Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

Ling Yue'er sat on Byron's side without hesitation.

Qi Jing'an withdrew his hand a little bit disappointed, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

"What hobbies does Miao Miao usually have?" Byron picked an easy topic to pick up.

"As for me, I usually don't have much rest time. Most of the time I watch variety shows to relax, sleep in, and exercise occasionally. The day passes quickly."

Ling Yueer looked straight at Byron, ignoring Qi Jingan the whole time.

"How about you, Byron?"

The two chatted happily, and the cameraman deliberately pointed the camera at Qi Jingan.

He kept watching the two of them in silence, without forcefully interjecting, there was a stack of steamed prawns specially placed on the dining table, Qi Jingan kept his hands on it, and quickly peeled a plate of prawns and handed it to Ling Yueer.

Ling Yueer nodded slightly to express her gratitude, and said in surprise and admiration: "You can also play the piano? It's amazing. I like a piano piece very much recently, and I've played it many times!"

"There is a piano in the side hall of the villa. After dinner, I will go to practice the piano."

"Then can I go and enjoy it?"

"Of course, I can try to play the piece you like, and the one I'm practicing recently, maybe you will like it too."

【Byron is so good at it, isn't this a logical solo date? 】

[A date in the piano room is a bit romantic. 】

[Ah, it's too miserable, the uncle is a little pitiful, he has been left alone. 】

【Miaomiao, take a quick look at Uncle, he has been waiting for you. 】

【Miao Miao chose this way on purpose, she likes Byron and wants to give up on Uncle, so she ignores him on purpose. 】

Qi Jingan is no stranger to such means.

Three years ago, he used such methods to force Ling Yue'er to leave.

Sure enough, it was because she hated him that she feigned death and left?
No matter what, Qi Jingan was already content with making sure that she was still alive.

At first, he actually didn't expect Ling Yue'er to return to him.

However, every time I saw her sitting with Byron, I felt an indescribable restlessness in my heart.

It's as if he instinctively wants to defend his territory and keep his woman. His hostility towards Byron is so strong that Qi Jingan himself is a little startled.

He was not as calm as he thought.

Ling Yue'er left as soon as she said, without leaving him a word, leaving him alone, she didn't know how she survived these days.

She seemed to have completely let go of the past, no longer panicked when facing him, and was actively looking for the next person she liked.

Only he, like an old antique, clings to the past and is trapped in the past.

After the tasteless lunch, Qi Jingan ordered Gao Mian to check the details of Byron.

By the way, Gao Mian finished reporting his recent business affairs, and asked tentatively: "Miss Xu asked when are you going to return to China?"

Qi Jingan took off his coat, "Is there anything wrong with her?"

Gao Mian said, "It's probably just a matter of concern."

Qi Jingan looked cold, "Just say you don't know."

The recording of the romance drama was expected to last for eight days, and it is now the fourth day.

Qi Jingan originally planned to return to the country after the romance drama ended, but now, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

After lunch, everyone has a two-hour lunch break.

Byron sent Ling Yueer all the way to the door of the room, Ling Yueer yawned.

"Brother Bailun, I'm going to catch up on sleep first. Can you call me later? I'm afraid the alarm clock won't work and I'll oversleep."

"I really didn't sleep well last night, and the dark circles under my eyes came out."

Byron's smile deepened: "Okay, go in quickly."

Ling Yue'er smiled shyly: "You go first, I want to wait for you to leave before closing the door."

Under the camera, she didn't close the door reluctantly until Byron passed the corner.

As soon as the door was closed, Ling Yue'er took off her disguise, fell down on the bed with a sad face, hugged the pillow twice, and called Zhang Ji.

"What should I do, Qi Jingan has found a variety show."

Zhang Ji seemed to be taking a nap, and his voice was low: "Just look for it, you are all divorced, and he has no right to let you find a new man."

Ling Yue'er lowered her voice: "What if he wants to play some bondage and imprisonment game and kidnap me back to China? You will come to save me, why don't you come to the variety show now!"

Zhang Ji clicked his tongue.

"There are live cameras everywhere in the program group, what is there to worry about? After the recording of the variety show is over, you can contact me if there is anything wrong."

"Since he still wants to find you, it's time for you to settle with Qi Jingan."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Ling Yue'er alone to worry.

