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

Qiao Yin knew.

But she didn't know it was so serious.

She didn't know to what extent the medicinal materials were moldy. She thought that Qiao Haidong was still trying to sell them, at least some of the medicinal materials were good, and only a small part of them were moldy.

After all, in fact, medicinal materials are only sold after they are dried in the sun, and it is not particularly difficult to preserve dried medicinal materials, and mold is only a special case.

It turned out that it was all moldy.

In this situation, it is impossible for anyone to accept it. Qiao Haidong is too worthless, and he cheated on her again.

Seeing her silence, Lu Lingche knew that she knew the general situation of the medicinal materials: "Qiao Haidong's medicinal materials were bought with problems. He was tricked by someone. Did he tell you who sold them to him?"

"He didn't say who he bought it from, only that the middleman who introduced him to buy the medicinal materials was an acquaintance."

"Would you like me to check it out?"

This time, Qiao Yin was silent for a longer time.

"Joe Yin, talk."

"Why do you want to help? We had a lot of quarrel today, and I slapped you."

"Because it was my fault. I shouldn't question the child. I know the child is mine."

"Then you still come to ask me? Are you sick?"

"I didn't go there for no reason. Didn't I ask you how far you and Dongfang Mu have developed, but you refused to tell me. My dad knows that you and Dongfang Mu are getting close. He told me Yes, the child you are carrying is not mine, I don’t know where he heard the news, anyway, stay away from Dongfangmu from now on!”

Qiao Yin was very angry when she heard it: "Your father heard the rumors and went to ask you, so you came to ask me?"

"Others don't know about us, don't you yourself?"

"Why don't you explain it to your dad for me? Why don't you just tell him that the child is yours?"

"Can you die if you say a few words for me?"

This time it was Lu Lingche's turn to be silent.

In fact, he himself didn't know why he went to block her at the gate of her community, and he didn't know why he asked that kind of question.

He felt like everything was spiraling out of control.

After a long time, he said: "Next time, don't slap your face. I can't see people if it's swollen. You can hit another place."

Qiao Yin was still very angry: "You deserve it, you are so powerful, why don't you hide if you can hide?"

Because Lu Lingche felt that he deserved that slap.

Hearing her voice, his heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He wants to see her.

"Joe Yin."

"What?"

"Can you come tonight?"

Qiao Yin almost thought she heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"Can you come?"

"Of course not! You're dreaming, why am I going to your house in the middle of the night? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Then I'll go to your house."

"not welcome!"

After Qiao Yin finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

She sat on the bed sulking.

Lu Lingche is such a jerk, he would ask her to go if he had a physical need, and he didn't care if there was a quarrel today or not.

She slapped him too rarely!

And after Lu Lingche finished calling her, he was no longer able to devote himself to work.

He felt as if he was splitting.

Rationally, he knew that he and Qiao Yin had divorced, and he didn't want to get entangled with her anymore.

But he kept going against his own reason in actions.

There is a shogi on the desk, next to the big shogi, there is a little Joe.

After he brought it back from the villa at home last time, it was placed on the desk.

He picked up the chess piece, gently stroked Qiao Yin's engraved surname with his fingers, and his congested heart finally felt better.

Now, he knew better than anyone else that he actually wanted to get close to her.

Otherwise he wouldn't go to her again and again.

But every time he went to find her, he would screw things up and push her further and further away.

The bookshelf on the side has been filled with a row of horror novels by the assistant.

He stood up, took one from the bookshelf, and took it back to the bedroom.

He can't sleep anyway, let's read a horror novel.

Next time you see her, tell her about it.

She should like it.