Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

It is said that marriage is a siege.

People outside want to come in, people inside want to go out.

And he didn't want to go out, but he had to go out.

Qi Jingan stared at the divorce certificate in his hand, instead of feeling relieved as he imagined, he felt a deep reluctance instead.

How much he was afraid of her leaving him, but in the end, he pushed her away with his own hands.

Thinking of being a stranger in the future, it hurts like my heart is about to be torn apart.

After getting the divorce certificate, Ling Yue'er's cell phone beeped several times.

Kari has already made an extra 50 billion deposits as promised.

The long string of mantissas dazzled people, Ling Yue'er smiled and put away the phone indifferently.

The two walked all the way and came out from the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, when a large group of reporters suddenly appeared in front of them and surrounded them.

They squeezed away the bodyguards at the right time, and put several microphones in front of them. One of the reporters shouted loudly, "Mr. Qi, why are you divorcing Miss Ling? Can you share your current mood?" ?"

"About the fact that Ms. Ling was caught in a private meeting with the actor, what do you think about it? Is the divorce also because of this?"

"When is the wedding date with Miss Xu after the divorce?"

Qi Jingan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously protected Ling Yue'er behind him, firmly blocking the dazzling flashlights and most of the reporters' offensive firepower.

Divorce is already painful, but these journalists who don't know where they got the news, rushed to pour salt on the wound with all their might.

Those harsh questions also made Qi Jingan's gentle expression gradually stiffen.

"Which media are you a reporter for?"

He glanced at the sign under the microphone in front of him. They were all little-known small media, so blinded by the benefits, they dared to throw flies on the tiger's head.

Qi Jingan immediately took out his mobile phone and reported the names of these media to Gao Mian.

This seemed to irritate the reporter, a big and heavy microphone flew over, Ling Yue'er quickly blocked it with his eyes and hands, the microphone hit her forearm with severe pain like a broken bone, the pain made her teardrops couldn't hold back for an instant, and fell straight down.

"Is it great to be rich? Who are you threatening here? If you have the guts, buy my company!"

"I'm dying of laughter. If I wasn't forced by life, do you think I'm concerned about your rich family's troubles? All the men and women who are thieves and prostitutes are still pretending to be gentle, I'm pissed!"

The male reporter was still pointing at the two and cursing.

He was sure that Qi Jingan would not attack him in front of so many cameras. These public figures who claim to be superior are like this, and their every move will be infinitely magnified by the audience, so they pay extra attention to their words and deeds outside.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qi Jingan let go of Ling Yueer's hand, staring straight at him with his lips stretched straight.

"Who gave you the courage to hurt Yue'er."

The male reporter suddenly didn't dare to blink.

Qi Jingan stared at him with subtle and indifferent eyes, looking very calm, but his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

The male reporter's heart was beating violently, he yelled louder, provocative, and even insulted Ling Yue'er on purpose to anger Qi Jingan.

Before coming here, the boss mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that if he could get a picture of Qi Jingan making a fool of himself in public, he would get a huge bonus.

It doesn't matter what hurtful words you say, as long as you can capture the scene of Qi Jingan beating someone, he can save years of struggle!

Seeing Qi Jingan getting closer, his excited pupils began to shrink, and he took the initiative to move closer to Qi Jingan.

"Come on, hit me! But I guess you don't dare to hit me in front of so many cameras, haha!" He laughed wildly.

Qi Jingan slammed his fist on his chin, and his teeth collided together, making a sour sound.

The male reporter was beaten and flew a meter away, knocking down several colleagues.

The surroundings fell silent for a while, everyone cheered and dispersed, and the camera watched Qi Jingan move slowly.

The male reporter fell to the ground with a wow, and spat out two bloody teeth in horror.

He never expected that Qi Jingan, who had just recovered from a serious illness and seemed to have no muscles in his body, would be so strong.

Qi Jingan's whole body was burning with frightening anger, his face was pale, he grabbed the male reporter's neck with one hand, and just lifted him up like that.

It was only then that the male reporter realized that Qi Jingan was so tall. He was 1.7 meters tall and could be lifted off the ground with one hand in Qi Jingan's hands.

Can't even struggle.

The male reporter blushed, scratched Qi Jingan's arm with his fingertips, and could only let out a gasp.

Ling Yue'er was terrified, she didn't understand why Qi Jingan was so angry suddenly that he would act violently in front of the reporters.

