Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

The moment Ye Mian fell into his arms, Qiao Zhanbei felt extremely at ease, but it was not enough. He wanted more, wanted to stick with her and do the most intimate things.

He raised his head, crushed hers with dry and pale thin lips, sucked the breath on her body that made him want to go crazy, opened his mouth, and kissed her fiercely.

This was the first time he kissed her actively after returning from his disappearance.

"Well……"

The man's lips and tongue were full of strong hormonal breath, with a strong and fascinating smell of tobacco, Ye Mian's heart trembled, as if the tingling sensation of electric shock rippled in his body.

She kissed him back with palpitations, and as she kissed, she faintly felt something hard against her...

Ye Mian was stunned.

Didn't he say that he can't be humane now?How come...?

she thought absently.

Without her response, Qiao Zhanbei pinched the back of her head and deepened the kiss punitively, wild and passionate, as domineering as before.

Ye Mian couldn't resist him, let him dominate, ups and downs in his kiss.As he kissed and kissed, he lost his strength because of the burning, and fell into a deep sleep.

That night, Ye Mian took care of him until three o'clock in the morning before he completely subsided from the fever and sweated. She helped him scrub his body and put on a clean shirt before going back to his room to rest.

When Qiao Zhanbei woke up, he vaguely remembered that he had a fever last night, and it was Ye Mian who took care of him. He turned his head slowly and looked beside him.

On the other side of the big bed, it was empty and she was not there.

A strong sense of loss surged up.

When he was disappointed, he despised himself fiercely in his heart, saying that he regarded her as his younger sister, and when he had a fever, he hugged her and called her wife, and kissed her madly.

He also remembered that she and Uncle Sun tossed and tossed his half-crippled body down.

Qiao Zhanbei sighed helplessly.

In his heart, there are two forces pulling, one stems from love for Ye Mian and strong possessive desire, and the other stems from the inferiority complex of physical disability.

Staying up late last night, Ye Mian didn't get up until late. After she went downstairs, she immediately wanted to check on Qiao Zhanbei's situation, but she saw him sitting at the dining table, looking at a laptop, with a glass of risky wine in hand. steaming milk.

"Brother Qiao, good morning! Has the fever subsided?" She raised her voice to greet him and asked about the situation.

Qiao Zhanbei raised his head, seeing her generous and unfeeling, his heart sank.

She treated him as if she still treated her brother like a younger sister.

"Morning, the fever has subsided a long time ago, last night...thank you." He replied with a slightly stiff tone, with a tentative meaning in his heart.

"You're welcome, we are all brothers and sisters." Ye Mian said as she walked towards the kitchen.

They are all brothers and sisters.

"Cough—" Listening to her words, Qiao Zhanbei almost choked on a mouthful of milk. He tried his best to hold back his cough, his face flushed red.

She seemed to coax him last night, and seemed to kiss him back, but he couldn't remember clearly.I couldn't figure out whether she was provoking him on purpose, or if she really wanted to let go as grandma said.

Ye Mian brought breakfast from the kitchen, sat diagonally across from him, and ate breakfast silently without talking to him.Seeing that she was not very warm to him, Qiao Zhanbei couldn't help but beat his drums.

"Are you busy with embroidery now?" After a long time, he broke the frightening silence and struck up a conversation with her.

"Well, I said it before, the old lady Daman's order." Speaking of Daman, she felt that she had deceived the old lady. At the beginning, she was moved by the sincerity that she and Qiao Zhanbei stood together through thick and thin and never gave up. .

just now……

Qiao Zhanbei listened to her words and nodded. He could see that she was quite indifferent to him, so he felt resentful and didn't say anything else.

Ye Mian had breakfast and went to work in the studio.

Qiao Zhan was working remotely at home in the north house, and little Qiao Qiao had had enough fun outside and ran into the house, only to see his father having a video conference with a group of business elites in suits and leather shoes.

He was furious at the project team: "I flipped through a few pages of your team's project proposal... After three days, if I don't see another proposal that I can read, all of you will resign and leave." people."

Dad looks so fierce, so cool.

When Qiao Zhanbei saw the little princess of the Qiao family, the future heir of the Qiao family in his eyes, his cold expression eased a lot. He patted the little man's thigh as a gesture.

Jojo quickly climbed onto his lap.

The elites who were shocked by Mr. Qiao's cold face across the screen were terrified and did not dare to breathe. When they looked up, they saw a little girl with a cold expression in the arms of the ruthless president. .

The little man who looked like a loser, through the screen, exudes the same arrogance as Mr. Qiao.

No need to guess, it must be Little Princess Qiao.

The person in charge of the project team came back to his senses and said hastily: "Mr. Qiao, don't worry, we will work overtime to complete a new project proposal that satisfies you on time."

"Today's meeting will end here, and the meeting will be adjourned." Qiao Zhanbei finished speaking and turned off the computer.

"When Qiao Qiao grows up, Dad will teach you how to invest and how to do business, okay? When I grow up, I will help Dad manage the company."

Looking at the little girl in her arms, eyes full of wisdom, Qiao Zhanbei said softly.

If you can't teach her how to roller skate, play basketball, or ride a bicycle... then teach her to study, teach her to do business.

At this moment, Qiao Zhanbei never thought that in the near future, teaching Qiao Qiao to inherit his father's business would become a hopeless thing.

Qiao Qiao replied half-understood: "Okay."

"In the future, I will travel around the world with your mother and enjoy my old age... Qiao Qiao, let's pick up my mother from get off work together." Qiao Zhanbei looked at his watch while talking.

After a while, the father and daughter took Nuan Nuan together, boarded the nanny car, and went to Ye Mian's studio to pick her up from get off work.

When they arrived at the studio, they learned that Ye Mian had already left work. The clerk Xuxu said that she had gone with a man whose surname was Lu.

A man surnamed Lu.

Half an hour later, he found Ye Mian in the restaurant on the top floor of the studio.

I also saw the man from last night.

At dusk, they sat on the terrace with their backs to him, watched the sunset together, drank and chatted.

Qiao Zhanbei squinted at the scene through the glass.

At this time, Ye Mian took the phone and walked away, leaving only the man on the terrace.

Qiao Zhanbei drove over alone in a wheelchair and got behind the man. Looking at the man's back similar to his, he was inexplicably shocked.

Lu Yu noticed the gaze behind him, and he took a sip of sherry before turning around slowly.