My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 862 - : If You Don’t Want It, It’s Trash

Chapter 862 -862: If You Don’t Want It, It’s Trash

“Even though it’s your office, no other man besides me is allowed to enter,”

Lu Lingche said in a firm and cold tone, “Especially those men who have designs on you, they are not permitted to come in!”

Qiao Yin touched her swollen face, feeling somewhat puzzled. Gu Jing even found her face too horrifying to behold, so why did Lu Lingche still seem to have such a strong possessive desire for her?

“Lu Lingche, you can’t possibly be face-blind and can’t differentiate between beauty and ugliness, right? With a face like this, who would have any designs on me?”

Lu Lingche had already grown tired of explaining to her that he wasn’t face-blind. He looked at her indifferently and only responded to her latter question, “Me.”

Qiao Yin was shocked, “I’m like this, and you still have designs on me? Are you a pervert?”

Lu Lingche nodded, “Perhaps a little.”

“Didn’t you previously despise my face for being unattractive?”

“When did I ever despise your face? Can you stop falsely accusing me?”

Lu Lingche walked over to her and gently touched her injured cheek, “What kind of mess have you used on your face? Why is it still so swollen and bruised? Did you use poison on yourself?”

Qiao Yin looked up at him, this time she didn’t dodge his hand.

She mainly wanted to see whether Lu Lingche was pretending not to care about her face or if he truly didn’t care.

After all, even when she looked in the mirror and knew the swelling and bruising on her face were caused by the medicine, she still startled herself, half of her face bloated like an overproofed steamed bun, so swollen that it made her eyes appear smaller.

It really was quite ugly, or Gu Jing wouldn’t have ridiculed her despite knowing that Madam Gu had injured her.

However, Lu Lingche showed no reaction. He touched her cheek without any psychological barriers, and he only touched the swollen side, not the unharmed side.

She stared into Lu Lingche’s eyes and said, “I didn’t use poison. My face just became like this, always swollen.”

Lu Lingche placed his hand on her face, which was very small, so small that even swollen, his hand could cover it completely: “Stop using poison, it’s bad for your health. Whatever goal you want to achieve, tell me, and I will make it happen for you. There’s no need to harm your own body.”

“I already said I didn’t use poison. I’m disfigured, not poisoned.”

“Do you think I would believe that?”

Seeing that he didn’t believe her, Qiao Yin felt somewhat disappointed. She unhappily removed Lu Lingche’s hand, “If you don’t believe me, let it be. Think whatever you want, but I truly am disfigured. I just hope that in the future you can stay away. Being seen is not good for your image and is not beneficial for your marriage alliance with the Gu family.”

This was a serious matter, and Lu Lingche didn’t want her to misunderstand, so he answered with extra firmness and seriousness, “I don’t have any plans of an alliance marriage with the Gu Family. Gu Jing doesn’t know anything, you don’t have to take his words seriously. My father did indeed bring up the idea of an alliance marriage with the Gu Family, but I already rejected it. Other than you, I won’t marry anyone else.”

Qiao Yin frowned upon hearing this. “The last time at grandmother’s house, didn’t Grandma explicitly reject you? Why do you still talk about marrying me?”

“I’m marrying you, not your grandmother. It’s useless for her to reject.”

“I also reject.”

“I’m not asking you to marry me now, wait for the future—”

Qiao Yin interrupted him, “I won’t marry in the future either.”

Lu Lingche took her hand and drew her into his embrace, “Mm, what you say goes.”

Qiao Yin struggled to pull her hand away, “Let go!”

But Lu Lingche took out a ring from his coat pocket and slid it onto her ring finger, “I didn’t give you one when we got married, so now I’m making up for it.”

After he finished, he released Qiao Yin’s hand.

Qiao Yin looked down to see a ring with a diamond the size of a pigeon egg on her finger. The design was simple and matched her taste perfectly. The diamond was of high clarity, reflecting dazzling light.

It was beautiful, and it must have been very expensive as well.

Qiao Yin admired it for a moment, then took it off and stuffed it back into Lu Lingche’s hand, “We’re already divorced, so I don’t need it. You should give it to someone who needs it.”

Lu Lingche casually threw the diamond ring into a nearby trash can, “If you don’t want it, then it has no meaning. If you don’t want it, it’s just trash.”

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