Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Ye Mian picked up a glass of water and splashed it on the old man's face!

Du Zezheng was stunned for a moment, and in a daze, Ye Mian broke away from his arms and quickly moved aside.

"You, you little girl, don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine! Don't even want that loan!" The old man came back to his senses, shook the collar of his soaked shirt, grabbed the towel to wipe off the water on his face, and rushed Ye Mian drank angrily.

Ye Mian snorted coldly, picked up her cell phone.

Seeing her fearless face, Du Zezheng became even more angry. The corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile, "If you come here to serve me obediently now, there is still some hope for Qiao's loan."

Ye Mian approached him holding the phone, and pointed the screen at his pig face.

On the phone screen, Du Ze was pulling Ye Mian into his arms and sitting on his lap. Ye Mian yelled "No!", and the old man wanted to kiss her.

Watching this video, the old man was stunned.

Ye Mian crossed her arms with one arm, looked down at him condescendingly, and said in a low tone, "Du Xing, do you think I should call the police?"

Du Ze was recovering, patted the table and stood up, "You little girl dares to molest me!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes wandered around the box, but he couldn't see any cameras at all, it must have been installed with pinholes!This little girl is playing dirty with him!

Ye Mian sneered and mocked, "If President Du is an honest gentleman, can I get you?"

"You, you deleted the video!" Du Zezheng said angrily, before he finished speaking, he stepped forward to snatch the video.

At this time, An Cheng rushed in with two bodyguards, and two burly bodyguards in black stood beside Du Zezheng.

How could President Du dare to move again, his face turned crimson with anger.

Ye Mian smiled and said, "Ancheng, take out the contract and give it to Du Xing to sign."

An Cheng in a suit and leather shoes took out the contract from his briefcase.

"You dare to threaten me! I will never approve this loan!" Du Zezheng shook his clothes and said with a straight face.

"The president of Taihe Bank abused women at the drinking table. Du Xing, are you satisfied with this title?" Ye Mian said while holding the phone and editing the video number.

Du Zezheng's face turned cold, and he smiled for a moment, "Ye Mian, you will be ashamed if you post this video! Think about your identity!"

He waited for Ye Mian to not post the video, just to scare him.

Ye Mian smiled coldly, "Du Xing, Qiao's is in turmoil now, do you think I still care about this face? Besides, I am a victim, what am I afraid of? Ancheng, call the police."

Ancheng picked up the phone and dialed "110".

Du Zezheng's expression changed. He panicked and said, "I'll sign! You, delete all the videos!"

If this matter gets out, he might be ruined.

An Cheng hung up the phone and handed him the pen.

Du Zezheng signed, Ye Mian deleted the video in front of him, and told the bodyguard that I pulled out the pinhole camera.

An Cheng took Ye Mian's suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

The woman was wearing a shoulder-padded suit, with a faint smile on her face, holding the painting in her hand, and staring at him with a strong aura, like a female devil.

"Du Xing, I also took this painting away. I sincerely wanted to give it to you, and it was true to pay a little more interest. As a result, you are greedy!"

Du Zezheng's face turned green and pale. He thought she was the kind of weak woman who he could manipulate, but he didn't expect that she was really not simple, and she was on guard against him in advance.

Ye Mian and An Cheng got off the elevator with two bodyguards and arrived at the hotel lobby.

Seeing her from a long distance, Xu Mobai's eyes lit up.

The woman is tall and straight, with a suit on her shoulders, silver earrings hanging down, and her footsteps are windy, walking towards this side.

From head to toe, there is no trace of fragility.

It was the weak little girl whom he watched and grew up, who needed his protection everywhere.

Qiao Zhanbei had been missing for more than a month. Not only was she not defeated, but she also helped him support a group company.

"Brother Mobai."

"You didn't suffer, did you?" Xu Mobai asked with concern.

Ye Mian smiled and shook her head, "No, I've settled the loan and saved the painting, so I'll return it to you."

She told him what happened just now.

She almost fell into the mouth of a tiger, Xu Mobai was a little scared, but also admired her intelligence and courage.

"Brother Mobai, thank you for being willing to help me with this painting. I know it is your favorite collection." Ye Mian said sincerely while walking.

Xu Mobai said softly: "I like Guanyin, I have a Buddha in my heart, a sword in my hand, kind but sharp. You are quite like Guanyin now."

Ye Mian pursed her lips and smiled, "Praise me."

Xu Mobai said that she was like Guanyin, but she suddenly remembered that someone said that she was the king of the daughter country.

Ye Mian's heart twisted.

She got into the car with Xu Mobai and An Cheng respectively.

In the car, she opened the window, blowing the night breeze, and a singing voice came from the shop on the roadside: "Suddenly miss you so much, where will you be, happy or wronged? Suddenly miss you so much, suddenly sharp memories, Sudden blurred eyes..."

The lyrics sang into her heart, and she, who was still full of aura just now, curled up in the back seat, crying like a wronged child.

She asked the driver to take her back to their previous villa.

The villa was empty, upstairs and downstairs, she searched every room, but there was no sign of him.

She took a shower, wearing his white shirt, standing by the sink, with wet hair, behind her was empty without him.

Without him, help her dry her long hair.

The sweeter the memory, the more hurtful it is.

With tears in her eyes, she dried her hair, went to bed, grabbed his pillow, hugged him tightly in her arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, she took away one of his favorite perfumes, Artisan Road to Hades.

Gradually, Qiao's executives discovered that Mr. Ye was more and more like Mr. Qiao, a vigorous workaholic, decisive, and strategizing. Even her body exuded Mr. Qiao's aura.

And their President Qiao seemed, seemed, probably really died.

Counting it, he has been missing for half a year, and there is still no news of him.

"Joe's Group has successfully entered the Nordic market. Recently, acting president Ye Mian flew to Sweden to attend the opening ceremony of the mall, and Ms. Daman, Countess of Sweden, personally picked up the plane..."

The dark, opaque room was dark and dreary, like a tomb.

There is only one computer in the corner, the screen is lit, and the female financial news anchor is broadcasting a piece of news.

In the dark corner, the man was immersed in the darkness, staring blankly at the computer screen until Ye Mian's face appeared on the screen.

He just blinked his eyelids...