Chapter 52 - 52: Punishing the Child
Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Punishing the Child
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Lan Yuyi smiled at him, then turned to Qiao Yin and said, “Miss Qiao, thank you for caring for him. Seeing him injured so badly is really heartbreaking. Please, when you go home, talk to your brother. Ask him not to be so impulsive next time, will you?”
Her posture was that of the hostess. Seeing Lu Lingche’s concerned look for her, Qiao Yin suddenly sobered up!
Damn it!
She had almost fallen for Lu Lingche again!
Qiao Yin stood up, packed her medicine, and reorganized her emotions.
She told Lu Lingche, “Since you have someone to care for you, I’ll go first. The medicine bill is one hundred, and the taxi fare is thirty-eight and a half. Remember to transfer the payment to me.”
She finished speaking, picked up her medical box and left.
This time, she didn’t lookback, nor did she shed any tears.
From now on, she would not be involved with Lu Lingche anymore. She wouldn’t suffer this humiliation again.
Inside the villa, Lan Yuyi was taken aback when she saw Qiao Yin leave. “Lingche, did I say something wrong? Why did Miss Qiao leave?”
Lu Lingche didn’t know why, but a great sense of fatigue suddenly came over him.
He shook his head, “No, you didn’t say anything wrong. You should go too. I’ll have Yuanshan take you home.”
“But, your injuries ”
“I’ll take care of them myself.”
“But handling them yourself would be so inconvenient. Let me help you!”
Lu Lingche called out loudly to his assistant, “Yuanshan, send Miss Lan home!”
The assistant appeared out of nowhere and politely said, “Miss Lan, this way, please.”
Lan Yuyi had no choice but to leave, looking back with every step she took.
Lu Lingche then went to the bathroom, preparing to freshen up and go to sleep.
However, the moment he looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror, he grew dazed.
His face, which had been horribly bruised, had almost recovered. Only a faint hint of the bruising remained.
The medicine Qiao Yin had given him had an astounding effect!
When she left, she asked him for one hundred yuan for the medicine. It seemed like a fair price given its effects.
He opened WeChat, found Qiao Yin, and transferred one hundred yuan to her, then a further 38.5 yuan.
The money was quickly received.
He hesitated for a moment, then sent Qiao Yin another message, wanting to buy more of her medicine to keep on hand.
However, the message failed to send.
Qiao Yin had actually deleted him!
Lu Lingche was stunned for a while before angrily shutting off his mobile phone and going to take a bath.
A night passed, and when he looked in the mirror the next morning, there wasn’t a trace of the bruise left on his face.
He didn’t know if it was the astonishing effect of the medicine, or Qiao Yin’s skillful massaging techniques, or perhaps both.
He wanted to ask Qiao Yin, but upon opening WeChat, he remembered that he had been deleted by her.
With a dark expression, he changed into a suit and went to the corporation.
The staff at the corporation were puzzled about who could have been brave enough to annoy their CEO, whose mood was visibly sour.
Everyone was on edge, speaking carefully, fearing they might become his next target to be fired — the CEO had been on a firing spree the day before, nearly decimating the entire internet security department, and they wondered which department would be next.
At the Lu Family villa.
Lan Yuyi was haggard, shedding tears, “Aunt Yao, does Lingche have any intention of marrying me at all? Will I and the child forever be hidden, living secretly?”
Madam Lu asked with a furrowed brow, “What happened? Did Lingche mistreat you?”
Lan Yuyi shook her head, “No, Lingche treats me very well, but — but last night I went to see him, and I saw him and Qiao Yin hugging each other. They looked very sweet together, as if Lingche doesn’t want to divorce Qiao Yin at all.. What should I do? Aunt Yao, what should I and the child do? If Qiao Yin gives birth to Lingche’s child, will there still be a place for me and my child in this world? Maybe I should just have an abortion!”