Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

She held the wine bottle in her slender hand, and in the transparent glass bottle, only a small half of the amber liquid remained.Looking at the wine bottle, Qiao Zhanbei became more and more nervous.

The last time Daman entertained them, she didn't let him drink a drop.Now that he drank so much behind her back, she must be very angry.

Ye Mian didn't speak, just looked at him without saying a word, with a smile that was not a smile.

Her appearance like this is more creepy than scolding him and beating him up.

Qiao Zhanbei swallowed his throat, stood up while supporting the desk, looked at her, with a smile on his lips, and said drunkenly, "Mrs. Qiao, I was wrong, accept the punishment, I admit it."

The man smelled of alcohol, and his long figure swayed slightly.

What kind of punishment is the punishment?Ye Mian rolled her eyelids, stared at him, and put down the wine bottle.

Although smoking and drinking is not a principled mistake for her, it is what she often tells her that his stomach can't stand the toss.

Seeing that he seemed to have something on his mind, she stopped haggling with him.

She was about to find some medicine for him, when he picked up the wireless bluetooth keyboard, put it on the ground, and directly...

Kneel down!

Ye Mian was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, she walked around the desk and was about to pull him up when he turned up his charming slightly drunk handsome face.

"Mrs. Qiao, I was wrong. I shouldn't have drunk so much wine, and it made your heart hurt again, worrying about my stomach."

Under the bronze chandelier in medieval style, the man was wearing a white shirt, kneeling straight on the keyboard, his cold and handsome face was slightly flushed with drunkenness, and he smelled of alcohol.

Mr. Qiao Ba, who was decisive in the shopping mall, actually took the initiative to kneel down on the keyboard and confess his mistake to her.

Is he really drunk?

Seeing his appearance, Ye Mian couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing, she quickly took out her mobile phone, "Record a video, so that you won't admit it when you're sober."

Seeing her smile, Qiao Zhanbei breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the effect of kneeling on the keyboard and admitting his mistake would be immediate.

Seeing her patting him again, three black lines hung from his forehead.

He is very sober now, he is pretending to be drunk to give himself a step down, to make her happy.

"In the future, if you drink again, I'll show Qiao Qiao this video, and let her treat you as a father—" Ye Mian was speaking, Qiao Zhanbei stood up abruptly, and forcefully snatched her phone.

If Qiao Qiao saw him kneeling on the keyboard, wouldn't that cold and muscular little girl despise him even more?

"Qiao Zhanbei, if you dare to delete it, I won't forgive you tonight." Ye Mian folded her arms, looked at him, and said domineeringly.

Hearing her words, the man reluctantly clicked on the video in the recycle bin, and gave her his hands.

"It's still plausible." Ye Mian gave him a blank look.

Qiao Zhanbei immediately clung to her, hugged her from behind, and put his chin on her shoulder, "Don't show it to Qiao Qiao, please."

"Can't you just stop drinking?" Ye Mian raised her hand, following his example, and plucked the top of his hair.

"Well, I promise not to drink."

The way the man clings to her looks very obedient.

Ye Mian moved around, as if she was carrying him on her back, went to the side of the sofa, let him sit on it, brought him stomach-protecting medicine, and fed him.

Only then did she sit down beside him in peace.

"Does your stomach hurt?" She leaned her head into his arms and asked with concern.

In the past few years, his stomach has been bad. He only had stomach bleeding more than a month ago, and Qiao's mother passed away from stomach cancer. Can she not take it seriously?

Qiao Zhanbei freed his arms and put them around her shoulders, "It's not uncomfortable."

"Why are you drinking alone at home tonight?" Ye Mian raised her face, looking at his clear jaw line, her tone was gentle.

Without any accusations, only concern.

He drank heavily only when he was particularly depressed.

Her hand moved down slowly, covering the back of his sexy hand covered with veins, and inserted five fingers into his.

Qiao Zhan turned his head to the north and met her with a gentle face. She had her hair down and her black eyes were full of tolerance.

"I was deceived by Qin Ran. She was the one who gave Shangguan Ting a letter first, telling him to send someone to kill you. Shangguan Ting's subordinates missed, and the old fox thought that Qin Ran and I were collaborating to set him up and arrested her..."

Listening to his words, Ye Mian's eyes gradually opened wide, a little unbelievable, "So, is Qinran stealing a lot of money? She lied to you and said that you were involved?"

This Qinran was simply disgusting.

Qiao Zhanbei's face rubbed against the top of her hair, "Yes, I remembered that I had an argument with you because of her, and I felt very sorry. Because of her, you have suffered a lot, and I caused you these bad things. "

He spoke his mind to her through his drunkenness.

The man's deep and magnetic voice rang in his ears, with guilt in his tone.

Ye Mian was annoyed that he was so clearly separated from her, but also very considerate of his feelings, he loved her, so he didn't want her to suffer any harm.

"The first time I saw you, I felt a desire to protect you. Whether I loved you or not, I always wanted to protect you. Over the years, because of me, you have been pissed off and bullied a lot." The man Wrapping her waist, holding her in his arms, he said from the bottom of his heart.

Listening to his words, the corners of Ye Mian's mouth curled up sweetly.

"You used to protect me, I can feel it. When I was young, you helped me pinch my peach blossoms. When I was in junior high school, there were many boys who chased me. You taught me a lesson. I know all these. After working by your side, Protect me everywhere, I am in Qiao's, one person is under one person and above ten thousand people. When you go out to socialize, you never let me drink, and when Party A makes things difficult for you, you always help me out..."

She raised her face and looked at him with eyes full of admiration and attachment.

In those three years, although he treated her coldly and treated her as an assistant, she still remembered his protection and care for her.Otherwise, she wouldn't have mustered up the courage to confess to him three years later.

Hearing what she said, Qiao Zhanbei felt much relieved. Thinking of Tong Yaoyao and Qin Ran, his eyes darkened, "Those are all as they should be."

"I know what you want to say, Brother Qiao, I told you last night in the detention center, I am willing to bear it. If I don't want to, I don't have to be with you. You were deceived and misunderstood by Tong Yaoyao before. If you pass me by, it’s all in the past, and it’s changed in my heart.”

"This time, regarding Qinran, what I saw was your change and progress. You are a profiteering businessman. For me, you would rather put the Qiao family in danger than marry Qinran. When Qinran rolled down the stairs, Keep saying that I pushed it, and you firmly believe in me."

"Brother Qiao, it's not your fault that evil people do evil, and you can't predict things like a god. Apart from the fact that you hid Qin Ran from me at the beginning, I didn't feel angry or bullied. You have done enough for me. "

After Ye Mian finished speaking, she rubbed against his chest like a cat, comforting and encouraging him.

He also speaks from the heart.

Her words, like the gentle and warm spring breeze, slowly soothed the sadness in his heart.

How can she be so good.

Qiao Zhanbei hugged her even tighter, leaning his head against her neck, sucking the breath from her body, his heart beating wildly for her.

"Hmm... You smelled of alcohol, you went to take a shower and went to bed, didn't you close your eyes last night?"

She got goosebumps all over her body from being rubbed by him, stretched her neck, looked at the dark circles under his eyes and the red blood on the white eyeballs, and asked distressedly.