Chapter 510: Chapter 510: Lu Lingche’s Tenderness

Qiao Yin had mentioned to her grandmother at noon that she would not be home for dinner, unsure if she would have to work overtime that day. She told her grandmother not to wait for her and catch a taxi back home herself.

The real reason she said this was because Qiao Yin was finding a reason to go home.

“I want to go home, I am not going to your place,” she said.

Qiao Yin repeated her words, frowning at him, “Wasn’t it you and your mother who kicked me out in the first place? Now that you’re married to Lan Yuyi, why are you insisting on bringing me back? If you’re crazy, go treat yourself, don’t drag me into it.”

“I don’t live with Lan Yuyi. she still lives in my older brother’s villa. No one will know if you come.”

Qiao Yin was triggered when she heard this, “Lu Lingche, what are you implying? Do you think I’m someone who should be hidden? Are you asking for a secret lover? If you’re afraid of her finding out, why are you asking me to go there?”

Lu Lingche looked upset, “That’s not what I meant, don’t make assumptions. I won’t mind if people knew about us. I can announce right now that you’re my girlfriend.”

Qiao Yin became even angrier, “Who is your girlfriend? You already have a wife, and you want me to be your girlfriend? This is not a girlfriend, this is a mistress!”

In anger, Lu Lingche pulled her towards him, “I told you, I did not register a marriage with Lan Yuyi. The wedding was arranged for my older brother!”

“What does it mean to deceive a person with these words? If you have the guts, announce to the world that your wedding was held for your older brother!”

Lu Lingche stared at her silently, not saying a word.

Of course, he can’t announce something like this, because it’s all a series of mistakes and the selfishness of the parents.

Qiao Yin, seeing him silent, knew that it was impossible for him to announce it, “Stop the car, I want to get off!”

“I won’t let you get off. Don’t even think about going back to Dongfang Mu. He and Dongfang Qi are not good people. Stay away from them!”

“I don’t know whether they’re good people or not, but I know that you’re not!”

Even if those two cousins aren’t good people, at least they maintain superficial courtesy and won’t resort to force. Unlike Lu Lingche, who wrote that he’s a bad person all over his face, acts arrogant and conceited, and forcibly takes her away regardless of her willingness.

Lu Lingche was indifferent, admitting directly: “I’m indeed not a good person. I’ve never claimed to be one. Once you’re with me, don’t even think about being with another man.”

Qiao Yin was so angry she laughed, “You can have other women, but I can’t have other men? Why?!”

“I don’t have other women.”

“Isn’t Lan Yuyi a woman? Is she a man?”

“She doesn’t count.”

Furious, Qiao Yin was almost choking on smoke, she wanted to curse at him, but then remembered what her grandmother said about the timing of Lan Yuyi’s pregnancy.

The child in Lan Yuyi’s belly might indeed not be Lu Lingche’s.

It might be true that Lu Lingche has not slept with her.

In this case, it seems that he only has one woman and that is her.

The rage inside Qiao Yin has inexplicably cooled down, she glanced at him and then shifted her gaze out the window.

His handsome features and profound eyes were too distracting. She couldn’t afford to stare for long for fear of losing control over her feelings again.

Lu Lingche sensed her emotional change, squeezing her hand tightly and asking, “Not angry anymore?”

Qiao Yin didn’t look him in the eyes. She was terrified of his tenderness because it would invoke the illusion of his love for her.

She nonchalantly responded, “I’m still angry.”

“Today, I gave you fifty million, and you couldn’t even say thanks?”

“That is what you owe me, as a reminder, you still owe me nine hundred and fifty million.”

“I know.”

He seemed to have an unusually good temper today, which made Qiao Yin glance at him.

She stilled for a moment when she caught sight of his gaze.

He had been staring at her deeply without her knowledge, his eyes filled with an obdurate affection and deep repression.