Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

On the covered bridge, the snow had not completely melted, and the ground was very slippery. The little girl staggered as she ran, looking like she was about to fall at any time.

Seeing Ye Mian was terrified, she couldn't help but quickly walked out of the pavilion and faced her.

Qiaoqiao watched her mother walking towards her, with her mouth curled up, and her tears fell even more fiercely. At this moment, her foot slipped.

The little body fell forward.

Qiao Zhanbei, who chased him out, his face darkened: "Qiao Qiao!"

Ye Mian shouted in panic, "Bao—"

She quickly ran to Xiao Qiaoqiao's side, bent over, clasped her waist with both hands, and hugged her.

She knelt down on one knee, half squatted on the ground, looked at the little man carefully, her face was concerned, and her tone was full of worry, "Little baby, where did you fall? Is there any pain?"

Less than one meter tall, a little girl who looks like two or three years old has black hair and a high ponytail. On her pink and jade-carved face, a pair of big black eyes like black grapes are filled with tears. keep falling.

She shook her head, choked with sobs and said firmly: "It doesn't hurt..."

Seeing her face full of tears, Ye Mian's throat was blocked with heartache, and he didn't know if she was crying in pain.

She gently patted off the snow on the front of the milky yellow down jacket.

Qiao Zhanbei stood in the middle of the covered bridge, looked at the mother and daughter at the end, paused, and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Worried that Jojo would irritate her.

After a while, he walked towards them.

Little Qiaoqiao blinked her eyelids vigorously, blinking away the tears in her eyes, and her vision became clear.

Really mom.

It's Mianmian.

Little Qiaoqiao looked at her mother whom she had not seen for a long time, opened her arms and hugged her neck, her little face lay on her mother's shoulder, sucking her nose hard, sucking the smell of her body.

Ye Mian's heart felt warm, and she couldn't help hugging her back.

The little girl's body was dyed with a faint scent of milk, and her warm little body was lying in her arms, as warm as a little padded jacket.

Mom hugged her too.

Qiaoqiao pursed her mouth coquettishly, and tears kept falling down her neck. She opened her mouth and choked up, "Mom—auntie..."

As soon as she spoke, the first syllable hadn't been uttered yet, remembering what her father said yesterday, she quickly changed her words.

Ye Mian patted her on the back lightly, pulled her away from her arms, wiped her tears, and asked with concern, "Baby, what's your name? Have you lost with your parents?"

She remembered that the little girl had been crying just now.

Mianmian even forgot her name.

Little Qiaoqiao felt wronged, shed tears again, her face was cold, "Auntie, my name is Qiaoqiao."

Ye Mian noticed that a man was walking towards this side, and she looked intently.

In the vast white scenery, a tall man wearing a dark woolen coat had already arrived in front of them.

He is Qiao Zhanbei.

Could it be that this little girl is his daughter?

Hearing Qiao Qiao call her "Auntie", Qiao Zhanbei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, watching the mother and daughter meet and not recognize each other, all kinds of feelings came to his mind.

He approached them, his eyes fell on Ye Mian's face, and he said softly, "Miss Ye, coincidentally, this is my daughter."

It was his daughter.

Ye Mian looked at him, shook her head quickly, her eyes were full of concern for little Qiaoqiao, "She just fell down, asked her if it hurt."

Qiao Zhanbei squatted down, "Qiao Qiao, where did you fall just now? Are you hurt?"

He checked the palm of Jojo, it was not broken, and the knees of the leggings were wet with scattered snowflakes.

Qiao Qiao shook his head and said firmly, "Father, I didn't hurt from the fall."

"Qiao Qiao said she's fine if she's fine, she's very capable of taking care of herself." Qiao Zhanbei turned to look at Ye Mian, responding to her concern.

It can be seen that even if she doesn't know her, she still cares about Qiao Qiao from the bottom of her heart.

Only then did Ye Mian feel relieved, "That's good, I was just shocked."

"Auntie, it's snowing a lot today, can you please build a snowman with me?"

The little girl looked at her, her big black eyes full of anticipation.

She is also very polite.

Ye Mian looked at such a beautiful and pitiful little baby, she almost nodded without thinking, the corners of her lips raised, "Okay!"

Where is her mother?

Ye Mian was a little puzzled, but didn't ask.

Seeing her, Qiao Zhanbei happily agreed to Qiao Qiao, instead of being polite to her, he stood up and said loudly, "I'll go find tools for you."

Having said that, he turned and left.

He remembered that at this time last year, he was still paralyzed in both legs.

It snowed heavily that day, and she told him to go home and find Jojo to make a snowman.

At that time, he wished in his heart that he could go to their mother and daughter in good health, and accompany them to build snowmen and have snowball fights.

now……

Looking back, seeing how little Qiao Qiao was very clinging to her, the corners of his lips were raised bitterly. In the past, she was the one who flattered the little girl, but now, Qiao Qiao is so clinging to her, but she doesn't remember that it was her October pregnancy. The precious daughter born through hard work.

Can't remember either.

The grass in the garden is covered with a layer of white snow. A mother and daughter, one big and one small, are squatting in the snow, holding small shovels in their hands, and making snowmen.

Qiao Zhanbei took Ye Mian's SLR camera and took pictures of them.

Little Qiaoqiao said crisply: "Auntie, you will be a mother, I will be a daughter, and father, you will be a father snowman!"

Qiao Zhanbei heard the words, put down the camera, and soon joined in. He made a big snowman.

Looking at the family of three snowmen in the snow, and looking at the little Qiao Qiao who was still playing in the snow, Ye Mian asked the man beside him curiously, "Mr. Qiao, where is Qiao Qiao's mother?"