Summer Blue Shirt

Lu Lingche, heir to a prestigious family, is known for his handsome, aloof, cold, and obstinate demeanor, showing disdain for all women. Qiao Yin silently loved him for five years, sacrificing everything with the belief that she could warm his icy heart. However, just three months into their marriage, he planned to abandon her for another woman.
What did he mean by holding disdain for all women? It seemed that he was only holding disdain for her! Despite her broken heart, Qiao Yin embarked on a new life that led to a spectacular career, making her a top leader in her industry. When she encountered Lu Lingche again, his shock was palpable: "The competitor who cost me so much is you?"
Responding with a gentle smile, Qiao Yin greeted him: "President Lu, nice to see you." While Lu Lingche remained well-dressed, cold, and rational during the day, in the quiet of the night, he lost control, embracing her tightly and pleading, "What do you want? I will give you anything. Don't leave me."
"President Lu, I already have a fiancé."
"He's now tied up on the rooftop. You have two choices. He dies and you marry me. Or he lives and I die?"
Perplexed, Qiao Yin questioned, "Weren't you the one who wanted the divorce? Where is your so-called heart's desire?" 
"You have been my heart's desire all this time!"

My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Of course, there was a problem, the stakes had such a big value gap, and Lu Lingche was obviously at a disadvantage, but was he the kind of person who could afford to lose?


The loss he suffered probably meant that Qiao Yin would have to compensate him in other ways.


"Don't ever bet with him again, you're so naïve, how could you possibly outplay him, even if you win the bet, it's because he let you win. He's cunning and manipulative, and you're easy to deceive."


Qiao Yin paused, unable to help but glance at her handbag.


Could it really be that Lu Lingche intentionally let her win?


Qiao Jiasen curled his finger, tapping her on the head: "What are you daydreaming about, I told you not to bet with him, did you hear me?"


Qiao Yin held her sore head, glaring at him with fiery eyes: "I heard you! Stop tapping my head, you just called me naïve, and it's from all your tapping!"


Chapter 1298: At Least Wait for Me to Grow Up