My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Qiao Yin was enjoying the sunlight and sea breeze, sleepily trying to turn over, but failing to do so.

When she opened her eyes, she found that someone had stepped on her skirt.

She looked up along the leg, intending to scold the owner of the foot, but when she saw the face, she was stunned: “Lu Lingche?”

Lu Lingche nodded at her indifferently: “Aren’t you gonna thank me?”

Qiao Yin woke up completely, feeling as if she had swallowed a mouthful of sand: “Thank you? Are you out of your mind? Should I be thankful for you dirtying my skirt, or should I thank you for getting me fired and leaving me unemployed?”

“For helping you by holding down your skirt and stopping you from exposing yourself.”

“I’m wearing leggings underneath, I don’t need your help?”

Angry, Qiao Yin yanked her skirt from under his foot and stormed off.

“Don’t you want your bag?”

Qiao Yin turned back around.

She was so angry that she forgot she even had a bag.

Just as she was about to lean over to pick up the bag, Lu Lingche stepped on the strap.

Qiao Yin stiffened, her rage flaring up!

First, he caused her unemployment, then he dirtied her skirt, and now he even dared to step on her bag?!

She lifted her foot and kicked towards Lu Lingche’s leg: “Get out of the way!”

But to her surprise, her kick, despite being forceful, seemed to not affect Lu Lingche at all!

No reaction?

He doesn’t feel pain?

A prosthetic leg?

Not believing it, Qiao Yin stepped on his foot again, harder.

Yet he still didn’t move, still stepping firmly on her bag strap.

Just as she was about to stomp on him again, she felt a sudden heaviness on her shoulder and found herself pinned down by his hand.

Gritting her teeth, she looked up to see the man beside her with a livid face, looking like he was about to strangle her.

“Qiao Yin, have you had enough?”

“Lu Lingche, do you have a fake leg or what?”

Lu Lingche responded coldly, “Did you just go swimming in the sea?”

Confused, Qiao Yin responded: “No.”

“Then why is your brain filled with water?”

“Lu Lingche, are you insulting me?!”

“You don’t know my leg is prosthetic? Haven’t you seen it?”

“I did see it before, but what if you had an amputation these days when I didn’t see you? Considering how annoying you are, it wouldn’t be surprising if someone broke your leg.”

Lu Lingche was so annoyed by her that it made his temples throb.

Luckily, he had strong self-control, or else he would have thrown her into the sea right away.

After taking a deep breath, he said: “Come to the car with me, we need to talk about our divorce.”

Qiao Yin sneered: “Your mom injured me, and you made me lose my job. Yet, you still want a divorce so you can live happily ever after with your darling? Dream on!”

Seeing that she was on the defensive, and that she couldn’t be reasoned with this way, Lu Lingche had no choice but to say, “My grandmother has already taken your revenge.”

Qiao Yin frowned: “What do you mean?”

“My grandmother personally whipped my mother and father. You received four lashes, so she gave them four lashes too.”

Qiao Yin was shocked!

She never expected that the Old Madam would go that far for her!

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier! Let me go, I need to see the Old Madam!”

“She is now living with my parents in the old house, are you sure you want to go?”

“Why shouldn’t I? Do you think I’ll stop seeing the Old Madam because of Madam Lu?”

“It’s up to you, but first you have to sign the divorce agreement, or else I won’t let you leave today.”

“Then I won’t go today. Besides, it doesn’t make much difference whether I visit the Old Madam today or a few days later!”

With that, the two continued their standoff, neither willing to back down.

Finally, after who knows how long, Lu Lingche relented: “I’ll give you fifty million for the divorce, is that okay?”

Qiao Yin suddenly moved close to him and looked at him coldly: “I don’t need your charity. I’ve already said, I don’t want your money, but I won’t give you a divorce either.”

Lu Lingche’s voice also grew cold: “Qiao Yin, don’t bite the hand that feeds you.. Fifty million is enough to cover the debts of the Qiao family! What else do you want?”