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

Chapter 11 You Are Too Kind

After Lu Lingche finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Qiao Yin sat there, her hand holding the phone slowly dropped.

She laughed and cried, went to the hospital, the main task was to apologize to Lan Yuyi, the divorce was just a matter of passing.

To her, divorce was a big deal, but to Lu Lingche, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Half an hour later, Qiao Yin arrived at the hospital.

In any case, Lan Yuyi had a miscarriage, which had a direct relationship with her, and she really needed to apologize-it was a life after all.

Divorce is also necessary, and it would be a relief for her to end with Lu Lingche sooner.

In the ward.

Lan Yuyi was lying on the bed with a pale face, accompanied by Lu Lingche, and beside her was a middle-aged woman who was dressed very luxuriously.

Qiao Yin knew her, she was Lan Yuyi's mother, Wen Zhenli.

Wen Zhenli rushed over as soon as she saw her enter the door: "Qiao Yin, are you trying to kill my daughter and the child in her belly! Why are you so vicious, I will fight with you!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to slap Qiao Yin in the face.

Before Qiao Yin could react, Lu Lingche stood in front of her.

He grabbed Wen Zhenli's wrist and pushed her back: "Mrs. Lan, please calm down."

Qiao Yin looked at the tall and straight figure standing in front of her, and then looked away again.

She thought that he would scold her when he yelled so fiercely on the phone, but it was a surprise that he would protect her.

However, she wouldn't pretend that Lu Lingche liked her, he did it for his own face, after all, he hadn't divorced yet, and if his wife was slapped, he would be ashamed.

Seeing that she was stopped, Wen Zhenli cried out immediately: "Ling Che, why are you still protecting this vicious woman? She almost killed Xiaoyi, and the child in Xiaoyi's belly was almost lost. Let me teach you a lesson." Can't she do it? My poor daughter!"

Qiao Yin keenly caught the key words, she was slightly taken aback: "Mr. Lu, didn't you say that she had a miscarriage?"

Lu Lingche turned to look at her, and said flatly, "I've saved it again."

Wen Zhenli was still crying: "Qiao Yin, what do you mean, you are looking forward to my daughter's miscarriage, right? Your heart is too dark, thanks to our Lan's family running a hospital, we found the best doctor and worked hard Keep this child, or your plot will really succeed!"

Lan Yuyi struggled to sit up, her voice was weak: "Mom, Ling Che, don't blame Miss Qiao, she just made me a cup of tea, and she also entertained me out of kindness."

She never mentioned Qiao Yin's spit on her, but just said good things for Qiao Yin. Her gentle and demure appearance made it easy to have a good impression of her.

Wen Zhenli, however, had a look of resentment: "She will have good intentions? Pregnancy is not suitable for drinking tea, and she made it clear that she wanted you to have an abortion! She also intentionally disgusted you and vomited on you. You have grown up since childhood, When did you ever suffer this kind of grievance? Xiaoyi, you are too kind and innocent, you think others are so beautiful, sooner or later you will be killed by your kindness!"

Qiao Yin came out from behind Lu Lingche and looked straight at Lan Yuyi: "Miss Lan, why didn't you say that you insisted on letting me make tea for you? If I don't make tea for you, just stop me." Let me go."

Lan Yuyi looked at a loss: "Miss Qiao, what are you talking about? Didn't you insist on making tea for me?"

(End of this chapter)