My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

But this time, the feeling was especially strong. So strong that Qiao Yin started to doubt if it was only a misperception. Perhaps he really liked her.

Qiao Yin seemed incapable of handling such a gaze: “Why are you staring at me?”

Lu Lingche nonchalantly replied, “You’re beautiful.”

She was dazed: “When did you learn to compliment people? Didn’t you always think I was ugly?”

Lingche involuntarily furrowed his eyebrows: “When did I ever say that you were ugly?”

Just because he wasn’t fond of the fairer sex didn’t mean he couldn’t distinguish between beauty and ugliness.

However, having known Qiao Yin for a very long time, her beauty did not stun him as much as it would a stranger.

“You always said I was very ordinary-looking!”

“I never said that. I don’t usually comment on other people’s appearances. After all, appearances can be deceptive and meaningless.”

Qiao Yin glared at him, visibly irritated: “You’re lying! You’ve never refrained from commenting on my appearance. Didn’t you always call me a vase? If appearances are deceptive, then why did you judge my ability based on my appearance? Can you deny your prejudice against me, and that it’s based on my looks?”

At this, Lu Lingche fell silent. He looked at Qiao Yin’s beautifully passionate face and unconsciously swallowed.

His Adam’s apple bobbed and he finally said, “While appearances can indeed be deceptive for ordinary people, you’re not quite ordinary. You…”

“What about me? I’m also an ordinary person! Why are you so prejudiced against me?”

“You’re too beautiful. If you looked more ordinary, I wouldn’t be biased.”

Qiao Yin didn’t know whether to be pleased or angry. So, he didn’t find her ugly?

But then, why did her unusual beauty become a reason for his prejudice against her?

Feeling wronged and unjustly treated, a sense of unease gripped Qiao Yin’s heart.

He got his fair share of preferences because of his extraordinary looks, but all she got from him was biases?

Lingche watched as her eyes, originally clear and calm, gradually filled with tears and turned bright red.

His heart ached at the sight: “It is my fault, but you can’t blame me entirely. You never told me you practiced medicine and insisted on being a front desk clerk in a small company. You were clearly leading me to misunderstand your abilities. Why are you crying now?”

Perhaps it was his extremely gentle tone, or perhaps her grievances had been suppressed for too long, Qiao Yin could no longer control the tears welling up in her eyes.

She cried right in front of him, her tears falling like big drops of rain: “I’ve told you, but you didn’t believe me.”

Even her ability in computing, she had already told him, but he never trusted her.

So even now, she still held onto that grudge. She refused to tell him she was Godkiller, that she preferred to help Dongfang Mu as an assistant, unwilling to reveal any hint of her ability.

Lingche had never realized that his heart could ache so much at the sight of her crying.

He pulled her into his embrace and gently wiped her tears away with his fingers: “I’ll believe you from now on, okay?”

“I don’t need it!”

“Oh, in that case, can I not believe you, and trust others instead?”

“Lu Lingche!”

Lu Lingche emerged with a light laugh and continued to brush her tears away.

Actually, he wished he could just eat all her tears. But he didn’t dare to do so.

If he dared to taste them, she would surely slap him, then send him away with a cursing.