In the end, after less than half an hour of sleep, I was called to wake up with dizziness and brain swelling.

Considering that the tasks in the morning are more difficult, the activities arranged by the program group in the afternoon are much easier.

The staff clapped their hands, and after attracting everyone's attention, they opened their mouths and said, "Everyone is free to move around in the afternoon, find someone you like to chat with, and exchange various interests and hobbies."

"It's that simple?" Little White Flower asked suspiciously.

"Of course there is a follow-up. After so many days of getting along, I believe that everyone has already become familiar with each other. Before dinner, you need to confirm the number of men and women who are money hunters among the eight people, and write it on the card Hand them over to me for recycling."

"Whoever guesses correctly will get a mysterious reward."

Ling Yue'er snorted coldly: "It won't be the kind of tricky reward at noon again."

The staff laughed loudly, without any hint of sarcasm: "Okay, in order to prevent you from being passive and sabotage, I'd like to make it clear. The guest who guesses correctly can confirm a person's true identity at will."

[The werewolf killing finally started? 】

[It turns out that the number of male and female money hunters among the eight people is different. I thought it was an ordinary two-on-two. 】

[At the beginning of the show, there were only six guests. It is normal that the number of men and women is not equal.But who will be the money hunter? Looking at it now, I feel that everyone is suspected. 】

When it came to the issue of identity, the few people who were not in the state suddenly became energetic.

Ling Yue'er leaned towards Byron: "You came early, who do you think are more suspicious?"

Byron raised his eyebrows, "Are you not afraid that I will mislead you?"

"Don't be afraid, I think Brother Bailun is a love hunter." Ling Yue'er inadvertently pressed her arm against him, and yawned drowsily because she was still sleepy.

Tears flashed, and she leaned on Byron's shoulder in a very relaxed posture.

Byron turned his head, his shoulders became stiff, and he said somewhat cautiously: "Kelia is probably a money hunter. When the staff mentioned the reward for answering the question just now, I felt her complexion obviously changed."

"During the previous relationship, I felt that Bella had too obvious utilitarianism. Her eyes were always full of ambition, but she disguised it better."

"and also……"

"You mentioned so many people, why didn't you tell me about yourself?" Qi Jingan came suddenly, and Ling Yueer felt the sofa beside her sink.

She didn't look back, looked at Byron with a smile and said, "Even if Brother Byron is a money hunter, I don't care."

"I have a lot of money to squander. The program bonus is nothing to me. As long as you want, I can give you more."

Originally, he was thinking about how to confront Qi Jingan, but Ling Yueer covered her with a big cake, and Byron couldn't laugh or cry after hearing it.

"Miaomiao, from what you mean, you just want to keep me?"

Ling Yue'er blinked playfully: "Do you think I'm humiliating you? In my opinion, this is actually getting what you want. I want your love, if you need my money, and I have There are a lot, so why not give you some?"

This is indeed the usual thought of rich people.

Byron shook his head thoughtfully: "Thank you for thinking so much about me, but I'm not the kind of person who will sell my feelings for money."

"But I hope we get to know each other better."

Surprised and pleasantly surprised, Ling Yue'er sat up straight and blushed and kept nodding.

Qi Jingan couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he dragged her out without any explanation.

"What are you doing?" Byron grabbed his wrist, frowning, "Miao Miao doesn't want to get in touch with you, I hope you can maintain a little gentlemanly demeanor, and don't cause her too much trouble."

Both of them were about 1.8 meters tall, and with Ling Yue'er sandwiched between them, they were in a dilemma.

She twitched her wrist, and Qi Jingan exerted force on her palm, but she remained motionless.

"How much do you know her? Do you know her past? But after only one day, you are neither her lover nor her husband, and you have no right to stop me." Qi Jingan raised his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous cruelty. .

Byron was overwhelmed by the sudden killing intent, and couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

In just a few seconds of this pause, Qi Jingan had already pulled Ling Yueer away.

Byron clenched his fists, aware of the meaning behind Qi Jingan's words.

[So they knew each other before?Could it be that the ex-boyfriend came to ask for reunion! 】

【Then why didn't Miao Miao know him when we first met? 】

[Is there a possibility that Qi Jingan has a crush on Su Miaomiao, but Su Miaomiao never knew about it until Qi Jingan finally couldn't help it...]

"What on earth are you going to do?" Ling Yue'er was staggered by him and almost fell several times.

