My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce - Chapter 125
Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Conspiracy
Translator: 549690339
Lan Yuyi finally had confirmation from Madam Lu, it was indeed Qiao Yin!
Masking her inner fury and hatred, she whispered, “Aunt Yao, it seems like Qiao Yin is becoming more and more presumptuous, how dare she hit Lingche?
Do you think she might even hit me in the future? And you, might she also…”
“Dare she!”
Madam Lu’s eyes were filled with cold menace, “I will certainly not spoil her!”
“But, her grandmother saved the Old Madam, uncle is surely very grateful. Now with uncle as her backer, Qiao Yin seems fearless.”
“Hmph, if that’s the case, let’s start with her grandmother.”
Lan Yuyi was pleased to hear this, exchanging smiles with Madam Lu, both of them finding this new plan promising.
Why did Qiao Yin marry the Lu family?
It was because of her grandmother!
If her grandmother was taken care of, would she still dare to challenge them?
Madam Lu said, “Besides her grandmother, doesn’t she also have a gold-digging father? I’ll give him a call, have a casual chat, and incidentally reveal his daughter’s current workplace.”
“Oh, does Qiao Yin not even tell her father about her workplace? Then, he probably doesn’t even know she’s made quite a bit of money at the auction house, does he?”
“What, Yan Xi gave Qiao Yin a high salary?”
“I heard it’s quite high!”
“Then let’s inform Haidong about it!”
After Madam Lu finished speaking, she seemed to envision Qiao Yin’s tragic end and her mood finally brightened.
She looked at the daybreak outside, put on a kindly face and said, “The day has dawned, you’ve suffered with me through the night. Have breakfast together later, then you can sleep here for a while. I guess Lingche and his father must be going to the company.”
Lan Yuyi nodded in agreement.
With Lingche not returning home, she indeed had no reason to leave.
Servants quickly prepared breakfast. When Lu Mingzhen came downstairs, his face was still grim.
He even disregarded Lan Yuyi’s presence, scolding Madam Lu directly, “You’re becoming senile. You didn’t learn your lesson when your own computer was infected with a virus, but daringly used mine to continue your foolish actions! From now on, you’re forbidden from touching my computer or entering my study!”
Madam Lu’s face flushed and paled alternately by the scolding, feeling absolutely humiliated before Lan Yuyi.
She had no appetite for food, her hatred for Qiao Yin boiled uncontrollably.
All the blame was on that loathsome girl; without her, how would she have employed people to sabotage Lu Yanxi’s live broadcast room and inexplicably caught a virus!
Seeing the tension, Lan Yuyi gently said, “Uncle, don’t be angry. Aunt Yao regrets it too. It’s not entirely her fault, she doesn’t understand about viruses and such, the ones who planted the virus were too malicious. Don’t spoil the family’s harmony because of those villains.”
Mingzhen looked at her, and then at her protruding belly, his face finally softened a bit.
Lan Yuyi was very similar to Mingzhen’s wife in her youth, gentle and understanding, possessing the grace of a well-bred young woman.
He stopped his tirade and said impassively, “Let’s eat!”
Only then did everyone begin to eat.
After a short while, Lan Yuyi turned to Lu Lingche and whispered, “Lingche, can you get me some soup?”
Whenever she spoke to Lu Lingche, her voice would be particularly gentle, making it sound more like she was being coquettish rather than commanding.
Lu Lingche knew very well she was purposely ordering him about to manufacture an illusion of him favoring her.
He gritted his teeth, got her the soup, then after a while heard her say, “Lingche, can you help me get some greens? They’re a bit far away.”
Lu Lingche simply moved the greens to her side.
A little embarrassed, Lan Yuyi poked him with her finger, coquettishly saying, “What are you doing? Why is the whole thing here for me?”
Lu Lingche was silent, his brows furrowed as he glanced at her finger that had poked him.
Yet Lan Yuyi, seemingly unsatisfied, put her hand on his thigh.
Lu Lingche’s long suppressed fury flared up instantly!
He lowered his head to look at her hand and picked up the table knife..
