Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

A wave of anger rushed straight up in an instant.

Thinking about Qi Jingan's calm expression when he fell into the cliff, could it be that he also arranged this accident?
"The rainstorm warning is issued temporarily. The weather is changing all the time. It's normal for the program crew to have occasional situations." Qi Jingan immediately explained in a low, calm voice.

He mentioned it with all his heart, and it was with great difficulty that the relationship between the two of them eased a little. If Ling Yue'er misunderstood him, it would be hard to explain.

Falling down the cliff was indeed an accident, and when he found that Ling Yue'er was left alone, and it happened that there would be heavy rain soon, he decided to take the opportunity to delay for a while.

"Really, anyway, you know it very well."

It was Qi Jingan who told her about the rainstorm. If Qi Jingan didn't deliberately delay telling her until the end, who would believe it?

And he often took advantage of her by taking advantage of the rainstorm.

Qi Jingan had no choice but to say, "You must think this way, and I can't explain it clearly. At least you chose to stay with me."

"Yeah, I should have let Brother Bailun stay with you if I knew it earlier. The more I look at you, the more upset I get!" When she got angry, she moved farther away from him, almost sticking to the window.

At this moment, Ling Yue'er suddenly realized that she was still wearing Qi Jingan's coat.

Just now, for sun protection, I have been reluctantly wearing it on my body.

She immediately took off her coat, and threw it back to Qi Jingan with a look of disgust. The clothes got stuck in the seat, she pulled it a few times, and Ling Yue'er tried again—the car door suddenly opened.

"Yue'er!" Qi Jingan's pupils constricted in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to pull Ling Yue'er, but only touched his coat, and he missed it.

Ling Yue'er was dizzy, and before she could react to what happened, she fell over and rolled several times.

"it hurts!"

She felt a tingle, skin rubbing against the rough grass.

It seemed that after rolling three or four times, her body finally stopped rolling. Lying on the lawn, she first took a look at the scratches on her forearm.

The wound was smaller than imagined, probably because it was covered by clothing.

Ling Yue'er really wanted to scold her right now.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I always feel that since the reunion with Qi Jingan, her luck has been unbelievably bad.

Even if you take off your clothes, you can hook the door lock, but this car doesn't lock the door!
Ling Yue'er felt that she and Qi Jingan might not get along.

The dull pain in the head became more and more obvious, together with the scratches on her body, it interfered with Ling Yue'er's thoughts, and her small face changed back and forth, twisting into a ball.

The staff stopped in panic, and Qi Jingan rushed over anxiously, his hands holding Ling Yue'er were trembling: "Yue'er, why don't you trust me so much that you don't want to ride in a car with me even if you hurt yourself?"

"If you don't want me to touch you, I won't touch you, and I won't interfere with your relationship with Byron again, but please, don't do these stupid things again! I really don't want to see you in an accident again !"

Ling Yue'er exhausted the last trace of remaining consciousness, rolled her eyes: "I thank you, remember your promises, if you dare to go back on your word, I will kill myself."

Seeing that she seemed to be answering in spirit, Qi Jing'an couldn't laugh or cry.

He was worried, anxious and a little annoyed, picked her up and walked to the carriage, "Are you okay?"

Ling Yue'er didn't respond.

She passed out.

Qi Jingan's heart stopped beating, and he shouted loudly, "Where is the doctor, why hasn't the doctor come here yet?"

He felt that Ling Yue'er's whole body was burning hot.

The white coat ran and jumped over to help Ling Yueer take her temperature and check her wounds, so busy that she flew up.

Qi Jingan was still anxious and troublesome, constantly asking the doctor: "How is Yue'er? Why is she in a coma? Is it because she fell down? Should I send her to the hospital now?"

A series of questions were asked so that the doctor didn't know where to start.

"It's okay, she covered her face with her elbow, and there was no wound on her head. Miss Su's coma was caused by the high fever and the impact of the fall. I will give her a hanging needle now, and she will wake up soon."

