My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

8 Chapter 8: White Moonlight Lan Yuyi

Translator: 549690339

Qiao Yin’s face turned pale with rage, “I’ve said I’m going to divorce him, how can you still ask me to get money from him?!”

“Fine, if you won’t ask him, I’ll go and borrow from the Lu family again. If I kneel down before Madame Lu this time, I refuse to believe I won’t get a loan! If you don’t want me to embarrass you, find a way to pay for your brother’s tuition and living expenses!”

After Qiao Haidong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

She held her mobile phone, staring blankly out of the window.

She was really broke. The Qiao family’s bankruptcy wasn’t something that happened overnight, all the money had long been taken by her father.

The sickness in her stomach returned. The nauseous feeling she’d had when she woke up came back.

She probably ate too much in the morning.

In order to act normal in front of Lu Lingche, she forced herself to eat more for breakfast.

After drinking a glass of water and suppressing the nausea, Qiao Yin dialed her former boss’s number.

As soon as the call was answered, a surprised voice came from the other side, “Qiao Yin, you finally called me. So, have you made up your mind? Are you ready to come back to work?”

“Manager Yan, I’m willing to return to work. Thank you for not giving up on me.”

“You’re capable, of course I’d want you to come back. Who else could solve my problems? You’re someone who can tackle tough tasks; I value talent.”

“Then it’s settled. I’ll return to work tomorrow.”

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yin sighed with relief.

Her boss had been asking her to return to work before and she had refused. Now that he still wants her back, she felt some gratitude. Finally, something was going right.

Qiao Yin was action-oriented. As soon as she decided to return to work, she took it seriously.

She went upstairs and started packing her clothes, preparing to move out. She had a small flat of her own, not far from the company. The villa here was too far from the company, it was inconvenient for commuting.

Madam Lu didn’t want her to live in this villa. She actually didn’t want to stay here either, as seeing Lu Lingche every day was a form of torture for her.

At noon, as Qiao Yin was dragging her suitcase downstairs, the living room door was suddenly pushed open.

Lan Yuyi was wearing a light pink loose dress, white flat shoes, and light makeup on her black hair. She looked weak and soft. The dress was cleverly designed to conceal her slightly protruding stomach. She didn’t look like a pregnant woman, but more like a college freshman.

Qiao Yin was taken aback, what was she here for?

Lan Yuyi gave her a gentle smile, her voice was also soft, “Miss Qiao, why are you dragging a suitcase? Where are you going?”

Qiao Yin’s voice was somewhat faint: “Doesn’t Miss Lan know the reason? Why are you asking me?”

Lan Yuyi lowered her head immediately, a look of guilt on her face, she stuttered, “I’m sorry, Miss Qiao, I don’t know how things have turned out like this. You…you don’t have to move out, you can continue living here.”

“Although it’s a bit hard to say, I still want to explain to you… This whole thing… It was a misunderstanding. Lingche was drunk that day, I did reject him, but as you know, there’s such a huge strength difference between men and women, I was helpless.”

“I really didn’t intend to ruin your relationship, but now that I’m pregnant, no matter what, this is a small life, I couldn’t just erase it cruelly. Lingche insisted on keeping the baby, even Madam Lu… I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, it’s all my fault, you can yell at me.”