My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

She understood Lu Lingche, he was not like others, he didn’t have the words “kindness” in his dictionary, not even the concept of “helping others for the joy of it”.

He demands compensation, which is very in line with his character.

He never let himself suffer.

Qiao Yin didn’t say a word, pulled away her hand, stood up, and left.

It was not until she got into her car that she realized she was still wearing Lu Lingche’s suit jacket.

She took it off and threw it onto the backseat.

Qiao Haidong had been waiting downstairs all along. Seeing her coming out, he hurriedly left his car and knocked on her car window: “How is it? Has Lu Lingche agreed to save Jiasen?”

Qiao Yin looked at him blankly and mechanically replied: “He agreed.”

Qiao Haidong was overjoyed: “Really? That’s great! Lu Lingche is indeed a good man, willing to help you despite past grudges. You must be respectful and submissive to him, never lose your temper with him again, understand?”

“I understand.”

“When will he save your brother?”

“Tomorrow, he should be… able.”

Qiao Haidong let out a sigh of relief: “Good, that gives me peace of mind. Thank heavens, my son finally has a chance now!”

Wiping away his tears, he returned to his car, not sparing Qiao Yin another look, let alone asking how she had persuaded Lu Lingche to help. He drove away.

Qiao Yin didn’t care about Qiao Haidong at the moment either.

She drove home, saw her grandmother was waiting for her, hugged her, and chatted for a while, then told her that Lu Lingche was willing to help save Jiasen.

The grandmother breathed a sigh of relief and brought her a bowl of chicken soup, watching her drink it before returning to her bedroom.

Midnight, twelve o’clock.

Outside, the wild storm continued, but her grandmother was already asleep.

Qiao Yin got up, changed out of her pajamas, and silently left the house.

Half an hour later, she entered Lu Lingche’s villa.

Even in such terrible weather, there were bodyguards standing watch outside his villa.

But all of his people recognized her, so no one stopped her.

The villa was dark without lights.

Qiao Yin thought Lu Lingche had gone to bed. While she was standing in the living room not knowing what to do, a towel fell on her head: “I thought you wouldn’t come.”

Qiao Yin was inexplicably nervous: “You didn’t sleep?”

“Haven’t you already figured out that I have issues with sleeping? How can I sleep?”

As Lu Lingche spoke, he dried her hair with the towel.

Qiao Yin didn’t know when he became so meticulous and gentle. Her hair was barely wet from the rain, but he insisted on drying it for her.

She bit her lip and asked him: “Will you really save my brother?”

“Yes.”

“What if you’re lying to me?”

“However you want to punish me.”

“But I can’t beat you.”

“Who said that, didn’t you slap me quite well last time? Did I fight back?”

Indeed, he didn’t fight back.

Even with his capabilities, he could have dodged the slap.

But he didn’t.

“Then-”

Before she could say anything more, the man before her bent down and kissed her, cutting off her words.

His kiss came without warning, rendering Qiao Yin dazed.

Then, his overwhelming presence engulfed her.

He kissed her with desperation, leaving Qiao Yin struggling to cope.

She tried to push him away, but she couldn’t.

Lu Lingche felt her rigidity, but he didn’t care.

From the moment she entered, he had been suppressing himself, suppressing until his heart ached.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pushed her against the wall, and kissed her meticulously and deeply.

He consumed all her air, and hearing her quick breaths, the emotions he had been suppressing began to erupt.

He ripped off her burdensome dress.

Qiao Yin let out a low cry: “Lu Lingche!”

Lu Lingche liked her voice, and when she called his name like this, it stimulated his adrenaline and made his heartbeat quicken.

He lifted her bottom, and while kissing her, carried her up the stairs..