My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

The assistant was also confused about Qiao Yin’s intentions, “Do you want me to look into it further, President Lu?”

“No need, it’s just a company on the verge of bankruptcy; she and that Song Zhu probably don’t have anything going on.”

After all, she was so fond of money, and Song Zhu’s family hospital was about to go out of business, so there shouldn’t be any money involved.

“Alright, President Lu, shall I take you home?”

“Go to Qiao Yin’s place.”

“Yes, President Lu.”

When the assistant dropped off Lu Lingche at Qiao Yin’s apartment, it was a little past eight.

He thought that the boss would, as yesterday, wait until they turned the lights off before entering.

Unexpectedly, after catching a glimpse of Qiao Yin’s dark bedroom, he directly climbed to the second floor, forced open the anti-theft window, and entered her room.

The assistant shook his head in helplessness, sitting in the car.

Who could have imagined that this was how the CEO of Shengling Corporation would sneak into his ex-wife’s house?

He wondered if he was in for another round of beating today.

After all, when he left Qiao Yin’s house yesterday, his hair was in disarray, his suit was crumpled, his shirt was stained with blood, and his neck and hands were covered in cuts.

He had gifted her a pure gold sunflower worth over a million, only to be beaten and thrown out.

In the living room.

Qiao Yin was discussing the detailed conditions of her two vegetative patients with her grandmother to ensure that there were no issues with her future treatment plan.

Her grandmother also told her about a few related cases she had treated in the past, some were vegetative patients in a coma, and some were people paralysed from the waist down.

When the conversation got complicated, Qiao Yin wanted to jot it down, so she got up to go to her room and get her notebook.

Upon opening the door, there was someone standing in her dimly lit room.

She nearly screamed out loud.

Lu Lingche quickly covered her mouth: “It’s me, don’t scream.”

Qiao Yin, both startled and angry, pried his hand off and whispered, “Why are you here again? My grandma isn’t asleep!”

“I know.”

“You came even though you know?”

“I need to ask you something.”

“Can’t you make a phone call or send a text?”

“Asking face-to-face is clearer.”

Qiao Yin pushed him away: “Get out, leave from where you came. Hurry up, before my grandma sees you. She doesn’t want me to associate with you any more, you can’t come here in the future!”

Just as she finished hurriedly speaking, her grandma called from the living room, “Yinyin, did you find the notebook?”

She hastily replied, “Got it, I’ll be right there!”

After speaking, she paid no further mind to Lu Lingche, quickly grabbed her notebook and left her room, swiftly closing the door behind her to prevent her grandma from discovering Lu Lingche inside.

However, following that, Qiao Yin was a bit distracted, occasionally stealing glances at her bedroom door.

Shen Yujun noticed her being distracted.

But she assumed that Qiao Yin was just too tired, hence she patted her shoulder and said, “Let’s stop here for today. You might be under a lot of pressure lately and tired. You need a good rest. The two patients in vegetative state need a slow but sure treatment; their coma has lasted too long, wakefulness takes time. Don’t rush.”

Qiao Yin nodded, and seeing her grandma return to her own room finally made her let out a breath of relief.

She clutched her notebook and thought that if Lu Lingche keeps this up, she’d be scared to death by him one day!

Seeing him at dinner was already nerve-racking and stressful.

But to even follow her home after dinner was over! It made her tense all over again, fearing that grandma might discover him.

Qiao Yin picked up her notebook, bit her lips, and re-opened her door.

As she had anticipated, Lu Lingche did not leave.

He had turned on the desk lamp and was casually lounging on her bed, leafing through her medical books.

On hearing her enter, his gaze landed on her: “Is the tutorial done?”

He used his normal volume to ask this.

Qiao Yin, frightened, lunged to cover his mouth: “Quiet down!”