My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce
Chapter 959 - 959 959 Can You Guess the Thoughts of an

Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Can You Guess the Thoughts of an Insect? Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Can You Guess the Thoughts of an Insect? “No, with your grandmother overseeing the Medical Clinic, there’s no need for you to be there all day. You also have patients at the Hospital, and in the past, you split your time—half at the Clinic and half at the Hospital, even dedicating more energy to the Hospital. You value the Hospital more; the Clinic was really something you opened for your grandmother.”

He had guessed everything correctly, and Qiao Yin looked at him in surprise: “When did you start understanding me this well?”

Lu Lingche touched her face, his voice especially deep: “Do I understand you? I feel it’s still not enough. For instance, why did you stay home alone this afternoon without going to the Clinic or the Hospital?”

Qiao Yin lowered her eyelashes. What else could it be? It was all because of him. To fix the video for him, she had even put her Hospital work on hold.

Lu Lingche lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him: “What’s wrong? Did someone upset you? Did you go home and cry this afternoon?”

Go home and cry alone?

Besides the time when they divorced, when she had gone home heartbroken and cried alone, when else had she secretly gone home to cry?

“No one made me unhappy. I’m just a bit tired these last few days and went home to rest. I’ve always worked seven days a week, so taking half a day off isn’t too excessive, is it?”

Her explanation was somewhat plausible.

Seeing that she genuinely didn’t seem like she had been bullied, Lu Lingche didn’t press her further.

As she spoke, her red lips slightly parted, and under the light, they appeared exceptionally soft and tempting. He needed tremendous willpower to resist the urge to kiss her.

He better hold back. If he kissed her, he feared she might get angry. Holding her was already getting him kicked several times.

He’d wait until he had coaxed her into a good mood, then there would be no rush to shower her with kisses.

His arms wrapped around her, his leg pressing down on her, preventing her from getting up as he asked softly, “Was the fireworks show last night fun?”

Qiao Yin pretended not to know that the fireworks were his doing: “How did you know I played with fireworks last night?”

Lu Lingche chuckled softly: “I bought the fireworks, and it was I who asked Lu Yanxi to take you to enjoy them. With her temper, she can’t keep any secrets. She must have told you already. Are you still playing dumb with me?”

Qiao Yin raised her eyebrows, unconvinced: “I didn’t know. So, President Lu is so adept at understanding people’s hearts now? Weren’t you too lazy to guess others’ thoughts in the past? How come you’re so good at guessing now?”

“Because I looked down on everyone before, or rather, I didn’t consider ordinary people as humans. Do you guess the thoughts of a bug?”

“So, in your eyes, we’re just bugs?”

“Pretty much, but they are, you’re not.”

“Are you saying I’m not a bug just because you fear I’ll kick you out of bed?”

Lu Lingche couldn’t help but curve his lips into a light smile: “There’s no pretense, you really aren’t. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have married you. I’m proud and conceited; it’s impossible for me to marry a bug.”

Qiao Yin didn’t believe him. In Lu Lingche’s eyes, she was sure she wasn’t much different from a bug; otherwise, he wouldn’t have wanted to divorce her so easily.

No wonder he was always indifferent to human beauty and ugliness; it turns out everyone was just a bug to him, and indeed, whether a bug is beautiful or ugly, it has no real significance.

“What about now? You don’t think ordinary people are bugs anymore?”

“That was just a metaphor, I never truly considered people as bugs. Of course, it’s even less so now. Everyone’s human, with emotions and desires, with schemes and cunning, none should be underestimated.”

Qiao Yin nodded and couldn’t help but jab at him: “It seems that after being fooled once, you’ve started to wisen up. What, Lan Yuyi’s child wasn’t yours after all? Did that give you such a big shock?”

Lu Lingche helplessly held her face: “Ancestor, I know I was wrong, can you stop bringing her up? Do you think I was looking forward to the child in her belly being mine? Do you know how relieved and happy I was when I found out the kid wasn’t mine?”