My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Chapter 691 - 691: Who is Your Biological Mother?



Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Who is Your Biological Mother?

“So how did you know we went to the casino?”

“Because I arrived there before you did. My men were watching Chen Yuan and spotted the two of you. I didn’t follow you.”

If it were someone else, Lu Lingche would not have ordered surveillance, after all Chen Yuan was just an unnoticeable middleman, the big fish was the casino’s boss.

However, the problem was that Lu Yanxi’s connection with Chen Yuan was quite significant, it was almost as if her affection was written all over her face.

Lu Lingche of course couldn’t let her be deceived, and if Chen Yuan ever pulled her into gambling, the consequences were unthinkable. That’s why he had Chen Yuan watched.

“So what do you plan to do with Chen Yuan?”

“I don’t have the time to deal with him. I have already handed the casino over to the police, it’s not even my place to deal with it. Call it a waste of time and effort, if it weren’t for them operating under the Lu family’s name, I wouldn’t have investigated.”

Since it was handed over to the police, Qiao Yin was relieved.

Chen Yuan’s problem was neither a big one nor a small one, so the penalty wouldn’t be too severe. Lu Yanxi might feel slightly better knowing this.

His company wouldn’t be able to continue going, he wouldn’t be able to harm anyone in the future.

Only uncertain about when he would be able to repay the money he owed Lu Yanxi.

As Qiao Yin pondered this, she inadvertently caught sight of Lu Lingche’s hands resting on the steering wheel.

His hands were quite attractive, with long slender fingers and neatly trimmed nails, except there were one or two faint scars on both his hands.

She was reminded of the hands of number 517. Lu Lingche, a favored son of heaven, bore slight scars from wounds on his hands, yet 517 had none; she wondered who he really was that he managed to keep his hands so well-maintained.

On a whim, Qiao Yin asked Lu Lingche: “How did you get the scars on your hands?”

Lu Lingche wasn’t expecting her to ask that, he chuckled lightly: “Why? Are you worried about me?”

She used to worry about him in the past.

But now—

She spoke indifferently: “No, there’s nothing to worry about.”

“So, you’re disgusted by me?”

“I was just asking casually, if you don’t want to answer, then never mind.”

Lu Lingche glanced at his own hands and said in a somber tone: “I don’t even remember how these scars came about. I might have gotten them during a fight, when I fell, or possibly from Madam Lu who pretended to be my real mother.”

“When I was a child, she had a habit of physically punishing me. Once, she struck my face with a branch she’d cut from the garden. I used my hand to block it. The scar on my right hand is probably left over from that time.”

“Before I knew she wasn’t my real mother, I thought she was punishing me for my own good. After all, I wasn’t exactly a good child growing up, so even though I was angry, I didn’t resist much.”

Qiao Yin felt a twinge of discomfort hearing this.

She had always thought that Madam Lu just favored her elder son and thus neglected Lu Lingche. It had never crossed her mind that Madam Lu wasn’t Lu Lingche’s biological mother.

She couldn’t help but wonder about all the unfair treatment he might have received and all the losses he might have suffered under Madam Lu’s rule growing up.

Even in this situation, she still can’t stop herself from being concerned about him.

Her voice became strained: “Who is your real mother? Do you know? Why didn’t she raise you herself, instead leaving you with Madam Lu? Didn’t she know how hard it would be for you living under a stepmother?”

Actually, Qiao Yin wanted to ask this when he first mentioned that Madam Lu wasn’t his real mom. However, she was afraid he’d realize that she cared for him, that she liked him.

But now, she didn’t care about those things anymore. It doesn’t matter what he thinks.

However, Lu Lingche could tell that Qiao Yin’s tone had changed. He chuckled, grasped Qiao Yin’s hand, and spoke with a dismissive tone: “I’m still looking. However, there’s a high possibility she’s already dead. I mean, there’s been no news all these years. If she’s alive but has never looked for me, then I might as well consider her dead.”

He was originally a person distant in his affections. Even before he knew the truth about Madam Lu, he wasn’t particularly filial.

As for Lu Mingzhen, even though he was his biological father, Lu Lingche treated him with the same indifference.


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