After the doctor finished speaking quickly, he returned to take out the standing glucose anti-inflammatory drugs from the medicine box, and hung the medicine bag on the armrest in the car.

Qi Jingan was so anxious that his forehead was covered with sweat, and when he heard that Ling Yue'er had a fever, he immediately blamed himself again.

She caught a cold because of the rain and the cold wind blowing on the mountain.

If he'd forced her to change into dry clothes in the first place, perhaps the burn wouldn't have been so bad.

In a daze, Ling Yue'er heard the doctor say that she had a cold and wanted to give her an injection.

The hand followed and was pulled out vigorously.

"Don't get an injection..." She shrank subconsciously into Qi Jingan's arms, "I'll be fine after taking some medicine, no need for an injection."

Qi Jingan held her wrist, with a stern expression: "Don't make trouble, you don't say anything even if you have a fever like this, and endured all the way. If you didn't find out now, would you have to hide it when you go back? Such a severe high fever, without an injection, will hurt you." Burn stupid!"

"I hate injections, I don't want to go to the hospital!" Ling Yueer cried and struggled.

The needles, the hanging bottle, the hospital, the pale walls, and the cool smell of disinfectant brought her so deep memories.

Huo Daimei's death, the baby's death, and Qi Jingan's cruel rejection.

So much so that later, when Ling Yue'er got sick, she tried her best not to go to the hospital, anyway, the minor ailments passed after she endured them.

The annual physical examination is organized and arranged, and there has been no problem.

Qi Jingan hugged her tightly, trying to rub her into his body with force, and kept saying in her ear: "We won't go to the hospital, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. After the injection, let's go back to the villa, okay?"

Ling Yue'er was sore and weak, she didn't move twice, and she was unconscious again.

Along the way, Qi Jingan didn't dare to let go, fearing that if he let go, Ling Yue'er would take the opportunity to tear off the needle in his hand.

The car was speeding all the way, when Qi Jingan's phone rang.

As soon as the call was connected, I heard Hua Yuanqing's hearty laughter: "Hahaha Qi Jing'an, you actually have a day to wear women's clothes? You're so ridiculous! You didn't share it with me. It's thanks to my surfing the Internet, otherwise I missed it. You will regret this kind of joke to death!"

How could Qi Jingan have the heart to chat with him: "If there is something to talk about, I will hang up if there is nothing to do."

Hua Yuanqing hurriedly said: "Don't hang up, don't hang up, will you be unhappy if you say a few more words?"

Qi Jingan's face was full of worry and restlessness. He noticed that Ling Yue'er was disturbed by the call, and moved his body unsteadily, and said in a low voice, "Yue'er has a high fever, so I don't have time to chat with you."

"Oh~" Hua Yuanqing said enthusiastically, "How are you doing? You didn't even say hello to me when you came to country A. I'll treat you to dinner."

Ling Yue'er passed away unexpectedly three years ago, and he had heard Qi Jingan mention it.

After returning to the country, he would occasionally drink with Qi Jingan to relieve his sorrows, and persuade him to open up and cherish the people in front of him.

Unexpectedly, after going around and going around, they were involved again.

"It happened so suddenly, I didn't expect you to be here."

Hua Yuanqing didn't mind either: "You just came, so don't rush back. Come to my wedding next week, I'll send you an electronic invitation, you must come!"

Qi Jingan raised his eyebrows: "Who did you marry, and you have a new love? Why have I never heard you mention it?"

"It's still Candith. I've been on and off with her three or five times. This time, I accidentally killed someone and became pregnant. I don't want to bother, so let's just marry with a son." Hua Yuanqing sighed.

Qi Jingan was speechless, he did it three or five times, at least twenty or thirty times when counted down!

The two happy lovers broke up when they quarreled. He was also confused before, thinking that they could separate completely, and wanted to introduce him to Chen Xuan.

