My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 1293: Don’t You Deserve to be Kicked?

Did Lu Mingzhen have such treatment? Probably not!

Lu Lingche was notoriously indifferent and arrogant, looking down on everyone. When you talked to him, he’d often ignore you—let alone how indifferent he was that asking him to serve someone a meal was harder than reaching the heavens!

Was there something he didn’t know that had happened?

Qiao Haidong returned home, his mind full of question marks, and saw Qiao Jiasen actually cooking in the kitchen. He quickly snatched the spatula from his hand, "Oh my god, my ancestor, what are you doing? Does our family need you to cook? Where’s your mom?"

"She went out to play cards."

"She really is something, going out to play cards and leaving her child to cook. I’ll talk to her later! You go out, I’ll cook the meal."

Qiao Jiasen didn’t listen to him and continued preparing the next dish on his own.

As Qiao Haidong cooked, he became mournfully reflective, "Back when Dad’s company was still around, how could we ever have you doing such work? You were the pampered young master I worked so hard to raise, but now you have to cook for yourself, too. It’s all Dad’s fault for not being capable enough; I’m sorry, Jiasen, I’ve let you suffer!"

His voice was filled with sorrow, to the point where even his eyes reddened; it was a sight that could bring tears to the beholders and sorrow to the listeners.

However, Qiao Jiasen remained unmoved, not even sparing him a glance.

Cooking a meal, what kind of suffering was that?

Indeed, their family’s situation had been quite good, and he had been the little young master for over a decade, but from the moment their family’s company went bankrupt, he never considered himself a young master again.

He could be a young master, but he could also endure hardships and had even secretly found odd jobs, like carrying goods and working for other people’s supermarkets.

Now he was undergoing the harshest training in the organization, day after day.

Glancing back at Qiao Haidong, who was so busy mourning that he forgot about the cooking, he spoke up with a hint of speechlessness to remind him, "Focus on the cooking, don’t burn it."

The shredded potatoes he’d finally managed to cut, he certainly didn’t want to eat burned for lunch.

"Ah ah, sure, don’t worry, Dad knows how to cook!"

As Qiao Haidong said this, he added some water to the pan.

Then he began to lament again, "These past days, I’ve been preparing for the new company, and I didn’t even have a proper New Year. Starting a company is simply too hard nowadays, especially since I’m seriously short of money, which makes it even tougher. If only someone would be willing to help me; it’s just my bad luck, having no one to support me!"

Qiao Jiasen’s tone was not very pleasant, "Didn’t I tell you to stop starting companies? Why don’t you listen? You’re still preparing? Where did you get the money to prepare?"

Qiao Haidong dared not tell his son that he had borrowed another million. Otherwise, that money would surely be returned immediately by his son.

All he could do was to say, "Isn’t it because I have no money to prepare? Today, I was going to borrow money from Qiao Yin, but not only did she refuse to lend to me, she also kicked me hard! It’s infuriating!"

Finally, Qiao Jiasen reacted. He turned sharply towards Qiao Haidong, his volume raising by two levels, "You went to borrow money from Qiao Yin again?! Who allowed you to do that? Are you not content unless you’re causing her trouble?"

"No, son, don’t get angry, the point isn’t that I asked her for money, but that she kicked me! If it weren’t for the thick pants I was wearing, she could have broken my leg with that kick!"

Qiao Jiasen glared at him coldly, "Deserved it, didn’t you? You clearly know she’s not your biological daughter, and you are very aware that you haven’t raised her a single day. It was enough to leech off her in the past and spend her money, but now you even have the face to ask her for more? I think she was too light on you. If it were me, I would have thrown you down from the stairs!"

Qiao Haidong found his son’s words offensive, "Why do you always side with her and not with me? I am your father, and she is only your sister in name, there’s no blood relation between you two! Was she easy on me when she kicked? My leg is all bruised!"

"You know there’s no blood relation between her and me? Then do you have blood relation with her? You exploited her time and again for money from Lu Lingche, and even forced her to have an abortion just to get money from Lu Lingche’s mother!"

Qiao Jiasen’s expression grew colder as he spoke, "Where do you get the face to ask her for money?"