Chapter 3 - 3 Chapter 3 Are You Jealous?

3 Chapter 3 Are You Jealous?

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In the early morning, the heavy rain had already stopped.

As Lu Lingche was preparing to leave, a middle-aged woman suddenly walked in from outside and stopped him.

It was Lan Yuyi’s mother, Wen Bilan.

“Lingche, I haven’t seen you for several days, aren’t you avoiding me?”

“No, you’re overthinking, is there anything you need?”

“Oh, nothing much, I just wanted to ask you, would she… be willing to step down? If she doesn’t want to, I can swallow my pride and beg her. What do you think?”

Lu Lingche raised his eyebrows imperceptibly: “She will, you don’t have to kneel.”

Wen Bilan was taken aback: “Is she really willing? Have you spoken to her?”

“Yes, she’s willing.”

Wen Bilan was puzzled. Was Qiao Yin really willing to divorce Lu Lingche?

The Lu family was a top-tier, affluent family. The Shengling Group built by the family was a huge business empire with a market value of up to nine trillion dollars. As the youngest son of the Lu family, Lu Lingche was a high-profile, desired son-in-law.

Moreover, after the accidental death of the eldest son of the Lu family, Lu Lingche became the only heir of the Lu family. Just last month, he took over from his older brother and became the new CEO of Shengling Group, beginning to control the entire business empire.

If it wasn’t for Qiao Yin’s grandmother saving the life of the old madam of the Lu family, who insisted on having her grandson marry Qiao Yin as a token of gratitude, how could a wild girl from a bankrupt family marry into the Lu family?

“Hahaha, if she’s willing, that’s great. So, when do you plan to hold a wedding ceremony with Yuyi? It’s not that I am impatient, it’s just that the child in Yuyi’s belly can’t wait, I think you wouldn’t want your child to be illegitimate, right?”

Lu Lingche felt inexplicably irritable: “We’ll do it as soon as possible. Aunt, you can go upstairs to check on Yuyi. I have things to do at the company, I’ll go first.”

Seeing him trying to leave after only a few sentences, Wen Bilan’s face couldn’t help but darken.

…

Qiao Yin stayed awake all night, feeling terrible in the morning, feeling nauseous and vomiting in the bathroom until tears ran down her face.

As she was vomiting, a voice suddenly rang out: “What’s wrong with you? Are you sick from anger?”

Qiao Yin turned her head and saw that Lu Lingche had returned at some point.

He stood there, cold and upright, looking nobility and handsome.

Qiao Yin rinsed her mouth and replied casually: “I might have eaten something bad last night. I slept well, I’m not angry, so how could I get sick from anger?”

“Then why are your eyes swollen, were you crying?”

Qiao Yin hesitated, then said: “I had a dream. I dreamed of the person I used to have a crush on and cried for him. It wasn’t because of you.”

Lu Lingche’s face darkened: “You still have a crush on someone?”

“Yes, what’s wrong, are you jealous?”

“You’re overthinking!”

Of course, Qiao Yin knew that she was overthinking and quickly changed the subject: “I’m not feeling well, you make breakfast today!”

Lu Lingche coldly said: “Are you ordering me around?”

“Lu Lingche, you don’t like outsiders in the house, so servants only come to clean at set times. I’ve been cooking for you for the three months we’ve been married. Now that I’m not feeling well and asking you to make one breakfast, you don’t want to?”

Lu Lingche frowned at Qiao Yin, he felt that she had changed somehow overnight. She even dared to order him around.

He was silent for a long time before finally going to the kitchen to make breakfast.

The house was eerily quiet; the two ate their meal in silence, without any communication.

It wasn’t until Madam Lu arrived that the silence was broken.

Dressed in a luxurious outfit, Madam Lu took the main seat in the living room as soon as she arrived, her tone carrying a sense of superiority: “Qiao Yin, how is your Qiao family’s case going?”