My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Chapter 364: Siblings Argue

Chapter 364: Siblings Argue

After Lu Lingche finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then, he went to take a bath in the bathroom.

After washing up, he went downstairs to prepare some breakfast for himself, only to see the torn red dress he had thrown on the floor.

A thought crossed his mind, so he bent down to pick it up and took a sniff.

The dress still held the scent of Qiao Yin - a light and comforting smell - just like her, very pleasant.

He couldn't help but smell it a bit longer.

His bodyguard happened to walk in to report work. Upon seeing this scene, he couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes.

The boss was behaving like a pervert!

Luckily the bodyguard had seen a lot in his time. Even though he thought the boss was strange, he maintained a respectful demeanor. "President Lu, Qiao Jiasen has arrived at home. Should we withdraw the sniper watching over Gao Yingying?"

Lu Lingche nodded, "Gao Xin sure works fast. Yes, withdraw."

"Shall we continue keeping tabs on Gao Xin?"

"No need."

"Understood."

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By the time Qiao Yin got home, it was half past five.

Her grandmother was still asleep, which put her at ease.

She took off Lu Lingche's clothes and hid them in her closet. Next, she took out an ointment and applied it to the places marked on her body.

As she did so, tears began to fall.

He had tormented her for so long the previous night, and she endured it all, even cooperating with him. Today, he had the audacity to say that he had deceived her!

What a scumbag!

Why on earth did she think he would help?

She had to be stupid!

What to do about Qiao Jiasen?

How long would he last, looking the way he did in the video?

The more Qiao Yin thought about it, the more upset she became. Her tears wouldn't stop and she was crying her eyes out.

She impulsively grabbed Lu Lingche's shirt and wiped her face with it.

To her surprise, the silk from his shirt was soft and cool against her skin, and proved to be great for wiping her face.

In the midst of her crying, her mobile phone beeped.

When she checked it, her eyes widened in surprise!

It was a message from Qiao Jiasen!

He said he was home!

She immediately dialed his number: "Qiao Jiasen! Are you really home?!"

"Yes."

Qiao Jiasen's voice was soft, without a hint of cheer for having reached home.

However, through the phone, she could hear the sounds of Qiao Haidong's and Jiang Huiru's heart-wrenching sobs and consolations.

Quite evidently, he was indeed at home.

However, Qiao Yin was still unsettled. She hung up the phone, hastily put on some clothes, grabbed her medical box, and rushed out the door.

By the time she arrived at the Qiao family villa, she saw Qiao Haidong and Jiang Huiru still holding Qiao Jiasen, crying.

Qiao Lainan was there, too, crying with such intensity that it outmatched his actual sister.

Only the person in question, Qiao Jiasen, showed no intention of crying, and due to the endless weeping from his family, even looked a bit annoyed.

"Qiao Yin."

Upon seeing her, Qiao Jiasen spoke in a cold and detached manner: "Did you go to see Lu Lingche?"

Qiao Yin placed the medical box on the table, lifted Jiasen's sleeve to examine his wounds: "Yes."

Jiasen forcefully pulled his arm free: "Are you sick? Why did you go to him?! Have you forgotten what he did to you? You forgot his mother forcibly made you abort?! "

Qiao Yin hadn't expected him to lash out so fiercely. Red-eyed, she explained: "I couldn't reach you, I didn't know where to find you! Apart from Lu Lingche, who else could I turn to for help? Look at the state you're in! If I didn't seek him out, should I have looked on as you died?!"

Jiasen angrily retorted: "I'm not going to die!"

"I don't need you worrying about me! You can't even handle your own problems. How dare you worry about mine? Just worry about yourself!"

"It's just because when I was being bullied, you were there with me. That's why I care about you now!"

Tears rolling down her cheeks, she suppressed her heartache and anger: "Give me your hand! I need to take your pulse!"

"Like I need you to check my pulse? I'm perfectly fine!"

"You can go. Go back to Lu Lingche! I don't ever want to see you again!"

"Conveniently forgetting the pain once the wound is healed, you're simply brainless!"