My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce - Chapter 268
Chapter 268: Being Played?
Translator: 549690339
Wen Bilan wouldn’t believe it: “For what reason would you hospitalize yourself if you’re not pregnant? This is a gynecology ward!”
“The doctor just made a mistake; someone with a similar name to mine was the one who got pregnant, not me. I was merely suffering from low blood sugar and fainted, then was sent here by my younger brother.”
Speaking thus, Qiao Yin hopped twice and with wide open arms, said: “Look, I’m not pregnant. Otherwise, dare I jump like this? Would Miss Lan dare?”
Of course Lan Yuyi wouldn’t dare to do that; she was still keen on preserving her unborn child!
Her expression changing uncertainly, she glanced at Qiao Yin and then exchanged a look with Wen Bilan; both saw doubt reflected in each other’s eyes.
Could it be that they were taken for a ride by Qiao Yin’s cousin?
The thought that she provided Qiao Lainan with Lu Lingche’s phone number irritated Lan Yuyi, causing her to stop further concealment: “It was your cousin, that Qiao Lainan, who informed me that you were pregnant and even told me your ward.”
Qiao Yin was surprised but it wasn’t entirely unexpected.
She instantly understood Qiao Lainan’s malicious intentions—she wanted to exploit Lan Yuyi to make her miscarry.
“Miss Qiao, your cousin appears to be gentle and kind, but she actually has quite a scheming mind! She took your pregnancy news and traded it with me for Lingche’s phone number!”
Qiao Yin calmly looked at her: “It seems that you, Miss Lan, value a false message more than Lingche’s real phone number. You don’t seem to like Lingche all that much.”
“Miss Qiao is joking. Lingche is, of course, the most important to me. But I trust him; he only has room for me in his heart. Even if your cousin got his phone number, what good does it do? Lingche wouldn’t even give her a glance.”
Qiao Yin began to laugh: “Is that so? If Miss Lan is so important, why hasn’t he married you yet? You are still the third wheel, lacking legitimacy. Your child is also illegitimate. What exactly are you proud of?”
Pride vanished from Lan Yuyi’s face in an instant, but she quickly regained her composure: “I was forced, it was Lingche’s doing, I’m not the third wheel. Remember, weren’t you aware of how much he loves me? After all, he chose to rescue me first during the kidnap incident and abandoned you.”
This time, Qiao Yin couldn’t muster a laugh.
The kidnapping incident had become a shadow in her heart.
These days, she kept having nightmares about kidnappers slicing her neck in front of Lu Lingche. He, however, didn’t care; he was only concerned about Lan Yuyi and whether she was injured, coaxing her to stop crying.
Seeing Qiao Yin’s pale face, Lan Yuyi felt pleased: “Regardless of whether Lingche marries me or not, I’ll always be his first choice, that’s a fact.”
Wen Bilan chimed in with a tone of disdain: “Miss Qiao, Lingche has no affection for you. There’s no point in struggling so much. Just divorce him as soon as possible. The longer you hang on, the more harm you inflict upon yourself. It’s better to find someone new while you’re still young; once you age, it won’t be as easy.”
Upon hearing her words, Qiao Yin started laughing again: “Am I old? Perhaps Mrs. Lan’s memory isn’t too good anymore. You can’t remember how old your own daughter is; she’s twenty-nine, and I’m only twenty-three, and yet you’re calling me old? You’re the one getting old, all senile and confused.”
“And what do you mean by finding a new one? Is Lu Lingche a replacement too? If not, why did your daughter switch from the eldest brother to the second one? What a fascinating piece of family education—after the eldest one was gone, the second one stepped in.”
“By the way, there’s something that puzzled me. Why did Miss Lan’s face turn pale as soon as she heard my cousin saying that she was six months into her pregnancy? And why was she so reluctant to let me feel her pulse? Could it be that Lu Lingche is indeed the replacement?”
On hearing this, Wen Bilan’s face darkened and she sternly rebuked: “Qiao Yin, what nonsense! Are you so green with envy knowing my daughter is pregnant with Lingche’s child that you want to smear her reputation? You’re indeed wicked and despicably low!”