If this gets out, Qi Jingan may even be sued for endangering the lives of others!
"Qi Jing'an, do you know what you're doing, let go!" Ling Yue'er quickly winked at the bodyguards, telling them to go up and pull the two of them away, after thinking about it, she walked over and grabbed his arm.

"Let go." She frowned, "If you don't let go, people will be strangled to death by you. Do you really think that you can kill people at will?"

As soon as she spoke, she remembered what happened to Zhang Fengling's husband, Gao Kun.

My heart was pounding, wondering if Qi Jingan would have done many such vicious things in secret.

Now he has a expressionless expression on his face, saying that Qi Jingan really killed many people, Ling Yueer can believe it without hesitation.

Facing Ling Yue'er's complicated eyes, Qi Jingan squinted his eyes, his nameless anger was suppressed, and he pulled his fingertips away forcefully one by one.

The male reporter fell heavily to the ground, gasping in horror for the rest of his life.

Qi Jingan calmed down, his lungs felt a little tingling, he slightly adjusted his breathing rate, and his pale complexion immediately improved obviously.

Gao Mian hurried over and took control of the scene with a dozen bodyguards.

The memory of the camera was completely cleared, and even the mobile phone was forced to restore the factory settings.

Some people are dissatisfied and want to make trouble, but the Qi family has a lot of means to silence these people.

Their gentleness is only on the surface, once the balance is broken, they will provoke a deadly counterattack!
Ling Yue'er leaned against the car window, looking at the flashing scenery outside the window.

Her arm was still aching, Ling Yue'er touched the bones, but fortunately there was nothing serious.

Qi Jingan was sitting on the sidelines, and suddenly reached out to hold her wrist, and said in a low voice, "Does it still hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, it doesn't hurt too much."

Ling Yueer was a little awkward.

After knowing each other for two years, Qi Jingan rarely gets angry in front of her.

The only rough thing was that he misunderstood that he killed Gu Junrou. That time, he also strangled her neck.

Looking back now, Ling Yue'er only realized belatedly that she was really daring.

He never thought deeply about the possibility of Qi Jingan's violent behavior developing in depth.

If she hadn't reacted violently and cut Qi Jingan, or if she didn't dare to struggle...

She shook her head, stopping her wild fantasies.

"Do you want to go to the hospital? I just saw something wrong with your face. Is there something uncomfortable?"

Qi Jingan raised the corners of his lips: "Do you think I look sick?"

Ling Yue'er's eyelids twitched, "That's right, I didn't expect you to be able to lift such a big man just now, it seems that your injury has fully recovered."

Seeing that Ling Yueer had completely dispelled her doubts, Qi Jingan looked away.

"What do you want for lunch?" He asked suddenly.

"It's okay, I don't have any appetite."

"It seems like we haven't eaten that Japanese food in the West District for a long time." He suddenly remembered, "You always said you wanted to eat it before, but you never had time to go there with you."

Ling Yueer was taken aback again.

The Japanese restaurant in the West District was just married, and they went there once for a dinner with customers by chance.

The environment is very good, and the taste is impressive, but the location is too remote, and it takes an hour or two to go there.

It's okay to go there just for customers, but it seems a bit time-consuming and laborious just to eat.

Ling Yue'er chanted it a few times at first, but gradually forgot about it later, after such a long time, Qi Jingan still remembered it.

She smiled: "Is there? It's been too long, I forgot."

Qi Jingan affirmed: "You mentioned it twice, why don't you eat it now?"

Ling Yue'er really wanted to move out as soon as possible, and she didn't want to be in the same small space after the divorce.

Thinking of how they used to sit close to each other, and comparing the distance between each other and a corner now, I feel depressed.

But seeing Qi Jingan's insistence, he couldn't bear to refuse.

He was able to find time to stay with her for two days, but she never asked if there was anything he wanted to do together before the divorce.

"It doesn't have to be that one. I always tell you what to eat and you accompany me. I have never heard you say what you want to eat?"

"Why don't you have it according to your taste today."

Qi Jingan had already turned his head and told the driver the name of the place: "Let's just go to this restaurant. Basically, what you like to eat, I like to eat too."

Before the meal time, the Japanese grocery store looked very clean.

The clerk led them into a box, and Ling Yue'er let out a surprise.

"What a coincidence, the last time we came, it seemed that we were also in this box."

The clerk immediately answered the conversation with a smile, and handed them the menu: "No wonder you look familiar, what are you going to eat today?"

Ling Yue'er turned two pages, and was disappointed to find that almost all the menus had been changed, and many dishes that she had never forgotten had been taken off the shelves.

