Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

As soon as he got out of bed, his bare feet stepped on the wooden floor, and the soles of his feet felt a throbbing pain like needle pricks. Ye Mian gasped in pain.

After walking on the mountain road for a few days before, many blood blisters appeared on the soles of both feet.

Holding back her temper, she put on a pair of cotton slippers, and just after putting on the shoes, she hurried out of the room again.

The living room on the second floor was shrouded in a heavy and depressing atmosphere. Everyone in the Qiao family had solemn and frowning expressions on their faces.

"It's been six days, and Zhanbei's whereabouts are still unknown. What will the company do if this continues?" Aunt Qiao Jinlan looked at her second uncle, Qiao Jinhuai, and asked.

Before Ye Mian came to the living room, he heard his aunt's loud voice, and his heart that was originally excited suddenly turned cold.

Six days have passed and he has not been found.

She had just firmly thought that when she woke up, he had been found.

The greater the expectation, the stronger the sense of disappointment.

Ye Mian leaned her back against the wall, and slowly squatted down along the wall, holding her head with her hands, a sense of fear of losing him overwhelmed her.

He fell from a cliff at an altitude of 800 meters. Even if he survived, he might be covered in bruises, or he might fall into the water. If he can't be found again, even if he had ten lives, he would be gone long ago.

The more she thought about it, the more desperate she became, the colder her heart became, Ye Mian sobbed helplessly, the back of her head kept banging against the wall.

His mind was full of images of Qiao Zhanbei falling off the cliff.

How I wish time could go back, she was closer to him, she could hold him tightly and prevent him from falling...

Big tears rolled down, flowed down the chin, and flowed into the neck, and the slightest coolness penetrated into the heart.

It was as cold as an ice cellar in there.

There is a feeling that the sky is falling.

In the past, grandma was her god, but later, he was her god. Now, he can't see people when he is born, and he can't see the corpse after death.

Ye Mian pursed her lips, tears streaming down her cheeks, and looked towards the stairs with blurred eyes. In her mind, she still clearly recalled when he was a teenager, wearing a basketball uniform and running upstairs with a basketball, full of vigor and vigor.

The person who lived in her life for 12 years...

At this time, one hand stroked the top of her hair and rubbed it on the top of her head. Ye Mian's heart throbbed with a very familiar movement, and she turned her head——

Little Qiaoqiao had long black hair, a white cotton suspender skirt, and a small face that looked exactly like Qiao Zhanbei.

Seeing the baby, Ye Mian hastily smiled, fearing that his face full of tears would frighten her.

Xiao Qiaoqiao followed her father's example and rubbed her mother's hair. Seeing her smiling happily, she put down her little hands.

Every time my father rubs the top of my mother's hair like this, she will turn up her mouth with joy, and it's true.

"Mom, where did Dad go?" Little Qiaoqiao looked at her mother and asked seriously.

The first time she heard the word "Dad" from the little man's mouth, Ye Mian's nose was sore, and she opened her arms and hugged her into her arms.

Holding Qiao Qiao's warm, milky little body, a warm current was slowly poured into her heart, her body was gradually full of energy, and hope was ignited in her heart.

After a while, she let go of Qiao Qiao, "Qiao Qiao, Dad went on a business trip to beat up bad guys, and we waited for him to come back at Grandma's house. When Dad comes back, can you call him Dad?"

Little Qiaoqiao looked at her and nodded seriously in agreement.

Ye Mian pursed her lips and smiled, choked her throat, and said to Qiao Zhanbei in her heart: Qiao Qiao is willing to call your father, come back soon.

She told Xiao Qiaoqiao to the nanny, went back to the room to take a shower, and cleaned herself up.

In the mirror, she was dry and thin, with a natural fair skin, not much tanned.Compared with before, the chin is sharper and thinner, like an awl.

She had a miserable face, and she didn't like her current appearance very much. She pulled the corners of her mouth hard, showing a smile, smiling, and her vision blurred again.

She blinked away her tears vigorously, kept calm, found her mobile phone, but couldn't contact Gu Ye, so she had to call the captain of the civil rescue team.

The news is that the search and rescue is still in progress.

Ye Mian took a deep breath, "Captain Meng, can you send more people and go upstream to look for them?"

"Mr. Ye, don't worry, our rescue team is sponsored by Mr. Qiao. If we can't find him, we will never give up."

Hearing what Captain Meng said, Ye Mian felt relieved, and wanted to join them in looking for him again immediately, but she is not physically strong right now.

She called An Cheng again.

Ancheng: "Sister Mian, the executives and the board of directors are still unaware of Mr. Qiao's disappearance. The company is operating as usual."

"Okay, continue to keep it secret and block the news of Mr. Qiao's disappearance." She warned, hung up the phone, and went downstairs.

In the living room, Qiao's family has not dispersed yet.

Grandpa Qiao's eldest brother took a sip of tea and said, "Brother, Zhanbei is missing now, and the company has no leader. I think it's better to let his uncle, Jin Hong, manage Qiao's on his behalf."

Qiao Jinhong is Qiao Zhanbei's uncle, over fifty years old, and a member of Qiao's board of directors.

He stood up, "Second uncle, I have worked in Qiao's for more than ten years, don't worry, this time, I will help Zhanbei take on this burden."

Listening to what the couple said, Grandpa Qiao's children were all unhappy.

Qiao Jinhong has always had ambitions for Qiao's. It's not like they don't know it. Although Qiao's is a family business, they have always held the power.

What's more, after the crisis five years ago, Qiao Zhanbei reshuffled and reorganized the company, and Qiao's is no longer the same as Qiao's back then.

They are not qualified to seize power.

Ye Mian hadn't reached the living room yet, when she heard what they said, the corner of her mouth twitched.

Five years ago, when the Qiao family was in crisis, Qiao Jinhong did not see Qiao Jinhong shouldering the heavy burden and helping Qiao's to tide over the difficulties.Now, as soon as Qiao Zhanbei disappeared, he wanted to replace him and take charge of this huge business empire, which is really ironic.

Grandpa Qiao stood up at this time, with a bad expression on his face, "Brother, Jinhong, the current Qiao family is the country that Zhanbei has built in the past five years, and my grandfather is not qualified to make decisions for him. I believe that he has his think tank. He When they are away, they will take care of Joe's daily affairs."

Jiang was really old and hot, and Ye Mian was full of admiration when he heard that his grandfather rejected the uncle and his son with a few words, making their wishful thinking come to naught.

When she arrived at the living room, everyone had dispersed, leaving only two gray-haired old men.

Thinking that they had sent off the elder son and daughter-in-law one after another, and now the elder grandson fell off the cliff again and disappeared, Ye Mian's eyes felt hot, she sat down beside Grandma Qiao and hugged her.

Grandma Qiao was not in good health and was bedridden all the time. When she heard that Qiao Zhan fell off the cliff in the north, she almost failed.

The old man said angrily, "My dear grandson... Where did he go..."

Seeing grandma lose her energy, Ye Mian's heart twitched, hugged her tightly, and said firmly, "Grandma, Brother Qiao will come back, you believe me!"

She also raised her spirits, he is not here, the old and the young need her, she cannot collapse.