Followed but did not step forward to stop.

She gritted her teeth secretly, resorted to specially trained tactics and twisted her wrists, relying on her bone structure to get rid of Qi Jingan's shackles.

But Qi Jingan obviously hasn't been idle in the past few years. Ling Yue'er's little physical skill has not been done two moves by his hands, and she is pinned against the wall panting and unable to move.

"I still want to ask you what you want to do." Qi Jingan said in a deep voice, with obvious anger in his tone, "Yue'er, don't you have anything to explain to me after you left without authorization these few years?"

Ling Yueer smiled.

She couldn't figure out why Qi Jingan was able to question her as a victim. What did her life or death after the divorce have to do with him?

Could it be that she wanted to fake her death, and had to talk to her ex-husband first before she could leave?

This is really the biggest joke Ling Yueer has encountered in the past few years.

"Is it funny?" Qi Jingan's strong chest moved closer again, with a full sense of oppression and aggression.

Ling Yue'er's smile gradually faded, turning into helplessness, "Mr. Qi, I think you may have misunderstood the person, I'm not the Yue'er bird you said."

"Since you met, you kept saying that you fell in love with me at first sight. At that time, I thought you were just a little frivolous in your relationship. I didn't expect you to use me as a substitute?"

"Besides, there are live cameras everywhere here. I hope you can control your own hands and feet, and don't touch me like this. It's really... disgusting."

[Looking for a substitute in a romance show?There is a hole in the brain! 】

[The favorability has plummeted. 】

[At first I thought it was a pity that he was ignored, but Miao Miao had the foresight! 】

Qi Jingan suffocated for breath.

For three years, he begged God countless times, wishing for Yue'er's death, but God made a joke for him.

Now Ling Yue'er is right in front of her eyes, they are so close, as long as they get closer, they can embrace each other.

However, the understatement of disgust made him suddenly start to wonder if his cognition was really wrong.

He never thought that Yue'er would resist his intimacy so much, and she still liked to cling to him even after the divorce.

He was caught off guard and stabbed severely in the heart, countless stabs.

Qi Jingan's eyes were flushed: "Ling Yue'er, you are really cruel. You have a lot of ways to get revenge on me. Why do you torture me like this?"

"Do you know how much I miss you!"

Ling Yue'er raised her eyelids, and met those shallow eyes that couldn't hide the pain in her affectionate eyes.

Her expression was calm without any fluctuation, a little indifferent, even a little distracted.

It turned out that her death was also regarded as torture for him.

At first Ling Yue'er did leave out of revenge, but gradually, when she came out of that unforgettable relationship, she realized how naive her thoughts were.

The news of her death will only hurt those who loved her dearly.

To Qi Jingan, who had already moved on and married immediately after divorce, she was like a stranger in the world who would die dozens of times every second.

Who would feel pain over the deaths of these strangers.

The idea that something is unique in his heart is also meaningless.

People who don't love can't be saved no matter what they do.

"Mr. Qi, if you really can't control your emotions, then I can only find the staff."

She waved to the staff at the side, intending to get away as soon as possible, but she didn't want Qi Jingan to suddenly pick her up and walk into the small room behind her.

The door was locked heavily, and the next second Ling Yue'er was pressed against the door panel, the two of them pressed close together, and could clearly feel the ups and downs of each other's body.

"Qi Jing'an, are you crazy?!" Ling Yue'er was stunned, subconsciously propped her elbows on her chest, trying to leave a little space, but still couldn't break free.

The strength of a woman is no greater than that of a man.

"That's right, I'm crazy. I should have brought you back to China as soon as possible, instead of watching you flirting with other men here." His voice was trembling, with some inaudible choking.

Ling Yueer moved her fingertips.

Even after everything was over, she still felt unbearable to see Qi Jingan like this.

However, for the sake of the task, she must put aside her personal feelings. This is an important precaution that every senior has repeatedly warned for so many years since she joined the company.

She had to be discreet so that the logistical work of preparing her identity information would not go to waste.

"But, what does this have to do with you?" She tilted her head and said unmoved, "I'm Su Miaomiao, you really misidentified the person."

Qi Jingan looked at her coldly: "Have you forgotten that time when you pretended to be Xie Yingying and I saw through it at a glance? Do you really think you can fool me if you don't admit it?"