My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 1280: My Surname is Lu, But I Can’t Get a Penny from the Lu Family

At this moment, Lu Lingche was indeed stunned.

He never cared whether his older brother was his biological sibling, because he believed that the kindness shown by his brother, even without blood ties, was real, and so was their brotherly affection through all these years.

But now, he hadn’t expected that all that kindness was fake?

Compared to him, the brother his older brother truly cherished was actually Qi Wei’s son, Qi Zijian?

Lu Lingche felt like something was stuck in his throat, struggling to accept it: "Big brother, is everything Dad said true? Have you never really considered me as your brother?"

"That’s not it, Lingche!"

Lu Shengqing regained his senses and hastily said, "I did help Qi Zijian, but only because he was so incapable. His company was tricked, and I couldn’t bear to see it, so I introduced a group project for him to handle. I just thought that it was a simple gesture for me, and the group wouldn’t lose anything!"

Lu Lingche slowly exhaled, his voice laced with an inexplicable emotion, "Then why didn’t you introduce a project to me as simply as lifting a hand when I was starting my company with no funds and no clients? When I couldn’t even afford to rent an office in the beginning, why didn’t you offer me one of the empty offices from the group?"

"Lingche, I knew you were capable and your pride strong, you definitely would not have wanted my help, that’s why I didn’t offer! If I had known you were struggling, knew you needed my help, how could I possibly not have helped you?"

Lu Lingche’s tone became cold, "If that’s the case, then big brother should also gift me a villa and a yacht worth seven hundred million. I’m going to marry Qiao Yin, and you didn’t give anything the last time we married, so this time, you can make up for it."

Lu Shengqing’s words got stuck in his throat, unable to come out: "Lingche, you... you’re marrying Qiao Yin?"

"What’s the matter, is it not possible? Or does big brother not want to part with seven hundred million?"

"No, how could I not want to give you what you want? I’ll give you anything, it’s just that right now, I don’t really have any money on hand."

"How could big brother not have any money? Didn’t Dad give you shares in the group? You get at least five or six hundred million in dividends every year, not to mention the other family properties, all have been handed to you too. Have you spent all that money?"

"Indeed I have spent it, Lingche, you know, I entertain a lot, often dining with business partners, and I have to give out gifts frequently, so my expenses are high, so..."

"Aren’t all those expenses charged to the company accounts? Does big brother take me for a fool? Do you think I don’t understand these basic things?"

Lu Lingche suddenly revealed a mocking smile, "Or is it that the money you get from the company every year all goes to the Qi family and the Yao family? Because my surname is Lu, you won’t give it to me?"

He looked at his "good" big brother, then at his "good" father, and said sarcastically, "It’s laughable really. If this gets out, others may not believe that someone surnamed Lu doesn’t get a penny from the Lu family." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"How about this, I might as well not carry the Lu surname either. Grandma, I’ll take your surname, or else I might as well take Qiao Yin’s, at least she’s truly kind to me."

He told a joke colder than cold; nobody could laugh.

The Old Madam’s face was tense, remaining silent as she looked coldly at Lu Shengqing and Yao Suhe.

And Lu Shengqing opened his mouth but couldn’t say anything.

For all his eloquence, he was completely unable to defend himself now.

Because on closer consideration, he realized he had indeed never helped Lu Lingche with his career, nor had he ever bought him anything!

His kindness to Lu Lingche was limited to inquiries about his wellbeing on a daily basis or covering for him when he got into trouble.

Or maybe sharing some good food with him.

As a child, Lu Lingche was so grateful for half a chocolate bar or half a cookie, and as an adult, whenever his father scolded him, Lu Lingche felt Lu Shengqing was the kindest person in the world if he just said a few supportive words by his side.

Lu Lingche’s easy contentment had led Lu Shengqing to really not take him seriously.

Lu Mingzhen covered his chest, the bitter sweetness in his throat he couldn’t suppress anymore, as he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puh".