Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Zhang Jile is happy.

"You still don't know the true identity of Mr. Fang, so you just became his closed disciple in such a muddle?

Ling Yueer blinked: "Why are you confused? I know that Master is very good at medicine. He is willing to accept me as an apprentice. I am too happy."

Zhang Ji bit a piece of beef jerky in his mouth, tsk-tsk said: "Some people just have a good life, they can't be compared, they can't be envied."

Seeing him like this, Ling Yueer's mind was wide open: "Could it be that my master is a retired senior leader of the country?"

"It's almost the same." Zhang Ji said vaguely, "He is a world-class miracle doctor, and he has privately consulted with leaders of various countries."

"Mr. Fang's medical skills are superb. Due to an accident, his only disciple and his son died unfortunately. The old man was disheartened and lived in seclusion in an alley, and his skills were on the verge of being lost."

"We have visited many times in the past few years, hoping that he can accept another apprentice, but he always refuses on the grounds that he has no talent."

He looked critically at Ling Yueer up and down, and said jokingly, "I don't know how talented you are, so that Mr. Fang would take a fancy to you."

Ling Yueer choked, and spread her hands: "If you are really curious, you can ask Master."

The plane stopped above the isolated island, and Ling Yue'er was ruthlessly kicked off the plane.

She seriously suspected that Zhang Ji had selfish intentions towards her. This was malicious revenge. She finally opened the parachute and landed safely. Before she could figure out the current situation, she was taken to training by the connector.

For six months, she was like a cow without stopping, learning various knowledge and skills, and exercising various physical indicators.

Occasionally, she would look up Qi Jingan's news while using the computer.

The wedding date between him and Xu Hui was advanced, and the wedding was held quite luxuriously, and the whole process was recorded live on the web.

Ling Yue'er only looked at it for a few seconds before closing the webpage sadly.

She kept telling herself that since she chose to leave, she should not be bound by the past.

She should look forward, leave Qi Jingan behind, and pay too much attention to his recent happiness, it will only make her feel resentful.

There is also Min Eun-ho, the game they worked hard to make, which lasted half a year, was finally released on Christmas Day.

Ling Yue'er watched the press conference and watched the promotional video several times.

I have to say that it is really difficult to express in words the excitement and happiness of seeing the characters drawn by myself jumping alive.

She couldn't wait to download the game, and saw many players like her standing on the initial platform, greeting each other and doing cute moves.

At that moment, Ling Yue'er was so moved that tears filled her eyes.

The initial estimate of the Star Trek game is actually a small game for Min Enhao to entertain himself, and the server capacity is not large.

Unexpectedly, on the first day of the opening of the server, the number of gamers attracted by the promotional video and the style of the game surged. Due to too many logins, the server crashed, and Ling Yueer's character was quickly canceled. At the same time, the official website immediately issued an apology statement.

This sparked heated discussions, and because of his distinctive style of painting, some people soon thought of Mr. K who was sprayed out of the Internet back then.

For a while, the black fans picked up the keyboard again, the game score dropped sharply, and the server was caught in a series of scandals within two days of opening.

Seeing their hard work being systematically slandered, new players who didn't know why gave up the game one after another, Ling Yueer felt as if she was shot down from the clouds into the abyss, feeling sad and guilty.

It's not that she never thought that such a situation would happen after the game was released.

It's only because of luck that she couldn't stand Shao Boyi's deception and agreed to participate in the game production, but because of this, Min Enhao's hard work was in vain.

She was depressed, distracted during training and almost got hurt, and was severely scolded by the coach.

"What do you think about every day, do you need to think so intently? You have to know how to focus on two tasks, and ensure that the efficiency is stable!" The coach gave her a headache.

Ling Yue'er sighed: "I also want to do everything well, but it's too difficult, I can't learn it."

The coach put his hands on his hips: "Then you should quickly get rid of one of them! What's the big deal, you need to think about it for so many days?"

She pressed so hard that Ling Yue'er had no choice but to explain a few words.

"Score points for online explosions? You can use the introductory hacking knowledge you learned recently. This kind of thing is very simple. You just need to write a small software to push the game to your fans first, and then send those low Swipe down the comments, and the score will naturally go up."

The coach said a lot, and Ling Yueer's brows twitched wildly.

She just shared her troubles, but she ended up adding a new homework assignment for herself, and the assignment didn't sound difficult at 01:30.

Bite the bullet and wrote the program for a week, run and modify it repeatedly, and submit it to the teachers for approval before modification.

Finally one day, the positive news about the game became a hot search!The black fans were turned out to be fans of several other painters, because the painters looked down on Ling Yueer for being able to become popular without foundation, and once instigated fans in the group to blow up Ling Yueer.

