Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

She thought that after three years of their marriage, she had been singing a one-man show.

Every time she thinks about Tong Yaoyao just waking up, the fact that he wants to divorce her is like a thorn pricking her. Even though he has long hated Tong Yaoyao, she still has it in her heart.

Now he said that he had fallen in love with her a long time ago, but he didn't know it.

Ye Mian turned her head to the side, looked at his cool and handsome profile through her blurred vision, and recalled those days when she was an assistant by his side.

It turned out that her meticulous care and care for him echoed in him.

Qiao Zhanbei frowned slightly when he saw her tearful face, "A little heartless one knows how to be moved."

Thinking of her insisting on divorcing him during that time, he also felt uncomfortable. However, that was all in the past. Now that she loves him, he is very content.

"I--"

"During the divorce, I deliberately used Gu Ye's rescue of you as an issue, and I also intentionally hurt you. I believe you have nothing to do with him." Qiao Zhanbei interrupted Ye Mian's confession, and took a tissue to help her. She wipes away tears.

Mentioning this incident, Ye Mian got angry at him again, "You also said that there is an element of obsession in that medicine."

"Actually, I didn't have anyone test the ingredients of that medicine at all, I said that on purpose." Qiao Zhanbei smiled lightly.

Thinking of when she was pregnant, she was worried, afraid that the baby would be deformed, and she was more at ease during the abnormality examination. Ye Mian clenched her fists and beat his arm with hatred, she was really mad at him.

Qiao Zhanbei didn't dodge either. He was very relieved when he remembered that she didn't believe that he would divorce her.

It was really nothing to do, so I thought of using the marriage to deceive her.

Ye Mian was tired from beating her hands, so she stopped and stared at him lovingly and angrily.

"Calm down?" Qiao Zhanbei looked at her puffy look, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at her, his eyes became more and more intense, as if he wanted to see her into his eyes, body, and blood.

The man tightened his grip on her waist again, with great force, wishing he could just keep holding her like this and never let go.

Ye Mian clearly felt his sudden strong emotion.

With his chin resting on the top of her hair, he complained to her in a low and magnetic voice: "I went to Suzhou City to look for you several times, but I couldn't find you anyway. You are too cruel to give me any news."

While talking, Qiao Zhanbei hugged her even tighter, and Ye Mian felt that he was about to have difficulty breathing.

She didn't know that at this time, Qiao Zhanbei was immersed in the fear of losing her. In the past half a year, he had to take sleeping pills to fall asleep.

"Qiao Zhanbei, let go of me, I have something to tell you." She gasped and struggled.

Qiao Zhanbei suddenly recovered from his out-of-control emotions, and he quickly let go of the iron arms that were holding her tightly.

It's okay, he will never let her leave him again.

Qiao Zhanbei comforted himself in his heart.

"What do you want to tell me? Promise to remarry? I just want to hear this." He looked down at her and said seriously.

Ye Mian smiled knowingly, "It's something that surprises you even more than remarriage."

Qiao Zhanbei raised his eyebrows, "No, nothing is more important than remarriage."

"Qiao Qiao!" Ye Mian looked at the little figure who had just climbed up the stairs, and waved at her.

Qiao Zhanbei looked over.

Little Qiaoqiao had just taken a shower, her long hair was blow-dried and loose, wearing a headband, revealing her full and white forehead.

She was dressed in black and white.

White puff sleeves, a small shirt with a ruffled collar, two rows of buttons on the front of the placket, a black pleated skirt on the lower body, and black leather shoes.

There was no expression on her pink and jade-carved little face.

She walked towards this side without haste, calm and calm, as if she had stepped out of a Korean drama, the aloof little princess of the chaebol family.

At first glance, Qiao Zhanbei was attracted by the nobility exuding from this little man.

He wondered if it was someone's child from the Jin family.

Right after they divorced, he immediately learned that Ye Mian was actually the eldest granddaughter of the Jin family, and that he had provided her DNA data to the public security database in order to help her find her family.

Qiao Qiao walked to her mother, her eyes fell on Qiao Zhanbei's hand, she was very unhappy that he was hugging her mother intimately, the little man who seldom acted like a baby, opened his arms to her mother, wanting to hug her.

Ye Mian was so flattered, she broke away from Qiao Zhanbei's arms, moved aside, and hugged the little baby in her arms.

"Whose little girl's movie is this? She's quite strong, and dares to steal my wife." Qiao Zhanbei and Xiao Qiaoqiao looked at each other, and he said with a smile that was not a smile.

Little Qiaoqiao glanced at Qiao Zhanbei lightly with her big clear eyes, not at all disturbed by his powerful aura.

"Her name is Qiao Qiao, whose child do you think is it?" Ye Mian looked at Qiao Zhanbei, holding back tears, and asked with a smile.

Qiao Zhanbei was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.

"Qiao Qiao, who is he? Mom told you before." Ye Mian smelled the milky fragrance on her daughter's body, pointed at the man beside her, and asked her.

"Qiao Zhanbei." Little Qiao Qiao answered clearly, cherishing words like gold.

Mother?

Qiao Zhanbei caught the word "Mom" in Ye Mian's mouth, and he suddenly looked at her with burning eyes.

"Who are you, Qiao Zhanbei?" Ye Mian asked softly. After she finished speaking, her nose turned sour, her eyes were moist and hot, and she looked at Qiao Zhanbei.

dad.

Little Qiaoqiao answered in her heart.

But thinking of him playing Linna Belle, he was very childish, she didn't want to call him "Daddy".

"Good baby, call me Daddy." Ye Mian coaxed softly.

Little Qiaoqiao shook her head proudly.

At this time, Qiao Zhanbei sat there motionless like a statue, with his legs crossed, staring at Ye Mian blankly.

After a while, he asked, "You, what did you just say?"

Ye Mian choked up her throat, her eyes filled with resentment, "Qiao Zhanbei, Qiao Qiao is my daughter, our daughter is just one year old this year."

The dog man actually thought that she would really have a child with Xu Mobai.

their daughter.

Qiao Zhanbei's Adam's apple rolled, his expression was still dazed, and his eyes fell on the little man in her arms.

She looks cold, not like her at all.

This is actually his own daughter?

So, her child is actually this, Nuan Nuan is fake, and Qiao Qiao is her and his child.

The blood in Qiao Zhanbei's body was surging, his eye sockets were getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't help swallowing his muddy throat.

Seeing him so excited that he couldn't speak, his eyes were red, Ye Mian felt sorry for him.

"Xiao Xiaomian is what you miss so much, but Qiao Qiao's temperament doesn't follow me, but follows you." She said with a smile.

At first, she was worried that Qiao Qiao was withdrawn and would have autism or something. She took her to see many child psychologists, and they all said it was normal.

It was only later that she realized that the little man was a miniature version of Qiao Zhanbei.

"Yes, she has the temperament of the little princess of the Qiao family." Qiao Zhanbei finally recovered from the shock and excitement, looked at his little girl, and said proudly.

He opened his arms to little Qiaoqiao, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiaoqiao, dad... Dad hugs."