Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

She wants to help him change his suit.

Hearing Ye Mian's words, Qiao Zhanbei's Adam's apple rolled, and he pulled his long arm out. Ye Mian exclaimed, and her graceful body fell into his lap.

The strong male hormone breath enveloped her, Ye Mian's cheeks flushed, and she said coquettishly, "The dress is wrinkled."

Her dress is made of silk fabric, which is easy to wrinkle.

Qiao Zhanbei's thin lips pressed against her ear, smelling the charming woman's fragrance on her body, his voice was wet, "Then there is Miss Lao Ye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved the wheelchair and drove towards the rest room of the president's office.

Hearing the ambiguity in his voice, Ye Mian's heart warmed. A month ago, he resisted her taking care of him, but now, he is willing to let her help him change his clothes.

He also took the initiative to invite her to be his female companion, accompany him to the banquet, and show his face in public, which shows that he has the confidence to be with her.

Over the past month, Qiao Zhanbei has spared time for rehabilitation every day, and has actively seen many famous doctors, both traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine. He has tried various treatments such as acupuncture, hot compresses, and rehabilitation, but with little effect. Or rather, almost nothing.

He still had no feeling in his legs.

Fortunately, he received massage from a rehabilitation master every day, and his leg muscles did not atrophy too much.

At that time, in the living room.

Qiao Zhanbei put his arms on the parallel bars in the lounge, supporting his paralyzed lower body. Ye Mian squatted, bent over, stood up again, and helped him put on his trousers.

She stood in front of him with her head down, pulling his belt with both hands and fastening the belt buckle.

Ye Mian brought the tie and just raised her head to meet his face.The man's cheeks were flushed, and his deep black eyes were full of seductive desire.

Her heart skipped a beat, did she think too much, or did she abstain from sex for too long, thinking about him?Why does she think he looks so lustful and charming at this moment?

"Are you hot?" She put her hand on half of his cheek and asked softly.

Qiao Zhanbei lowered his eyes, and moved his eyes away from her deep V neckline with difficulty, pretending to be calm, and said lightly: "The neckline of your dress is too low."

Deep V suspenders, sexy as hell.

Ye Mian smiled, "If you have a fur vest, put it on later to cover it up."

He was inadvertently teased by her just now, and he was in a sober state.

She secretly cleared her throat and concentrated on helping him tie his tie.

The tie knot was pressed against the very top of his shirt collar, just below the bulging Adam's apple, and her calves were weak with a burst of hormones.

This man, even with his broken legs, still has a fatal attraction to her.

In fact, she understood that even though his legs were disabled, he was still perfect in her eyes.When you truly love someone, you will fully accept him the way he is.

An hour later, Ye Mian showed up at the dinner party pushing Qiao Zhanbei who was in a wheelchair.

All eyes turned to them in an instant.

Under the bright lights, the wheelchair exudes a metallic luster. On the wheelchair, the man is wearing an iron-gray high-tailored suit. His snow-jade face is extremely handsome, but his pupils are like a deep pool, bottomless, and there is a coolness between his brows.

This man was the one who had been missing for more than half a year. He was the president of the Qiao Group, Qiao Zhanbei.He's still alive, just missing his legs.

Such a perfect and proud person, to be half paralyzed, must feel uncomfortable, will he be devastated?

Before meeting Qiao Zhanbei, everyone had guessed this way.

However, at this moment, they could deeply feel the innate aura of a king exuding from Qiao Zhanbei's body. He was obviously sitting in a wheelchair, but his aura seemed to be sitting on a dragon chair.

The woman behind him was wearing a white silk embroidered dress, embroidered with exquisite patterns of butterfly love flowers, and the hem was embroidered with mulberry silk. She walked gracefully and swayed.

She has long curly hair, a beautiful face, and a slim figure with a small skeleton wrapped in a Chinese-style retro dress skirt, showing the softness of oriental women.

Her name is Ye Mian, a national treasure Suzhou embroidery master, and also the vice president of Qiao's.

She looks soft and beautiful, but she is very strong in her bones.During the six months when Qiao Zhanbei disappeared, she was not like ordinary women. After losing a man, she shed tears all day long.

This Ye Mian, under the circumstances of Qiao's internal and external troubles, provoked a heavy burden, managed a huge group company on behalf of Qiao Zhanbei, and stabilized Qiao's crisis several times.

Today, Qiao Zhanbei is paralyzed in the lower half of his body and spends most of his life in a wheelchair. She still never leaves him.

As the saying goes, every successful man has a strong woman behind him.

This Ye Mian is the woman behind Qiao Zhanbei.

Facing everyone's eyes, Ye Mian always had a happy smile from the bottom of her heart. She pushed Qiao Zhanbei and, together with him, greeted many familiar business people.

"Mr. Qiao, sister-in-law." Zhou Qishen, Qiao Zhanbei's friend and business partner, greeted them with a wine glass.

He sat down on the sofa and usually looked at Qiao Zhanbei.

Ye Mian raised her glass and nodded to him.

"Where is my sister-in-law, I haven't been forgiven by her yet." Qiao Zhanbei said with a helpless and aggrieved tone with a smile on his lips.

Ye Mian listened to what he said, how could she not know that he took the opportunity to say it to herself.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if I remember correctly, you two have been divorced for more than two years, right? Mr. Qiao hasn't caught up with his wife yet? Miserable, really miserable." Zhou Qi laughed deeply and teased Qiao Zhanbei.

Qiao Zhan turned his head to the north, looked up at Ye Mian, the expression on his face read: I am so miserable.

Can he talk about them with his friends calmly, and express that he really doesn't back down anymore?Ye Mian reached out and stroked his bewitching cheek.

Looking at her smiling face, Qiao Zhanbei felt palpitations, thinking that she was going to agree to get back together, and only heard her say, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He nodded, very confident in his heart, in fact, she had forgiven him long ago.

Ye Mian came out from the bathroom partition, and saw a woman wearing a limited-edition haute couture dress, standing against the door frame with her arms crossed, looking at her provocatively and contemptuously.

It's Tong Yaoyao.

Without giving her another look, she walked to the sink and bent over to wash her hands.

"Ye Mian, I really don't know whether to say that you are stupid or that you deserve it. Back then, I tried my best to snatch Qiao Zhanbei from me, but now the retribution has come? He is no longer the glorious CEO. A cripple who has to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, poof..."

The more Tong Yaoyao talked, the happier she felt, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She looked at Ye Mian's indifferent back, and proudly said, "I heard that Qiao Zhanbei's legs are not only paralyzed, but he is also inhumane. Ye Mian, you are going to be a widow until you die!"

Hearing Tong Yaoyao's words, Ye Mian felt a surge of anger in her chest. She pressed a few pumps of hand sanitizer into her palm, turned around and walked towards Tong Yaoyao.