Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

Lu Lingche couldn't accept this fact!The picture in front of him began to become blurry, and even the elder brother's voice became distant and closer!

"Ling Che, actually, I'm embarrassed to say this. After all, you were married to Qiao Yin. Even if you don't have any feelings, she was once your wife. I like her, so it's really embarrassing."

"But you are my brother and the person I am closest to. It would be better for me to be the first to let you know about this kind of thing."

"I really like Qiao Yin, so I don't mind the fact that you married her. Anyway, we are divorced now and you have no relationship anymore. It shouldn't be too much for me to pursue her."

"Only Qiao Yin doesn't care about my disfigured face or my identity. She keeps helping me and taking care of me. To be honest, even if her face doesn't get better in the future, I don't care. She is already beautiful enough on the inside."

Lu Shengqing said a lot, but saw his brother frozen there without saying a word. He patted his shoulder: "Ling Che, why do you look so ugly? Do you really hate Qiao Yin so much? Even if you don't like her, , don’t you also want your eldest brother to be happy in the future? Without her, he might not be happy. To tell you the truth, my heart and eyes are all about her now.”

Lu Lingche turned to look at him with difficulty, and opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

Of course he wants his eldest brother to be happy, and his eldest brother's happiness is more important than his own happiness.

However, he couldn't convince himself to give up Qiao Yin.

She has been integrated into his bone marrow, and trying to peel it off would be tantamount to cramping and peeling off the skin.

"We're almost home, Ling Che. Don't let it slip to me. I like Qiao Yin. Don't let my parents know, especially my mother. If she knows, she won't agree, and she might go there again. Talk to Qiao Yin about this matter, she will easily mess it up, so don't scare Qiao Yin, I want to take this matter slowly."

Lu Shengqing always thinks about Qiao Yin. Even before they were together, he was already protecting her.

Lu Lingche thought back to when he first married Qiao Yin, what did he do?Did he protect her?Is he worried that Mrs. Lu doesn't like Qiao Yin and embarrasses Qiao Yin?Did he put himself in her shoes?

It seems that there are none.

He allowed her to be looked down upon in the Lu family alone.

What a thing he is!

Qiao Yin was actually willing to marry him like this. He should have thanked her on his knees, but he didn't. He divorced her for Lan Yuyi.

Boundless pain and regret overwhelmed Lu Lingche.My heart ached terribly, my face became paler and my vision became increasingly blurry.

The assistant's voice came from the front: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, we're home."

Lu Lingche barely supported himself and said, "Brother, I'm a little uncomfortable. I won't have dinner with you tonight. I'll go back first."

Lu Shengqing's face was full of worry: "Ling Che, you don't look right. What's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache because you haven't eaten dinner? Then get out of the car quickly and go in to eat something."

"I'm not hungry, brother, get off the car!"

Lu Shengqing had no choice but to get out of the car. He told Yuan Shan: "Take good care of him. If anything happens, call me immediately. Do you understand?"

Yuan Shan nodded in agreement, and after he closed the door, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the old villa at high speed.

Lu Lingche's pale and painful face was seen in the reflector. Yuanshan couldn't help but said: "Mr. Lu, let's go find the young lady and let her show you!"

Lu Lingche's voice was cold and hard: "No, go home!"

Yuan Shan did not dare to disobey the order and take him to find Qiao Yin, so he had no choice but to send Lu Lingche back to his own villa.

When he got off the bus, Lu Lingche couldn't even walk on his own.

Yuan Shan helped him out of the car and into the living room.

Lu Lingche sat on the sofa and put his palm on his heart: "Yuanshan, you're off work, go home."

Yuan Shan's forehead was already sweating: "Mr. Lu, you are like this, do you still want me to get off work? You should ask the young lady to show you, don't hold on!"

Lu Lingche's face was as pale as a sheet of paper: "Do I still have the nerve to ask her to treat me?"