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

Lu Lingche pulled Qiao Yin into his arms and hugged her tightly: "We will never end. There is nothing wrong with being entangled all the time. I like you and you like me. Let's get back together, okay?"

Qiao Yin was hugged by him, but she didn't hug him back.

A relieved smile appeared on her face: "Lu Lingche, I forgive you."

Lu Lingche's voice was a little low: "What are you referring to?"

"All things are wiped out. You saved me twice in succession. I should thank you."

"How can you thank me?"

"We can be friends, and I won't treat you like an enemy in the future."

"Enemy? Are you saying that you helped Dongfang Mu steal my projects? Those projects really caused heavy losses to the group, and I was scolded by the board of directors."

Qiao Yin was shocked. She looked up at him in disbelief: "You know?"

"Yes, I understand. Dongfang Mu told me."

Qiao Yin was surprised. She didn't expect that Dongfang Mu would take the initiative to reveal this secret, because her identity as a god-killer would make it easier for her to help him in the dark. If he took the initiative to reveal it, it would mean losing her secret help.

On the contrary, she no longer had the need to keep this secret. If Lu Lingche knew about it, it would not have much impact on her.

"Lu Lingche, I didn't mean to hide my identity from the beginning, and I said I could repair virus-infected videos, but you didn't believe me, and you don't even know what major I studied in university. You can't blame me."

"I don't blame you. I don't blame you. I blame myself for not believing in you and not understanding you."

Lu Lingche said, hugging her tighter: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like that before." Qiao Yin smiled: "It's all over. I was really angry before, but as time goes by, no matter how angry I am, I can't No, you compensated me and saved me, so it’s all offset, so there’s no need to blame yourself.”

Lu Lingche felt very uncomfortable when he heard her say this in a calm tone: "But you haven't really forgiven me, have you? If you really did forgive me, you wouldn't still be thinking about driving me away and driving me away now. Push outward.”

"I really forgive you, but just because I forgive you doesn't mean I have to start over with you. I'm living a good life now. I've come out of the shadow of our divorce and have no plans to get married."

"Okay, if you don't want to get married, don't get married. If you want to be friends, then we can be friends. However, it shouldn't be a problem for friends to spend the night at your hometown, right? You can't drive me away now, right?"

Qiao Yin looked at him hesitantly: "No one has lived in my hometown for a long time, and the conditions are not as good as in the city. I'm afraid you won't get used to it and you won't sleep well."

Lu Lingche smiled bitterly. She didn't know that he couldn't sleep normally without her by his side, right?

"It's not like I've never stayed at your house before. When grandma was recuperating here, wasn't I always with her? There's nothing I'm not used to living at your house."

Lu Lingche said, holding Qiao Yin's hand again and walking towards her home: "It's the end of the year, your grandma and grandma's trip is almost over, right? When grandma comes back, I'm going to thank her properly."

"What do you want to thank grandma for?"

"Thank you for giving me such a good opportunity to get to know you, and thank her for helping me arrange our marriage in the first place."

"Oh? Do you still want to thank grandma? When we got married, it seemed that I was the only one happy, and you were not happy."

"I'm not happy, but I'm not unhappy either, because grandma has already told me to marry you, so I just think getting married is a natural thing."

"Is it logical? At that time, I thought you liked Lan Yuyi, but you couldn't marry her, so you settled for me. Since you can't marry the woman you love most, it doesn't matter who you marry."

Lu Lingche couldn't help but squeezed her hand: "I haven't spoken to her even a few times, so why do you think I like her? Don't I spend a lot of time with you? Apart from you, Haven’t I ever talked to other women?”