Lu Shengqing's face showed a helpless and indulgent expression, "Yinyin, you are starting to speak out of anger again. Just because I lied to you once, do you no longer trust me? Lingche treats me as his closest person, and I treat him as my closest person too! He is my brother, the brother whom I've protected since childhood."
"You clearly know that Lu Lingche loves me, and we were married, although we are divorced now, he still loves me. Still, you pretend not to know. Don't you think you are being too excessive?"
"Yinyin, you really misunderstood. Lingche married you to repay a favor. Although you might not like hearing this, Lingche doesn't really love you. You shouldn't deceive yourself anymore."
Qiao Yin did not continue to argue and, looking at Lu Shengqing's face, she suddenly smiled, "You're right; Lu Lingche marrying me was indeed to repay a favor."
