Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

"Hey, CHE is here." Warren smiled, not seeming surprised by his sudden appearance.

Ling Che pulled out the chair next to Qiao Ruyi, sat down casually, and looked at her with a smile while tilting his head.

Qiao Ruyi met his smile and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

She had asked him in the morning if he wanted to come with her, and he said he was waiting for her at the hotel.

Why are you here again suddenly?

"I missed you." Ling Che smiled, not caring about the people sitting next to him. "I wanted to see you right away, so I came here."

He turned and stared at Warren again, "Mr. Warren, you're not as pretty as my wife, but you think you're pretty."

Warren was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "I am discussing the company's affairs with Miss Qiao now. Che, I remember that you are a pauper with nothing now. You are not in a position to interfere in our business affairs now."

Qiao Ruyi didn't like what she heard. She smiled at Warren and said solemnly, "Mr. Warren, you've got something wrong. Ling Che is my husband. We are legally married. What's mine is his. Whether it was, is, or will be, he'll be in charge of the LS Group."

When she said this, she exuded a strong protective desire.

Ling Che gave her everything he had. In theory, he had nothing left.

But they did not divorce, she was still his wife.

Everything she has is also his.

When Ling Che heard her say this, the smile in his eyes deepened.

“These words are so touching.”

These words came from the secretary next to Warren. She looked at Qiao Ruyi with a smile, her eyes full of admiration.

Warren turned to look at her with a smile, "Honey, show Miss Qiao our chips."

Honey?

Qiao Ruyi's eyebrows twitched slightly. Is this such an intimate call?

Isn't she a secretary, but a lover?

Is Warren playing such a trick?

The woman named Honey took out a very thick stack of documents and pushed them in front of Qiao Ruyi. "Ms. Qiao, after reading this, you might consider Mr. Warren's proposal."

Ling Che took a quick glance and immediately reached out to take the stack of documents. He frowned as he looked at Warren, "Why are you showing her this?"

Warren shrugged. "Of course the chips are heavyweight."

The information in front of Qiao Ruyi was taken away, but she still saw the big words at the top - Critical Illness Notice.

Her eyes trembled fiercely, and she raised her hand to take the thick stack of information from Ling Che.

I saw the big words [Patient: Ling Che] at a glance.

Critical illness notice, patient, Ling Che.

There was a thick stack of documents, more than a dozen of which were critical illness notices.

Each one was enough to make Qiao Ruyi's blood rush and his fingers tremble.

Critical illness notices, diagnosis reports...hundreds of medical records, large and small!

It was like an invisible hand grabbed my heart and pulled it down hard.

Qiao Ruyi's whole body trembled in pain, and tears instantly blurred her vision.

"Okay, stop looking."

Ling Che took the tattered things from her hand again and looked at Warren impatiently, "Are you sick?"

"I wonder if these things count as leverage, Miss Qiao?" Warren ignored Ling Che's words and smiled at Qiao Ruyi. "In the past three years, I've saved this man from the clutches of death. He's been in critical condition for over a dozen times, and each time he was nearly dead. He's undergone countless surgeries."

Qiao Ruyi's tears suddenly fell, and she looked at Warren in disbelief, the calmness in her eyes no longer there.

Warren dropped his joke and hugged the woman next to him. "This is all thanks to my wife. She was on vacation when she saw Che landed on the beach and rescued him. But Che was lucky to have landed in the North Atlantic. If he had been even slightly off, my wife wouldn't have been able to find him."

"It's Madam Eighth." Ling Che corrected him.

"Why do you care about me?" Warren was unconvinced. "If my wife wasn't so busy, could she have saved you?"

"That's right." Ling Che nodded in agreement. He still had to thank Warren for having so many wives.

If Warren had not married one woman, he would have died three years ago.

He looked at Qiao Ruyi, who was in tears, and explained softly, "Before the plane exploded, I smelled the smell of ammunition. I jumped out of the plane before it blew up and fell into the Atlantic Ocean."

"Don't make it sound so easy," Warren added. "You suffered internal injuries from the powerful shock of the plane explosion, and then fell from such a high altitude into the Atlantic Ocean. You're barely hanging on by a thread."

"Shut up." Ling Che interrupted him.

"I was on vacation on the North Atlantic coast when I suddenly saw a wave sweep a man onto the beach," Hani said, recalling the events of that day vividly. "He was covered in blood, but he was also very handsome. He didn't look like an ordinary person. Luckily, I'd seen him before and knew his identity."

Hani still feels scared when thinking about the scene at that time.

Qiao Ruyi shed tears and looked at Ling Che with a choked sob, "Why didn't you tell me then?"

Why not tell her and let her take him home.

"Who knows if he can be saved? We've received more than a dozen critical illness notices, and the doctors have all said he might not make it," Warren continued. "He woke up and was hanging on to his last breath, and told us not to tell anyone. If he doesn't make it, wouldn't that be a secondary trauma for you?"

Warren calmly described Ling Che's life-or-death situation, but Qiao Ruyi trembled all over when she heard it.

"When will it be good?" she asked.

"A month ago." Ling Che told her honestly.

"He just woke up a month ago and got out of bed twenty days ago." Warren laughed again, "As soon as he came back to life, he asked me for news about you and checked your status. Knowing you couldn't speak, he was so anxious that he wanted to return to China to find you. But his broken body had just been reassembled, and it was difficult for him to even walk downstairs at that time, so how could he return to China? If he died on the way, I would be responsible."

Warren spoke lightly, but Qiao Ruyi felt breathless and painful when she heard it.

Tears kept falling.

She thought Ling Che had been hiding for the past three years and hadn't come looking for her.

She never thought that he had been seriously injured and bedridden for three years, and had been on the verge of life and death more than a dozen times.

No wonder he plays basketball for rehabilitation.

"Don't cry." Ling Che raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but he couldn't wipe them away. "I'm fine now, don't cry."

He didn't want to say it last night because he was afraid she would be like this.

I didn't expect that Warren would just show these things to her.

He frowned and glanced at Warren, but the other just shrugged and smiled.

Qiao Ruyi looked at him with red eyes, "Then when you met me yesterday..."

"I knew you were coming." Ling Che said, "It wasn't a chance encounter last night."

"Then you pretend not to know me..."

"This idea was my own." Warren laughed awkwardly. "He was worried when he heard you couldn't speak anymore, so I suggested that maybe a little provocation would get you to speak."

This proves that his idea is quite effective.

Warren felt quite proud when he thought of this.

I accidentally did a few good things.