Even though she was still smiling, she couldn't hide the disappointment on her face, and Qi Jingan noticed it immediately.

"I remember that your store can specify dishes individually?"

The clerk nodded: "Yes, but for dishes other than the menu, the waiting time will be a little longer, and it will take time to prepare the ingredients."

Qi Jingan closed the menu, fluently announced the names of several dishes, and then looked at Ling Yueer: "I only remember that you like these few dishes very much, is there anything else you want to add?"

Ling Yueer was stunned.

After all, they are all dishes that I have eaten more than a year ago. No matter how much I like the taste, it is normal to forget the name of the dish.

Now that Qi Jingan reported it once, Ling Yueer immediately recalled that these dishes were indeed what Ling Yueer was thinking about.

"I know you have a good memory, but your memory is too exaggerated." Ling Yue'er couldn't help but sigh.

He could still think of the dishes she liked in the past, which made her feel like a sugar melted, a little sweet and a little sad.

Qi Jingan accepted Ling Yueer's compliment indifferently, and accepted it as soon as it was good: "I just remember how happy you were after eating. I heard you say a few more words, so I wrote it down."

Ling Yue'er was inexplicably ashamed.

After all, she was born in an orphanage, and Huo Daimei tried her best to give her the best conditions for her to study, and tried her best to keep her basic necessities of life at an ordinary standard, but compared with the wealthy families, there was still a huge gap.

When she and Qi Jingan first got married, Ling Yue'er had never been in contact with many of those high-end food items, so it was easy to make a fuss.

Later, I learned more, and my tongue became more picky.

I don’t know if I can still experience the same feeling if I taste the dishes that I thought were delicious before.

In addition to the few dishes that were nostalgic, Ling Yueer added today's main set meal according to the recommendation of the clerk.

This kind of Japanese food has many plates and small portions, and every dish is fresh.

After tasting the hors d'oeuvres, Ling Yueer was still amazed by the first wagyu beef served.

The tender beef almost melts in the mouth, the sauce is slightly sweet, and it is paired with eggs like mousse cream.

Looking at Ling Yue'er whose eyes brightened instantly, Qi Jingan smiled deeply: "Is it delicious?"

Ling Yueer nodded repeatedly, smiling brightly: "I like this dish."

"After all, I haven't eaten it for a long time. I was a little worried that I would step on mine. I didn't expect other dishes in this restaurant to be so delicious."

"I'm already looking forward to the next dish."

Being able to eat unexpectedly delicious food, Ling Yue'er's mood gradually increased, especially when she found that the dishes served later were still the taste in her memory, a faint feeling came to her heart.

No matter how long it takes to taste the taste that I once liked, I still like it so much.

And love, it seems, is the same.

Even though the person sitting across from him has changed from a husband to an ex-husband, the joy of sharing delicious food with his lover does not seem to have diminished.

"This abalone rice is also delicious. It doesn't look like much, but the taste is really good." She commented while eating.

Qi Jingan echoed with a smile: "The juicy abalone paired with soft glutinous rice is really delicious."

"And this sea urchin sushi, so sweet."

"Like it? Let the clerk serve two more in a while, eat more."

After a meal, she realized that she seemed to be talking too much.

It's only because Qi Jingan cooperated too much, making her completely forget that they are no longer lovers.

The joy and happiness that had just happened suddenly faded away.

Thinking of the relationship between the two now, that bit of sweetness has also turned into pain.

She asked him as if reminding herself: "By the way, when are you going to get married? I don't think you guys want to see me at the wedding, why don't I give you a red envelope in advance."

"At the beginning of the year, about two months later, the red envelopes will be useless." Qi Jingan casually probed: "I haven't asked you what your plans are after the divorce?"

"Play around for a while to relax." Ling Yueer said casually.

I had a phone conversation with Fang Qu a while ago, and he hinted that the time for suspended animation is in the next few days, and he hasn't elaborated on what Ling Yueer should do.

It's just that everything is arranged by someone, and she just needs to cooperate with the connector's actions.

Qi Jingan frowned: "It's not safe to go out now, it's better not to wander around. You can live in the villa first, at least there are bodyguards to protect you."

Ling Yueer endured her sourness, and said with a forced smile: "Thank you for your concern, I have already called a moving company, and I will move out of the villa today. The bodyguard has not yet found a suitable candidate, you don't mind if I take you two away bodyguard."

"Moving today? Will you be too anxious." He paused, looking very surprised.