Qiao Yin staggered a bit as he pulled her into him, bumping into his firm chest, the pain nearly brought her to tears.
She quickly explained, "I didn't mean to delete the video. The surveillance video is blurry and seems to be infected with a virus. I was just trying to remove the virus. Let me go."
Lu Lingche released her, studying her with probing eyes for a long moment before he spoke in a dismissive tone, "Yuanshan had people look into it. Even the experts couldn't recover it."
But Qiao Yin looked at him resolutely, "I can recover it."
Lu Lingche suddenly laughed, "Don't joke, Qiao Yin. Since when are you this talented, even more so than the experts? We're getting a divorce, you really don't need to act as if you know or can do everything in front of me. Aren't you tired?"
Qiao Yin stared at him, taken aback.
He rarely smiled, but now, it was like a melting iceberg, making her heart thump wildly again.