My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Chapter 402: So, President Lu likes this type



Chapter 402: So, President Lu likes this type

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: So, President Lu likes this type

In the evening, Qiao Yin got off work.

As she was about to reach her residential complex in her car, she was stopped.

The one who stopped her car was Yuanshan.

The familiar Maybach was parked nearby.

Yuanshan smiled at her, “Miss Qiao, President Lu has something to discuss with you. Can you get in the car?”

Qiao Yin’s tone was indifferent: “No, move aside. I am going home.”

Left with no other option, Yuanshan turned his head to look at Lu Lingche in the car, “President Lu—”

Lu Lingche, with a cold expression on his face, got out of the car and walked over to Qiao Yin’s car. “Get out of the car.”

Qiao Yin’s face was even colder than his, “Didn’t you ask me to get lost? I did, why are you stopping me now?”

“I have something to ask you. Get out of the car.”

“I have nothing to discuss with you.”

Qiao Yin cast her gaze straight ahead, her attitude resolute and aloof.

She remembered what Dongfang Mu said – Lu Lingche and Cui Shuqian were discussing marriage ties.

If he has a new woman, why can’t he let go of her?

Through the car window, Lu Lingche was looking at her icy demeanor, feeling somewhat frustrated.

He asked with a furrowed brow, “What exactly is going on between you and Dongfang Mu?”

“None of your business, President Lu. Mind your own life and stop trying to get into my personal affairs.”

Qiao Yin scoffed, “President Lu, you keep asking about Dongfang Mu and me. Surely, you can’t be jealous? But from what I know, you are in touch with the Cui Family’s daughter for a marriage arrangement, right?”

Lu Lingche looked slightly taken aback, “How do you know about this? Did Dongfang Mu tell you?”

Qiao Yin’s heart inexplicably ached but she kept a calm front, “So it seems you indeed have plans for the marriage with the Cui Family. President Lu, you always accuse me of being gold-digger. Turns out you wealthy people are no different—you love money too. You have no right to call me money-minded.” “So if I marry Cui Shuqian, that means I’m after money?”

“Otherwise? Are you genuinely in love with Cui Shuqian?”

Qiao Yin stared at Lu Lingche for a while, thoughtfully. Suddenly, it seemed plausible to her.

Lu Lingche’s aesthetic tastes were a little unconventional; otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept liking overly plain Lan Yuyi for so many years.

She mocked herself a bit, “So President Lu likes this type. No wonder you want to divorce me. In your eyes, I must be very ugly.”

“What type do I like? Can you stop spouting nonsense?”

But Qiao Yin was not interested in discussing looks. She said flatly, “Cui Shuqian visited the Eastern Empire today. She wants Young Master Mu to withdraw from the acquisition of Wanann Finance. She is keen on having Wanann Finance integrated into your Shengling Group. Her intention is pretty clear.”

Lu Lingche genuinely didn’t know that Cui Shuqian had gone to speak with Dongfang Mu about this.

Looking at Qiao Yin’s finely chiseled white face, he indifferently says, “It’s none of my business. I didn’t direct her to go. I have no plans for a marriage alliance either. I don’t need a marriage alliance, Shengling Group doesn’t need it either. Regardless of whether Cui Shuqian stays or leaves, Wanann Finance will be Shengling’s.”

For a moment, Qiao Yin didn’t know what to believe.

Indeed, based on Lu Lingche’s proud character, he genuinely wouldn’t feel the need to develop his family and company through a marriage alliance.

But Dongfang Mu wouldn’t have spoken without any sign, and Cui Shuqian surely wouldn’t have cared about who acquired Wanann Finance.

She felt tired in her heart, “Have you finished? I’m famished, I want to go home and eat. I didn’t get to eat properly because of you at noon, and now you’re bothering me again in the evening?”

“Do you think I had a good meal at noon?”

“You deserved it! Why did you interfere with my blind date? I spent the entire time apologizing! Additionally, how did you know I was at that restaurant? You clearly weren’t there to eat, you went there specifically to target me!”

Lu Lingche stayed silent.

Because, he had sold her the car she was driving, and it had a GPS tracker installed.


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