My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 468 - : Lan Yuyi is a Green Tea

Chapter 468: Chapter 468: Lan Yuyi is a Green Tea

Qiao Yin didn’t believe it: “Why would he suddenly say all these things to you? Lu Lingche, are you lying to me again? You can’t tell the truth!”

Lu Lingche gritted his teeth: “I want to take his project from him. He’s saying all these things to agonize me on purpose!” freёwebnoѵel.com

“Impossible, he knows I hate you and you hate me. Why would he try to get under your skin by sending me flowers?”

Lu Lingche was stumped.

Did she say that he hated her?

Since when?

How could he possibly keep coming to see her if he really hated her?

Oh, right, she said he came to her to vent.

After a while, he finally spoke: “Dongfang Mu is an angelic bitch, you’re no longer allowed to be his assistant.”

Qiao Yin sneered: “Dongfang Mu is just a bit spoiled, he’s not the angelic bitch, it’s Lan Yuyi, the woman you’re marrying!”

Lu Lingche frowned slightly: “She’s not like that.”

Qiao Yin felt fire in her chest, rage threatening to engulf her as her eyes reddened: “Yes, in your heart, she is the kindest and most beautiful. Then why don’t you go find her? Why are you with me?”

“Even if she is kind and beautiful, I won’t go find her.”

“Right, you care too much about her, you can’t stand to bother her or torment her, so you come to harass me, how noble of you, President Lu!”

“Keep your voice down, aren’t you afraid to wake your grandmother?”

The darkness provided Qiao Yin with cover and she allowed her tears to flow unchecked. However, her voice revealed no indication of her tears: “Leave, go find Lan Yuyi, don’t touch me.”

“What’s wrong with you? Why would I go find her?”

“Do whatever you want, just get out!”

“Are you crying?”

“Get out.”

Lu Lingche touched her cheek, feeling the cold track of tears: “What are you crying for?”

“Don’t talk to me anymore, I hate you, very much.”

“Why? Because I said Dongfang Mu is an angelic bitch?”

“Let go of me.”

“Or is it because I said Lan Yuyi isn’t an angelic bitch?”

This time, Qiao Yin didn’t say anything.

Lu Lingche knew the answer then: “Stop crying, Lan Yuyi is an angelic bitch, okay?”

Instead, Qiao Yin’s tears fell harder.

Overwhelming injustice surged in her heart.

Lan Yuyi had hurt her so many times, first stealing her husband and ruining her marriage, then ordering someone to kill her grandmother. Even when she was pregnant, Lan Yuyi, heavily pregnant herself, had showed up at the ward Qiao Yin was staying in, deceitfully trying to induce a miscarriage.

Still, Lu Lingche didn’t think Lan Yuyi was an angelic bitch?

Did he think she was gentle and kind?

Was he blind?

Love made a person blind, but to a startling degree with him.

Qiao Yin pushed and kicked him, and when that didn’t work, she bit him, desperately struggling to extricate herself from his embrace.

But it was as if he couldn’t feel any pain, he simply held her tighter, refusing to let her go.

“Qiao Yin, I even agreed to call her an angelic bitch, why are you still hitting me? Stop biting, you’ve drawn blood.”

“It was just because you wanted to sleep with me, that’s why you reluctantly scolded her. You’re inhuman going around loving Lan Yuyi in front of others, yet behind her back, joining others in speaking ill of her. Lu Lingche, I despise you.”

Lu Lingche’s expression darkened: “Why are you so hard to please? I can’t talk bad about her, but I can’t not talk bad about her either. What do you want me to do?”

“If you kill Lan Yuyi, I’ll sleep with you!”

“Don’t talk nonsense, if I kill her won’t I end up in jail?”

“Hmm, I knew it, you can’t bear to do it.”

“I think you just want to put me in jail. It’s not that I can’t bear it, but that Lan Yuyi can’t die! And I didn’t profusely express my love for her in front of her, would you stop exaggerating?”

“Isn’t that the case? When there was danger, weren’t you the first to save her? Isn’t that love?”

Lu Lingche knew which incident she was talking about.

That incident happened long ago, but it seems she never got over it, just as he hadn’t.

He wondered if she also dreamt about that terrifying scene at night, dreamt of herself dying at the hands of the kidnappers.

If so, it was truly too cruel for her.

Hugging Qiao Yin a little tighter, he softly apologized: “I’m sorry.”