My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce

Chapter 470: Sunflower Identification

“Why are you suddenly giving me this? You never gave me anything before, and now you are giving me a gift after our divorce, and you expect me to believe there’s no ulterior motive?”

Lu Lingche was silent.

Indeed, it seemed he had never given her any gifts before.

After a while, he replied, “It’s to congratulate you on the opening of your medical clinic.”

“I don’t need any gifts, please take it back.”

Qiao Yin then forcibly stuffed the sunflower back into Lu Lingche’s hand.

Lu Lingche’s gaze darkened, “You accept roses from Dongfang Mu, but not my sunflower? And you still claim you don’t like him?”

“How can you even compare yourself to him? He is my boss and he pays my salary, not to mention takes good care of me. You, on the other hand, divorced me for another woman.”

Lu Lingche gritted his teeth, “Yes, I was the one who initially suggested the divorce, but in the end, it was you who wanted out!”

“What’s the point of bringing this up now? It’s already late and I want to rest. Please leave.”

“I won’t leave, I’ll sleep here tonight!”

“If you refuse to leave, I will stay awake all night, and then I’ll stick needles all over you. I’ll make sure it hurts.”

Lu Lingche stared at her for a while, and seeing her determination, finally let her go.

She was really capable of that.

To avoid becoming a pincushion, it would be best to leave!

He stuffed the sunflower back into her hand and walked out of the room.

Just before closing the door, he said in a low voice, “I married you not because of my grandmother’s insistence.”

After he left, Qiao Yin stood there holding the heavy sunflower, stunned.

What did he mean by that?

What did he mean when he said he didn’t marry her just because his grandmother insisted? Other than this reason, was there another one?

Could it be that he married her because he liked her?

That’s ridiculous!

It was clear he married her because his grandmother insisted!

It took a while before Qiao Yin went back to her computer.

She turned on the desk lamp, lowered her head, and observed the shining sunflower in her hand.

What a miser! Here he was, so wealthy, and all he gave her was a gold-plated item. Furthermore, he told her not to sell it.

Who would buy this thing anyway? Nobody would want it!

But, him suddenly giving her a gift definitely meant he was up to no good. Perhaps there was some catch to this sunflower – maybe it was filled with spy cameras, or it contained some toxic metal substance.

Early the next morning, after dropping her grandmother off at the clinic, Qiao Yin made her way to a jewelry store. Pretending to check the authenticity of the gold, she handed over the sunflower.

Half an hour later, after paying an identification fee of 500 yuan, Qiao Yin stepped out of the jewelry store with the sunflower.

Not until she got in her car did she believe what had just happened.

The jeweler had confirmed that the sunflower was made of pure gold, completely solid, weighing 2kg, and contained no harmful substances.

According to current gold prices, the sunflower Lu Lingche gave her was worth one million!

Has he lost his mind?

Giving her such an expensive flower.

Last night he said it was only gold-plated!

Did he deceive her on purpose? Was he afraid she would sell it if she knew it was real gold?

Or, did he give it to her by mistake?

Last night, she thought of it as gold-plated and despised his stinginess, even finding the sunflower unattractive.

Today, knowing that it’s made of real gold, she found it beautiful no matter how she looked at it.

The layered petals were very nice to look at, the leaves looked beautiful as they stretched out, and even the little bee on the petal, made of pure gold, looked extremely cute and delightful.

Qiao Yin couldn’t help but touch the lifelike little bee, laughing, “Whether your former owner deceived me, or made a mistake, now you’re mine! There’s no way I’m giving you back.”

Accepting his million-yuan flower was right. He owes her after all!

As for whether she sells it or not, that’s her decision. If she’s ever in need of money, of course she should sell it.