My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 447 - : I Don’t Have Empathy

Chapter 447: Chapter 447: I Don’t Have Empathy

Qiao Yin played dumb: “News is everywhere, how could I not know? Doesn’t President Lu watch the news?”

“I know you’re the one who leaked the news about Lan Ruikang.”

“President Lu, you should have evidence to back up your claims or else this would be defamation.”

“I’ve traced your IP address, want me to show you? How did you know about Lan Ruikang’s affair and secret child? There was no previous hint of this.”

Qiao Yin’s face fell cold, she stared at him without saying a word.

She knew about Lan Ruikang’s affair and had to thank Yang Shan, the date her grandmother set her up with.

Because Yang Shan confessed he got into Lan’s Hospital through connections and mentioned he and Lan Yuyi were mentor-student.

So, Qiao Yin looked up all the students Lan Ruikang had guided over the years.

Then she found out, more than a few of Lan Ruikang’s students were interning in Lan’s Hospital. Ordinary interns receive only a small stipend, yet one intern was an exception.

This intern not only received a high stipend, but she also astonishingly transitioned from an intern to a hospital director’s assistant and then disappeared for four months.

When she resurfaced, she had become a certified doctor at Lan’s Hospital.

Such an exceptional student, Qiao Yin naturally wanted to investigate her.

Upon further investigation, she found out that the female student had disappeared for four months to give birth.

Lan Ruikang had transferred a large amount of his assets to the female student and his child.

This kind of evidence handed on a silver platter, if Qiao Yin didn’t expose it, it would not make any sense.

However, she was unlikely to tell Lu Lingche these things.

“If you don’t want others to know, don’t do it. You men think you could hide your affairs quite well, but it’s actually quite amusing.”

Qiao Yin spoke calmly: “Now that Lan Ruikang and his female student both have children, don’t you think it’s impossible to keep it a secret? There have been rumors in Lan’s Hospital for a while, I heard from others.”

But Lu Lingche wasn’t convinced by her explanation.

If there were rumors in Lan’s Hospital, Lan Yuyi who lived in the hospital couldn’t possibly be unaware of them.

However, he didn’t push the issue much further.

“Before you leak this kind of news next time, you’d better find someone to hide your IP address, otherwise it’s easy to trace.”

Qiao Yin, of course, knew that her IP could be traced; she intentionally didn’t hide it.

She wasn’t afraid of the Lan family finding out she was the one who did this.

If she hid her IP and the Lan and Lu families found out she was the whistleblower, then Lu Lingche would know she had some knowledge about computer networking, and he would suspect her identity.

She didn’t want her cleverness to backfire.

The identity of Godkiller mustn’t be revealed.

Since Lu Lingche has traced her as the whistleblower, there was nothing to hide anymore.

Qiao Yin’s voice turned frigid: “Yes, I am the one who exposed it, so what? Is President Lu here to reprimand me? May I ask what I’ve done wrong?”

“I exposed a man’s affair with his secret child, President Lu, you couldn’t be sympathizing with him, could you?”

“Right, President Lu also has a record of infidelity and a secret child, so you don’t like seeing similar news?”

“I apologize, I can’t help but criticize a good-for-nothing man like that, so I had to expose him. Our society shouldn’t tolerate this kind of unfaithful and family betraying behavior, don’t you think?”

Lu Lingche used to get angry and annoyed when Qiao Yin talked to him in this mocking tone.

But perhaps he had become immune to it, this time, he didn’t feel angry.

He responded indifferently: “I did not come here to reprimand you. I am not sympathizing with anyone either. I do not have the ability to sympathize, you always knew that, didn’t you?”

“Then, why are you here?”

“I came here to negotiate.”

Qiao Yin didn’t understand what he was getting at: “Negotiation? What do you want to negotiate?”