Once this matter was exposed, the evildoers reaped the consequences, and these painters were immediately forced to withdraw from the Internet.

Ling Yueer, who was the party concerned, could not speak out due to identity issues, but Min Enhao quickly responded on her behalf, hoping that the fans could calm down and stop using the Internet to inflict violence, even if the other party was at fault first.

The painter expressed his willingness to repent. Although he didn't know his own thoughts, Ling Yue'er actually didn't want to see what happened to her once, and it happened to others again.

It is also a sad thing that the warrior who defeats the dragon will eventually become the dragon itself.

And Shao Qing, after resigning from the company, has been running around with Chen Xiuyu, turning his idol into a friend and boss.

Because of a behind-the-scenes tidbit about the interaction between the two was noticed by fans, they cut a candy album, many fans privately became fans of Qingyu cp, and there have always been rumors on the Internet that they are a couple partner.

But Chen Xiuyu and Shao Qing never admitted it in public.

The salvage ships on the high seas withdrew the following year because of limited technology and some debris remained on the seabed.

During this period, Qi Jingan has not been able to find Ling Yue'er's whereabouts, and gradually suppressed that little hope in his heart, and never mentioned it again.

Everyone knew that Ling Yue'er had become an existence that Qi Jingan couldn't mention in his heart.

In order to stabilize the situation, he finally compromised with Gu Junrou. The two teamed up to suppress the Shen family.

With his broken body, Qi Jingan did not undergo lung replacement surgery until the middle of the second year. The autologous rejection reaction was obvious after the operation, including the relapse of old diseases such as the spleen.

Xu Hui has always been by his side, and the two of them will show off their affection in public every year and festival, but in private, only she knows that Qi Jingan's thoughts are not with her at all.

Although at the beginning she was willing to stay by Qi Jingan's side for the sake of money, but after working as a substitute for a long time, which woman can endure such an endless life?

She moved her mind to seduce Qi Jingan, but Qi Jingan avoided her for a few years and never touched her once.

Xu Hui felt aggrieved, so she cried to Gu Junrou, but Gu Junrou couldn't hold back Qi Jingan, so she could only comfort Xu Hui.

As for Chen Xuan, who got a marriage certificate but never went to Shen's house, Chen Jiaming didn't know how to discuss it with Shen Gaoqi, Shen Gaoqi even let his wife in name stay by Chen Jiaming's side, inseparable.

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Country D, in the single apartment, Ling Yue'er half-lyed on the bed and read today's headlines.

In the past three years, under the guidance of Zhang Ji, she has completed more than ten missions, large and small, and she is already a mid-level agent who can handle her own duties.

This time, she has rested for nearly two months since she completed the task last time, and she has visited all the places where she can play around. Now she is nesting in the room every day, and she is about to mold and grow mushrooms.

Although paid vacations are good, life is boring and not exciting at all. Ling Yueer is looking forward to new tasks assigned by her superiors every day so that she can start working.

The phone rings.

Ling Yueer picked up the phone: "New mission?"

Zhang Ji was speechless: "Yes, are you the scroll king? I have never seen an employee who likes to find work for you so much. Every day, I urge me to find work for you."

"Sometimes I doubt whether you are my superior or I am your superior!"

Ling Yue'er giggled and laughed: "Of course you are my boss, so tell me quickly what task it is."

Zhang Ji cleared his throat, "This time the task is more difficult, and we need to approach Seinfeld, the director of the virus laboratory of country A."

"Sefeld is cautious. If you want to get close to him, it is recommended to start with his only son Byron. The information will be transferred to your computer later. You can study it slowly and come to me if you need help."

"Okay." Ling Yue'er clicked on the information file with a brisk tone.

She likes the excitement brought by work, and also likes the state of being fully devoted to work. The affection that was once buried in her heart and could not be let go has been forgotten by her at some point, and she has not thought of Qi Jingan for a long time. .

Ling Yue'er studied the information carefully, and finally communicated with Zhang Ji several times to finalize the new identity for this trip to country A.

Her pseudonym is Su Miaomiao, a wealthy second generation of Chinese descent. She has just graduated from graduate school. Both of her parents have died and she lives alone in a luxury villa in the urban area. Because life is boring and she longs for love, she decides to airborne the love variety show "Love Game".

The production team of this love drama is not well-known, but with the gimmick of live broadcasting of the whole process, post-editing, processing and uploading, it attracted many passers-by fans to watch.

And her target, Byron, has participated in this live broadcast for three days, and it is a small climax in the romance show.

