My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce
Chapter 986 - 986 986 Im Not Afraid Anymore Get Out

Chapter 986: Chapter 986: I’m Not Afraid Anymore, Get Out! Chapter 986: Chapter 986: I’m Not Afraid Anymore, Get Out! This time, Lu Lingche’s kiss was very careful and tender. He constantly observed her reaction to avoid causing her any pain.

The misty hot spring pool, with rippling water, concealed Qiao Yin as Lu Lingche held her, and her brain could no longer think.

How could he be so gentle?

How could he be so patient?

The hot spring seemed to get hotter, and she became less and less lucid.

She didn’t know how much time had passed before Lu Lingche carried her out of the hot spring and into a bedroom.

A large towel was draped over her body, and her muddled brain finally cleared a bit. She realized that this place was not a dining room—it was a resort villa.

“Lu Lingche.”

“Hmm?”

“You are an asshole!”

As he dried her hair, Lu Lingche softly responded, “Hmm, I am.”

Qiao Yin glared at him angrily, “You go out, I can dry myself, I don’t need you!”

Her cheeks were flushed red, and her angry look was also quite adorable, which had absolutely no deterrent effect on Lu Lingche.

He carried Qiao Yin to the bed, “If I go out, you’ll be scared again, so I can’t go out.”

“I’m not scared anymore, you go out!”

“Not afraid of ghosts anymore?”

“You’re scarier than ghosts!”

Lu Lingche couldn’t help but laugh. He carried Qiao Yin to the bed, lay down beside her, and pulled her into his arms, “I’ve already restrained myself a lot, otherwise you wouldn’t have the strength to scold me now.”

Qiao Yin, annoyed, kicked him twice, then said through clenched teeth, “Have someone prepare clothes for me. If I have nothing to wear when I get up tomorrow, you’re dead!”

“Alright, my ancestor, I’ll have someone prepare them for you right away.”

Lu Lingche said this, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a message to his assistant.

The assistant almost instantly replied, “President Lu, your and the Young Madam’s clothes have already been prepared.”

Lu Lingche saw this long-lost address, smiled lightly, and thought how interesting his assistant was. He knew what he liked to hear. He should give him a raise later.

Qiao Yin looked at him suspiciously, “What are you laughing at?”

Lu Lingche gently kissed her forehead, his voice tender, “Nothing. Sleep now, you’ll have new clothes to wear tomorrow.”

Just as Qiao Yin was about to close her eyes, she suddenly remembered something and added, “I don’t want pink!”

“Hmm, I know.”

Only then did Qiao Yin close her eyes with peace of mind.

——

In the dead of night.

Inside the luxurious, detached villa, there was a mess everywhere, with broken porcelain and glass fragments strewn about, flowers scattered on the ground, water spilled all over, and tea leaves sticking to the expensive carpets—making it a painful sight for anyone to see.

But Lan Yuyi didn’t feel a shred of distress.

These were what she had smashed after returning from Shensong Hospital.

She had smashed almost everything in the living room, venting the resentment and malice in her heart.

She treated all those objects as if they were Qiao Yin, smashing them viciously to the ground. The more viciously she smashed, the more relief she felt.

It wasn’t the first time she had lost her temper at home, but this was the most violent she had ever been. The servants didn’t dare to step forward to clean up because they had learned from past experience. At times like these, whoever went out to clean up or persuade Lan Yuyi would become a living target and would be beaten and scolded by Lan Yuyi.

Although Lan Yuyi would comfort them afterward and give some compensation, the servants had their pride and no one wanted to be hit or scolded.

So whenever this happened, they all hid in their servant’s rooms and did not step out.

In the large living room, only Lan Yuyi and Qiao Lainan were present.

While the servants could avoid the situation, Qiao Lainan had no way to escape. She could only watch as Lan Yuyi vented her anger, carefully avoiding the items being smashed.

Every item Lan Yuyi smashed made Qiao Lainan feel pain.

Such fine porcelain, expensive and beautiful, who knew how much money it could fetch if sold; now it was just being smashed by Lan Yuyi.

Such wastefulness!