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Chapter 469: Lu Lingche's Gift

Chapter 469 Lu Lingche’s Gift

Qiao Yin was held breathless by him, but she remained motionless.

In fact, he has already apologized on this matter.

However, he apologized again today, more formally and clearly than last time.

He has really changed.

He never felt that he had done anything wrong before and never apologized.

Tears overflowed again: "I will not forgive you, and I will not forgive you if you apologize."

Lu Lingche wiped her tears: "I don't ask you to forgive me. It's okay to hate me. I just don't allow you to run to Dongfang Mu anymore."

Qiao Yin's tears fell fiercely.

Why is he doing this to her again?

He will make her think that he likes her again. He always does this, doing things and saying things that are easy for her to misunderstand.

She cried and rested her head on his shoulder.

In order to bite him just now, she took off his suit, and now he only had a thin shirt on his upper body.

The warmth of his skin easily penetrated the shirt and passed to her body.

I don’t know if the air conditioner at home was turned on a little low, but she actually felt very comfortable and warm.

Before the divorce, he had never held her so hard for such a long time.

On the contrary, after the divorce, he hugged her like this several times.

No one knew how much she liked his arms.

No one knew how much effort she had to put in to stop herself from being addicted and pushing him out.

She only lusted after him for a brief moment and then pushed him away.

But just then her hand touched his chest, and a hot kiss suddenly fell on his forehead.

She froze: "Lu Lingche!"

"Um."

His deep and pleasant voice sounded in the small bedroom: "Qiao Yin, can you not go to Dongfang Mu as an assistant?"

"no."

"Why? Do you like him? He will not marry you. He is going to marry the Cui family."

"I want to work and make money. He is just my boss. Who he wants to marry has nothing to do with me."

"Didn't you already open a medical clinic to make money? Why do you still want to make money? Aren't you afraid of dying from exhaustion?"

"Of course a wealthy young man like you doesn't know the sufferings of the world. Your mother caused a bloody storm in my medical clinic. Others thought that our medical clinic really caused miscarriages to pregnant women. I won't have any income recently, so I'm tired.

Even if I die, I will work as an assistant to Dongfang Mu."

"Then you come to be my assistant and I will give you money."

This was the second time he mentioned this matter, and Qiao Yin felt slightly moved.

He seemed to really dislike her following Dongfang Mu.

Does he like her?

Possessiveness at work?

Or do you just simply hate Dongfang Mu?

She shook her head: "Do you think I'm stupid for asking me to be an assistant to my ex-husband? It would be weird if I didn't get tricked to death by you and your mother, Bai Yueguang."

"Won't."

"meeting."

Qiao Yin continued to push him: "You still won't leave?"

"Didn't you say we'd sleep together tonight?"

"I don't agree. We are divorced and there is no reason to sleep together again."

"I can't sleep alone."

"Then you take medicine."

Lu Lingche sighed after hearing this.

She was much colder now than before, and he suddenly missed her former gentle and clingy appearance, even if it was just an act.

He took something out of the pocket of his suit pants and stuffed it into her hand: "This is for you."

Qiao Yin's hand sank and she almost missed the catch.

She was afraid that he would stuff something highly poisonous and harmful to her, so she quickly brought it to her eyes.

After looking at it for a long time, she asked doubtfully: "Is this a sunflower? Why is it so heavy? Is it gold?"

"It's not gold, it's gold-plated, it's worthless, you're not allowed to sell it."

"Gold-plated? What kind of material is there? Isn't it radioactive? Could it be that I said I wanted Lan Yuyi to die and you felt distressed, so you gave me a highly toxic metal and let me die first?"
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