Ling Yueer dressed up meticulously. When she walked into the villa of the program group, she was wearing a luxury brand. Her facial features were exquisite and compact, and her makeup was perfect without using too much force.

Like all girls who are dazzled by love, she first glanced at Byron with longing and shyness.

The camera immediately focused on the two of them.

"Hello, can you help me carry my suitcase? My room... seems to be on the second floor?" Ling Yueer asked shyly but firmly.

Byron frowned.

At the beginning of the show, three men and three women lived together in a villa. Half of them were love hunters, and the other half came for bounty. They were called bounty hunters. No one knew each other's identity.

If a bounty hunter is successfully paired with a bounty hunter, the bounty will be lost.

They will give priority to choosing love hunters to form a team, but if the status of the two parties is not equal, one party will get a huge bonus, and the other will have to admit that they have paid for themselves.

All guests need to distinguish the purpose of people around them approaching them.

Byron himself is in excellent condition. Participating in variety shows is for the pursuit of excitement and for finding true love. Ling Yueer speculates that the identity he chose is a love hunter.

"Of course no problem." He took Ling Yue'er's suitcase with a smile, but was almost crushed by the weight of the suitcase that looked light but was actually extremely heavy in his hands.

Byron began to smile reluctantly: "You have brought a lot of things."

"I heard that you have to do your own laundry when you live in a villa, so I simply brought all the change of clothes. By the way, I also brought a lot of snacks and fruits, shall we share them later?"

Ling Yueer smiled cutely and sweetly. She opened the bedroom door, frowned and complained softly, "The room is so small."

The woman who entered the door behind Bai Lun raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling Yue'er with disdain: "I've never seen someone so exaggerated, actually wearing luxury brand clothes, as if they were afraid that others would not know that you are a local tyrant."

"Could it be that you're wearing a fake famous brand and pretending to be a love hunter, but you're actually here for the bounty?"

Although Byron was suspicious of Ling Yueer's attitude, he couldn't see a woman who showed affection for him being targeted by others.

He scolded in a low voice: "Keliya, don't target newcomers like this without evidence."

In front of the camera, facing Kai Liya's provocation, Ling Yue'er smiled disapprovingly, "Of course people who know the real and fake famous brands can tell, why should I make a fool of myself on TV wearing a fake one?"

"Thank you Brother Bailun for helping me, do you think my clothes are exaggerated?"

She stood in front of the mirror and turned around. The clothes covered her bumpy figure. No matter how you looked at it, her figure was more eye-catching.

Especially those contradictory eyes full of confidence and shyness, looking at Byron without blinking.

She pulled him back and confessed boldly and directly: "Brother Bailun, I watched your live broadcast for three consecutive days, including the later edited video, and I watched it without missing a second. I really like you so much that I will Immediately find the crew to contribute and join. You can't go wrong in choosing me, I'm also a love hunter!"

This word was used very cleverly. Byron raised his eyebrows, a smile curled up on his lips, and said slowly, "Thank you for your liking, but how can you be sure that I won't be a bounty hunter?"

The barrage is frantically swiping.

As a parachutist, Ling Yueer showed too many advantages.

Rich, beautiful, and with a good figure, she instantly gained a lot of fans from passers-by.

Everyone guessed each other's identities and commented on Ling Yue'er's outfits, and the live broadcast was also pushed to the forefront.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Qi Jingan was still flipping through documents in the office.

The door was knocked hastily, before he could speak, Gao Mian strode in and handed the tablet in his hand to Qi Jingan.

"President Qi, look at this!" His voice could not hide his excitement. For three years, Gao Mian had already decided that Ling Yueer was buried in the high seas. If Qi Jingan was not still insisting on searching for Ling Yueer's whereabouts, he might have missed it. this video.

Qi Jingan's expression was indifferent, he looked away from the computer screen, and glanced at Gao Mian lifelessly: "I'm frizzy when things happen, I've been under my command for several years, and I haven't made any progress at all."

Gao Mian didn't argue, and handed the tablet to Qi Jingan.

Qi Jingan's eyes suddenly froze, as if he had been slapped in the face, his whole body froze.

The familiar figure that haunted him in the video looked a little fatter, and his complexion improved a lot.

Although there was makeup to cover it up, Qi Jingan could still recognize Ling Yue'er at a glance.

She was holding another strange man's hand and confessing tenderly.

He watched silently, without making a sound for a long time.

Gao Mian raised his head cautiously without waiting for Qi Jingan's response.

I saw Qi Jingan's eyes narrowed, as if he had changed suddenly, his eyes were cold, but there was a gleam of light in them.

He leaned back on the computer chair, wondering what he was thinking: "Have you found out who she is now?"