My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Qiao Yin replied in a nasal-toned voice, “You didn’t misunderstand me, I do love money, I don’t love you.”

“I know you don’t love me, you don’t have to keep emphasizing.”

“As long as you know.”

“About the abortion issue, I’ve already verified it with my mother. Qiao Jiasen spoke the truth. It was my mother who forced you to have the abortion. I’m sorry.”

“Indeed, she was the one who forced me. But even if she hadn’t, I wouldn’t have kept the baby! There’s no way I could have your child!”

Lu Lingche’s face instantly turned cold: “I’m talking to you properly, you should do the same!”

“Who are you to tell me how to talk? Lu Lingche, wake up, we’re already divorced!”

“Can you stop hanging onto me? Don’t you like Lan Yuyi? You’re always protecting her, afraid that she might get hurt. Go find her!”

“Didn’t you divorce me to be with her? For your child? We’re already divorced, why are you still looking for me? Don’t you find it strange?”

Lu Lingche looked at her coldly, neither getting up nor releasing her hand.

He did find it strange.

Even though he was almost mad at her, he didn’t want to leave.

He wasn’t the kind of man obsessed with beauty, yet lately he found himself thinking of her at work for no reason.

The memories of the past five years she gave him are not as profound and clear as the ones she gave him in the short two months recently.

Could it be he’s a masochist?

When she used to treat him with deference and gentleness, he didn’t care. Now that she scolds and hits him, he seems to care even more.

Just as they were confronting each other, the sound of knocking came from outside.

“Yinyin, why haven’t you had the chicken soup I prepared for you? Don’t you want it again? It’s already cold!”

Qiao Yin was startled and immediately stopped her confrontation with Lu Lingche, urgently saying, “Hide quickly. Don’t let my grandmother see you!”

Lu Lingche looked down at her frantic appearance, deliberately said, “I’m not hiding. I have nothing to hide.”

Qiao Yin pushed him anxiously, “Hide in the closet. Hurry! Could you do me this favor?”

“Then you kiss me.”

Qiao Yin immediately kissed his face, “Quickly hide!”

“A kiss on the cheek doesn’t count.”

Qiao Yin was annoyed, but had no choice but to kiss his lips, “Are you satisfied now?”

Seeing that she had complied, Lu Lingche went to hide in the closet.

Just as he finished hiding, Shen Yujun pushed the door open, carrying a bowl of chicken soup: “Yinyin, I have warmed it up for you again. Make sure to finish it, even the ginseng.”

Qiao Yin was already fed up with consuming this every day. She tried to sound as naturally whiny as possible, “Gran, I’m already doing much better. I don’t need to drink it anymore, okay?”

“No, you have to drink it for another month, to replenish the energy you lost.”

“But it really tastes bad. Haven’t you added too much medicine to it?”

“Even if it tastes bad, you have to drink it. It’s good for your health. Why would your grandmother harm you?”

“Fine, just leave it here for now, I’ll drink it later.”

Satisfied, Shen Yujun nodded, left the bowl, exited Qiao Yin’s bedroom and closed the door.

Qiao Yin listened quietly, and only when she heard her grandmother’s closing door, she took a breath, stood up and opened the closet door.

“Lu Lingche, you need to leave quickly — ”

Before she could finish, she was pulled into the closet by Lu Lingche.

The door closed automatically and the inside turned dark.