"Don't provoke Qiao Yin anymore. She's not like me. She won't tolerate you just because my older brother does. She will fight back, and in the end, you will be the one at a loss."
At the door, Lu Lingche added, "And I don't want to hear you say you like me again. Don't step over the line, I won't betray my brother again."
He then opened the door and left.
This time, Madam Lu and Wen Bilan couldn't stop him.
He quickly headed back to the Corporation with his assistant to handle a myriad of issues.
After the stock market opened, the Corporation's share price continued to drop, with questions and criticism gushing toward Lu Lingche from all directions.
However, he was prepared for this and did not seem emotionally affected.
The wounds on his lips and the hickeys on his neck had completely vanished, leading him to marvel again at how potent Qiao Yin's ointment was.
At ten-thirty in the morning, while Lu Lingche was in a meeting, his mobile vibrated.
