My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: President Lu, Are You Still Giving the Umbrella?

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“Alright, Young Master Mu.”

Qiao Yin nodded, changing the subject: “Why are you in the hospital, Young Master Mu? Are you sick?”

“No, it's my dad. It's not quite serious though. He tends to exaggerate his health condition just to force me into taking over the Corporation.”

“It's good that it's nothing serious.”

“You're soaked, it's very easy to catch a cold. Get into my car and dry off. If you don't mind, I have an unworn shirt that you could use for the time being.”

Qiao Yin knew she was in a mess, but she didn't want to trouble him. In her heart, he was a boss, not a friend.

“No need, Young Master Mu, I can just change clothes when I get home.”

“What if I wanted to discuss some work with you?”

“Where's your car, Young Master Mu?”

Dongfang Mu gently laughed: “You workaholic, only willing to get on the car when there's work to be discussed.”

“I'm just afraid I might dirty your car.”

“Don't be polite with me, you're now my highly paid assistant. It's my duty to take care of you. I can't let my employee catch a cold, can I?”

“Thank you, Young Master Mu.”

Qiao Yin thanked him and got into his car.

Standing by the window in the third-floor corridor, Lu Lingche watched the two sharing an umbrella down below, his face icy cold.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, his assistant carefully asked, “President Lu, should I still bring this umbrella?”

“Are you blind? Doesn't she already have someone holding an umbrella for her?”

The assistant lowered his head in shame: “I'm sorry I was too slow.”

Lu Lingche had asked him to bring an umbrella for Qiao Yin five minutes earlier. But there were none in the hospital, he had to buy one from somebody else at a high price. Just as he was about to deliver it, Dongfang Mu beat him to it.

Lu Lingche didn't say anything further, just frowned as he watched Dongfang Mu shelter Qiao Yin, leading her into his car.

He didn't let a single drop of rain touch Qiao Yin, the majority of the umbrella was tilted towards her side. He himself ended up getting wet instead.

“Dongfang Mu is a cautious man. He wouldn't have hired Qiao Yin without investigating her background. He must know about our marriage,” Lu Lingche reasoned.

The assistant was perplexed: “Despite knowing, he still dared to hire young madam? Isn't he afraid of confidential leaks?”

Lu Lingche indifferently replied: “Qiao Yin must possess something that he needs. His courtesies towards Qiao Yin exceed those towards a regular beauty.”

He understood Dongfang Mu. While generous with his money, he didn't treat the beauties like human beings. They were mere objects, like cats and dogs to him.

But his consideration towards Qiao Yin was different. She didn't seem like his cat, he was more like her dog.

The assistant couldn't help but remind him: “President Lu, young madam is not an ordinary beauty. Perhaps because you've been with her, you probably don't notice. But in reality, she's as beautiful as any actress, if not more. At least, I've never seen a woman more beautiful than her. Maybe Dongfang Mu has developed feelings for young madam.”

This assumption made Lu Lingche's mood inexplicably worse.

He had never denied Qiao Yin's beauty, but he wasn't the type of person who could be swayed by a pretty face, so he constantly overlooked the lethal attraction of Qiao Yin's beauty.

Not wanting to discuss Qiao Yin any further, he turned the topic onto Lan Yuyi: “Did you ask the doctor? Was it a genuine suicide attempt or was she just faking it?”

“I asked, it was a genuine suicide attempt, she did lose a lot of blood. Luckily, the servant found her in time, and immediate treatment was provided.”

“In time? How timely?”

The assistant hesitated before relaying the doctor's words: “From the moment she was found to the time she was brought in for immediate treatment, it was all within the golden time window. Any delay in any step would have been fatal. Miss Lan was very lucky this time, may not be so lucky next time.”

“That convenient?”

“Yes, it was quite convenient.”

“And the baby?”

“The baby is safe.”

Upon hearing the assistant's answer, Lu Lingche's face didn't show any sign of relief.

Because, he didn't want this baby..

Chapter end