My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce
Chapter 1244 - 1244 1244 I Cant Pinch Him Without You

Chapter 1244: Chapter 1244: I Can’t Pinch Him Without You Chapter 1244: Chapter 1244: I Can’t Pinch Him Without You “Yes, Hot Spring Manor.”

Lu Shengqing smiled and said, “After Yanxi gets off work, she’ll go too. After dinner, I’ll leave first, and you two girls can soak in the hot springs there together, beautify and relax. It used to be you who paid, but this time, I’ll cover everything. Just enjoy yourselves.”

Hearing that Lu Yanxi was also going, Qiao Yin felt much more relaxed. She nodded, “Okay, then I’ll let you pay this time. Let’s go!”

“As long as you’re willing, I could treat you to meals for a lifetime without it costing me a bit.”

Lu Shengqing looked at Qiao Yin with a very tender gaze as he pressed the button on his wheelchair to move forward, “Thankfully, Yanxi spoke for me; otherwise, you might not have agreed to dine with me. Are you still mad at me?”

Qiao Yin shook her head and didn’t speak, walking out of the office.

After leaving, she looked back at Lu Lingche, who stood in the office. He seemed as if he was frozen in place by some spell, motionless.

He looked somewhat pitiful in that state.

But this time, Qiao Yin did not pity him.

Lu Shengqing had invited her to dinner and even called Lu Yanxi, but not Lu Lingche. He hadn’t even extended a courtesy invitation, clearly not wanting Lu Lingche to go.

That was very strange.

The character Lu Shengqing portrayed was that of a kind-hearted, compassionate big brother. It was one thing to cut off his brother’s words several times earlier, but why not invite him to dinner at all?

Unless his persona was just a facade.

On the way to Hot Spring Manor, Qiao Yin could not help but look at him several times.

Lu Shengqing noticed and asked her gently, “Why do you keep looking at me? Is it because my face hasn’t fully recovered and looks a bit scary?”

“You know I’m not someone who judges by appearances, nor would I be frightened by the scars on your face. I’ve seen you in worse conditions.”

Qiao Yin didn’t beat around the bush and said directly, “This time it’s only because Yanxi spoke on your behalf that I’m dining with you one last time. Let’s not do it again in the future.”

Lu Shengqing gave a wry smile, “You are indeed still mad at me, Yinyin. I apologize—it was my fault before for hiding my identity—”

This time, it was Qiao Yin who interrupted him, “You’ve already apologized before; no need to do it again. Your identity is your personal privacy, and there’s nothing wrong with you not wanting to disclose it. Let’s not bring this up again; I’m not so petty as to keep harping on it.”

“Then why won’t you let me treat you to meals anymore? You’ve helped me so much in the past, and you’ve also treated me several times. Can’t I repay you a little now?”

“No need for repayment; Chairman Lu has already repaid you on your behalf.”

Qiao Yin looked straight at Lu Shengqing, trying to discern something from his expression, “I don’t want to dine with you because I was once divorced from your brother Lu Lingche, and I don’t want to get too involved with you.”

“Being divorced isn’t a big deal. Lingche is Lingche, I am me.”

Upon hearing her reason, Lu Shengqing laughed, “You don’t need to worry too much about it. Lingche himself doesn’t really care. He has always liked Yuyi all along. It’s actually a good thing that you two parted ways. He—”

Qiao Yin interrupted him again, “The person Lu Lingche loves is me; he has never loved Lan Yuyi.”

Lu Shengqing was taken aback, apparently not expecting her to say that.

After a while, he spoke with a smile, “Yinyin, you’ve only known Lingche for a few years, but I’ve known him since he was born. I understand him better than you; I know all his likes and all his little secrets. I know better than you do who he really loves in his heart.”

“I indeed haven’t known him as long as you, nor do I know how to manipulate him like you do, nor to block his words so he can’t even get a sentence out.”

Lu Shengqing looked at her in surprise, “Yinyin, what are you talking about? When have I ever manipulated Lingche?”

“Just now.”

Qiao Yin looked at him coldly, “Lu Lingche tried to explain to you that he loves me, not Lan Yuyi. But you just wouldn’t let him speak. Lu Shengqing, Lu Lingche treats you as the closest person to him and trusts you unconditionally, but I don’t trust you.”