You called me back in such a rush just to have your grandson hit in the head?”

The Old Madam was incensed: “You ungrateful wretch, running off in the middle of a meal, leaving your wife behind. Which vixen has you wrapped around her finger?”

“Ah, she must have told you. We’re planning to get a divorce.”

The Old Madam was seething: “I asked you which vixen snatched you, not about your divorce!”

Lu Lingche frowned: “Please, could you refrain from using such crass terms? Her name is Lan Yuyi. She’s pregnant with my child and was showing signs of miscarriage so I went to check on her.”

The Old Madam threw another teacup at him, her expression a mix of shock and anger: “Have you lost your mind? She is your brother’s fiancee! You have such a gentle and beautiful wife, why didn’t you have a child with her, but with your brother’s woman instead?! You’re going to ruin the reputation of the Lu Family!”

This time, Lu Lingche didn’t dodge. The impact made his forehead bleed.

He felt a sharp pain inside, yet the expression in his eyes was cold as ice: “It was an accident..”