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Chapter 350 It is absolutely impossible for the Dongfang Family to want

Chapter 250 Lu Lingche's apology

Lu Lingche realized in an instant that this must have been not what Qiao Yin asked Qiao Lainan to come, but what Qiao Haidong asked Qiao Lainan to come. He wanted to use Qiao Lainan to make some money from him.

If Qiao Yin asked Qiao Lai to come to the south, the amount would not be 50 million.

He sneered immediately.

I have seen a stupid person, but I have never seen Qiao Haidong as stupid as this.

He actually dared to imitate Qiao Yin's handwriting, sign a divorce agreement for her, and collect compensation for her!

For 50 million, he really dares to ask for it! Think he is the sucker?

"Let her come up."

After Lu Lingche gave the order, he hung up the phone and called Qiao Yin.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

Her voice was particularly alienated: "Mr. Lu, are you in trouble?"

"Jolainan is here with me."

"What did you say?!"

"She said, you asked her to discuss the divorce with me for you, and came with the divorce agreement you signed."

"I didn't sign it! I didn't let her go!"

"Yeah?"

"What I said is true!"

"Since it's time to discuss divorce, it's better for you to come and discuss with me in person. If you don't come in fifteen minutes, I'll agree that you signed the divorce agreement. By the way, I forgot to tell you that the agreement requires me to pay 50 million in compensation, and the collection account is Qiao Haidong."

After Lu Lingche said that, he hung up the phone directly.

After a while, Qiao Yin called back.

He did not answer the answer, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the office, waiting for her motionlessly.

Last night, another painful night.

He dreamed of the scene where Qiao Yin was killed by the kidnappers again.

He was deeply trapped in a dream, thinking it was reality, and wanted to save her like crazy.

But he was one step late.

The kidnapper took a knife and fell, bright red blood spilled on the cemetery. She fell softly and turned into a corpse.

He held her body and refused to let go.

She was so cold, no temperature.

After waking up, there was a trace of water on my cheeks.

He raised his hand to wipe it off, feeling that he might be crazy.

He actually cried?

When his elder brother passed away, he didn't cry.

Qiao Yin was kidnapped, and he saved Lan Yuyi first, but failed to save her, which almost killed her, but became his inner demon.

Psychologically, dreams are expressions of the subconscious mind and reflections of suppressed emotions deep in the heart.

But, does he care so much about Qiao Yin?

Why doesn't he feel anything when he is awake?

Is it because he is too rational or too slow?

Fifteen minutes, it was pulled for an infinite length of time at this moment.

Lu Lingche felt that he had waited for a long time before he saw Qiao Yin's car appear in his sight.

He always felt that the purple color was very suitable for her, so when he got married, he bought a purple Porsche and prepared to give it to her.

Now, seeing her open, it is indeed very suitable for her.

He saw her get out of the car in a hurry and hurriedly ran into the group building.

A moment later, the door of his office was pushed open.

"Lu Lingche!"

He turned around and watched her standing at the door with shortness of breath.

He spoke lightly: "Come here."

Qiao Yin walked over: "Where is Qiao Lainan? Where is the divorce agreement?"

Lu Lingche did not answer her question, but raised her hand and held it.

Qiao Yin was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"I'll hold it for a while."

Joe Yen tried to break free: "Let me go!"

"Are you cold?"

Qiao Yin felt that he was particularly abnormal today: "I'm not cold, can you let go? Didn't you ask me to talk to you about divorce? What's your point?"

Lu Lingche automatically ignored her other questions: "Why are your hands so cold if you are not cold?" It was so cold, just like the feeling of him holding her body in his dream last night.

He resisted this feeling.

Qiao Yin couldn't help but frown.

Shouldn't you talk to her about a divorce?

Why is he tangled with the small things that cannot be even smaller than her?

"Lu Lingche, are you possessed by a ghost? When did you still start to care about my cold hands?"

"You've been having a cold hand problem?"

"Where is Jolenan, call her over."

"Isn't your grandmother a miracle doctor? Let her treat you."

"I asked your name Joe Lainan. Is there something wrong with your ear? Or is there a brain problem? Why are you completely on another channel today?"

Lu Lingche looked at her calmly: "Join."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!
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