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Chapter 579: 579: Lu Lingche, Have You Learned to Play the Victim Now?
Chapter 579: 579: Lu Lingche, Have You Learned to Play the Victim Now?
Chapter 579: Lu Lingche, Have You Learned to Play the Victim Now?
Thoughts rummaging in Qiao Yin’s mind, she couldn’t help but ask him, “So, who is your biological mother?”
“I’m not sure. I’m still investigating.”
“Do your dad and Madam Lu know you’re aware of this?”
“They don’t know yet. Madam Lu, who has pretended to be my mother for more than twenty years, still acts the part every day. I just want to see how far she can carry this act, and until when.”
As he spoke, Lu Lingche revealed a sarcastic smile. “In fact, she’s been doing quite a good job pretending. There was punishment and concern, sometimes she was even kinder to me than my dad. She did appear exactly like an ordinary mother.”
“So I thought she was just biased toward my older brother because he was obedient and sensible. It never crossed my mind that my brother and I were intrinsically different. I’m the child of my father and another woman. How could she genuinely care for me?”
“Now that I know the truth, looking back at her previous actions, I realize she has been intentionally tormenting and belittling me. I lived in darkness for quite some time, consumed by self-doubt.”
Hearing these words, a wave of compassion stirred within Qiao Yin again.
Damn it, why did she have to feel sorry for him again!
When could she completely get rid of this annoying habit of hers!
Moreover, what happened to Lu Lingche? He has changed so much and now he even vents his miseries to her?
No matter how aggrieved he was in the past, he never uttered a word, even when he was wronged, he never tried to justify himself and always allowed others to misunderstand him.
Qiao Yin, with these thoughts considered, looked up at him with doubt: “Lu Lingche, have you learnt to play the victim now? Don’t tell me… Your soul has really been replaced?”
“This is not playing the victim. I’m just chatting with you. Don’t misinterpret.”
Lu Lingche’s voice was indifferent, his gaze carried a touch of faint amusement: “How could a medical professional like you believe in ghosts and spirits? If I had changed my soul, would I still come looking for you?”
“Or, why don’t you go get a check-up at the hospital? I think there’s something off about your brain.”
“Alright, I’ll register at your hospital, and you can examine me.”
“I’m not a neurologist, let someone else look at you. I have patients to treat. I’ll take my leave.”
Qiao Yin forcefully broke free from his hold and headed towards the hospital lobby.
After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned to look back: “Does Qiao Lainan’s matter have anything to do with you?”
Lu Lingche gazed back at her indifferently, “What about her?”
“Her marriage.”
“What’s her marriage got to do with me? Are you suggesting her to marry me? Isn’t it that you got jealous and angry just because she brewed a cup of tea for me in my office?”
“I wasn’t jealous. If you like her brewing your tea, go ahead. It has nothing to do with me.”
Qiao Yin didn’t really care about who Qiao Lainan was marrying, but it just seemed too much of a coincidence.
After considering, she finally reminded him: “President Lu, you should pay more attention to your diet in the future. Otherwise, sheep like you are easy prey. If someone drugs you, you with your muddled brain wouldn’t put up much of a fight. If they then claim to have slept with you and gotten pregnant, you’d probably believe them, causing endless trouble.”
Lu Lingche quietly observed her, “Are you concerned for me? Afraid I’ll be schemed against again?”
“It’s not about concern. I don’t want to be dragged into any more of your disputes. Let me be clear – Qiao Haidong is likely to plot against you. If you fall into his trap, don’t blame me for not warning you. When you seek revenge, remember to find him, not me.”
“Qiao Haidong?”
Lu Lingche gave a faint smile: “He’s in no position to play me. If anyone could, it would probably be you. After all, I wouldn’t see it coming if you were to scheme against me.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, President Lu. Why would I waste my time scheming against you? I don’t have time for such frivolous activities.”
Having said that, Qiao Yin turned and left.
When she arrived at her office, she changed into her white lab coat and packed up her acupuncture toolkit before heading to the fifth floor.
The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she saw a figure standing outside room 517 in the ward. It was Lu Lingche, who had just been giving her a hard time.