My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 921 - There Arent Many Good Men

Chapter 921: Chapter 921: There Aren’t Many Good Men

Chapter 921: Chapter 921: There Aren’t Many Good Men

It was just a brief message, but Xie Xingchen knew that Lu Lingche was worried he might expose something.

This was also a rare expression of concern from Lu Lingche since he rarely took the initiative to send him messages.

His brows relaxed, and he replied with a smile, “Got it, senior brother. Today wasn’t a big deal, the guys I fought were all style and no substance, so it was an easy win.”

After responding to Lu Lingche’s message, he then checked Lu Yanxi’s.

Seeing that she had sent a whole bunch of rambling messages, he found it somewhat amusing and could only reply, “No worries, it’s all minor stuff, don’t dwell on it.”

Xie Xingchen really didn’t take the bar incident to heart; his own sister stirred up more trouble on a daily basis than Lu Yanxi ever could. He had grown accustomed to it and didn’t think Lu Yanxi was in the wrong, at most she was indulged a bit too much at home and didn’t know how to avoid danger outside—a common problem among girls raised in pampered environments.

Her outfit today was indeed sexy and alluring; the pack of wolves at the bar couldn’t keep their eyes off her, and even Xie Xingchen himself couldn’t help but look at her legs. Her legs were long and straight, easily catching a man’s gaze.

However, some people seemed to know she was from the Lu Family, so no matter how tempting she was, they didn’t dare make a move. Only the half-baked fellows dared to approach her.

However, going to a bar dressed like that was indeed not safe for Lu Yanxi.

It was just because he was there today, but what if he wasn’t? She and Qiao Yin would probably be at a disadvantage.

He shook his head, still unable to restrain himself, and gave Lu Yanxi a few words of caution, “The outside world is complex, full of bad people. Look after yourself, there aren’t many good men out there, it’s better to be wary.”

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The next day, early morning.

Qiao Yin woke up with a splitting headache and an intense thirst, she picked up the cup of water placed on the nightstand and drank it down.

After drinking, she realized that this wasn’t her house but her grandmother’s.

Fragments of memory surged back; she remembered that Lu Lingche had taken her home, but she fell asleep halfway through, and she knew nothing about what happened afterward!

She lifted the quilt and glanced down at her still neatly dressed self.

She was still in the same ink-painting pattern knit outfit she wore yesterday, and her pajamas were set aside, indicating that Lu Lingche had kept to the rules and hadn’t changed her clothes.

But this cup of water by the bed—who could have put it there, was it Lu Lingche?

Last time she woke up, he had Lu Yanxi help her get water, seemingly aware she would be thirsty; he had been attentively caring for her.

Qiao Yin held the cup, slightly dazed and lost in thought.

A knock on the door suddenly came, and as she turned to look, she saw Lu Yanxi with her hair all messy, groggily walking in.

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She looked around to make sure Lu Lingche wasn’t there, sighed with relief, and whispered, “Second Brother left, huh? I thought he still slept with you last night! I was afraid of giving us away, so I came over to check as soon as I woke up.”

Qiao Yin laughed as she looked at Lu Yanxi’s leather jacket and skirt, “Did you also sleep without changing clothes last night?”

Lu Yanxi looked down at herself, and only then realized she had fallen asleep without changing into pajamas; she looked back at Qiao Yin, saw that she hadn’t changed either, and laughed as well, “We’re the same, let’s not laugh at each other!”

Perhaps hearing their conversation, the Old Madam walked in, intending to speak with Qiao Yin, but as soon as she entered her gaze uncontrollably fell on Lu Yanxi.

She frowned, “Yan Xi, what are you wearing? Go change immediately, that outfit is inappropriate! Exposing so much skin, aren’t you afraid of attracting the wrong attention, or catching a cold?!”