My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce - Chapter 111
Chapter 111: Chapter ill: What is President Lu planning?
Translator: 549690339
“She’s bluffing, and you believe her? Can’t you use your brain to discern the truth from lies?”
Qiao Yin was momentarily stunned: “It’s a lie?”
“Yes, it’s a lie.”
After Lu Lingche finished speaking, he directly hung up the phone.
Who should Qiao Yin and Lu Yanxi trust? Looking into each other’s eyes, they had no idea.
It seemed that neither Madam Lu nor Lu Lingche is trustworthy.
On the other side, after Lu Lingche hung up the phone with Lu Yanxi, he received a call from Madam Lu.
On the phone, Madam Lu insisted he come home for dinner.
Lu Lingche glanced at the time; it was nearly ten o’clock. Why would she ask him to come home for dinner at such a late hour?
Moreover, who would hire internet trolls to attack Qiao Yin and Lu Yanxi, forcing Lu Yanxi to fire Qiao Yin?
Since the last time Qiao Yin lost her job was Madam Lu’s doing, the answer to this question seemed quite clear.
“Yuanshan, make the car ready. We’re heading back to the Lu family.”
“Yes, President Lu!”
On the way to the Lu family’s home, the assistant couldn’t help but ask: “President Lu, wasn’t the job at Miss Yanxi’s place found by you for the Young Madam? You asked Miss Yanxi to fire her again. Do you want me to contact Yan Xing to let the Young Madam go back to work for him?”
The assistant did not mean to offend or direct his boss. He had been following Lu Lingche for a long time, so he somewhat understood his temper. He knew Lu Lingche felt differently about his wife, Qiao Yin.
“There is no need to contact him.”
While reading a document, Lu Lingche casually said, “Lu Yanxi won’t fire Qiao Yin.”
The assistant was taken aback: “How do you know?”
“Lately, Lu Yanxi’s friend circle has been filled with photos of her and Qiao Yin. They are sharing pictures of them working together, eating together, even walking together. Qiao Yin has become her close friend.”
The assistant was even more surprised: “President Lu, when did you start looking at social media? Didn’t you never look at it before?”
Lu Lingche paused for two seconds then said, “Just looking casually when I’m free.”
The assistant finally understood. Now it made sense why the CEO was so confident that Lu Yanxi would not fire Qiao Yin.
But he still couldn’t figure out why the boss wanted this. The boss knew Lu Yanxi wouldn’t fire the Young Madam, yet he kept asking her to do so.
Was he trying to irritate the Young Madam on purpose?
Or was he upset that the Young Madam and Dongfang Mu were getting too close?
The boss didn’t seem to get angry that day. How come it had been several days since then, and now he exploded? His emotional reaction was too slow, wasn’t it?
Did all geniuses react this slowly to emotional stimuli?
With a mind filled with questions, the assistant drove attentively and shortly delivered Lu Lingche to the Lu family villa.
Lu Lingche got out of the car and went into the living room.
Hiding her inner anxiety and panic, Madam Lu greeted him with a smile: “Son, I’m glad you’re home. I asked the cook to make you your favorite shad. It’ll be ready in a jiffy! Your dad’s taking a bath. Once he comes out, our family of three will eat together.”
Lu Lingche actually didn’t like fish. It’s shad that his elder brother loved. She obviously misremembered.
But he didn’t mention it and just slightly furrowed his brows: “What about grandma? Isn’t she home?”
“She is. But as an older person, she needed to go to sleep early. I didn’t wake her.”
Lu Lingche nodded and was about to go sit on the sofa. However, Madam Lu pulled him into a guest room.
She revealed a bit of panic: “Son, I think my computer has been infected with a virus. I can’t use it anymore. Can you help me check?”
Lu Lingche was too lazy to check: “Get a new one.”
As he finished speaking, he turned to leave.
Madam Lu hurriedly held him back: “Wait, can you check first? I have a lot of important files in this computer. I can’t just throw it away.”
Lu Lingche glanced at her, reluctantly sat down at the desk.
As he opened her laptop, surprisingly, red snowflakes drifted across the screen.
He typed commands, but the computer didn’t respond at all.
“It’s infected with a virus.”
“So, can you remove the virus? Can you fix my computer?”
“Yes..”