"I see."

He was about to hang up the phone, but suddenly Hua Yuanqing asked seriously: "You recklessly came to country A to chase Yue'er, did you explain to her about the listed lady at home?"

Qi Jingan froze suddenly.

He wanted to touch the cigarettes in his pocket, but when he was distracted for a moment, Ling Yue'er's body swayed in the direction of the car, and his hands held her tightly again.

Perhaps it was Ling Yueer's indifference and resistance that irritated him, making him unable to calmly analyze and think about the problem.

Maybe it was because the authorities were obsessed with it, and Ling Yueer never mentioned this matter, and her attitude of not caring what he did made him ignore this crucial issue.

He thought she hated his touch so much because she didn't love him anymore.

But now awakened by Hua Yuanqing, it seems that there is a breakthrough in the difficult puzzle.

"Thank you." He suddenly understood, with excitement and anticipation rising in his heart.

Why did she realize now that Ling Yue'er resisted his touch because she thought Xu Hui was his wife.

The only good thing is that he hasn't made any mistakes yet, and there is still time to explain.

On the other end of the phone, Hua Yuanqing smiled and narrowed her eyes: "I told you a long time ago, if you don't understand anything about relationships, ask me more. You see, you can forget to explain such an important thing. Ling Yueer suddenly saw When it comes to you, I must think that you are a scumbag who eats from the bowl and looks at the pot, not to mention that you still want to get back together with her."

"You just talked about your first love, so you have the nerve to say you have more experience than me?" Qi Jingan smiled.

"That's better than you, at least I'm not divorced~" Hua Yuanqing chuckled, "I wish you success in chasing your wife as soon as possible, and I'm waiting to drink your wedding wine."

"Okay." Qi Jingan said excitedly.

He wished he could wake Ling Yue'er up immediately, and tell her loudly that Xu Hui had nothing to do with him, they were just acting on occasion, using each other, they were his wife on the bright side, and also a target outside.

Tell her the longing for so many years, and the reason why she chose to let go.

His heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat, and he held it in his hands and gave it to Ling Yue'er.

"Hurry up, wait until you wake up..." He kissed Ling Yueer's sweaty forehead, curled up the corners of his lips, looked at the smooth road and the beautiful scenery flashing by outside the window, his mood was agitated cheerful.

Just like a boy with a hairy head, everything in his heart is shown on his face.

After returning to the villa, Qi Jingan was inseparable by Ling Yueer's bedside.

He held her hand and said a lot.

He knew that Ling Yue'er was still asleep and could not hear these words.

But he still said it over and over again, with a low voice.

Just like repeated rehearsals before giving a speech, constantly thinking about improving wording and writing.

He has spent three full years confessing his cowardice and self-righteousness, and he only hopes that Ling Yue'er will give him another chance.

Now the opportunity really came.

He had a vague premonition that this time was the last chance.

He had to catch her and save her. As long as he took one wrong step, what awaited him might be irreversible consequences.

Ling Yue'er hadn't been so seriously ill for a long time.

With the help of the master to regulate her body, her physical fitness improved rapidly during the half month on the isolated island. At her peak, she was able to spar with a 1.8-meter-tall male coach for more than 10 minutes.

She was lying in bed, sweating from the heat, but she felt the chills from the inside out.

The headache was about to explode, making her sleepy but unable to fall asleep, wanting to wake up but unable to open her eyes.

She heard someone chanting scriptures in her ear, constantly muttering something, sometimes like a mosquito, the buzzing sound fluctuated from near to far.

Really noisy!

I really want to kill this mosquito!

Even though her hand was too heavy to lift, she raised her hand under the blessing of anger and waved it in the direction of the sound.

Qi Jingan could see Ling Yueer's every move, he caught her limp and swaying little hand, held it reluctantly for a while, and stuffed it back into the thin quilt.

"Don't move around. It's normal for you to sweat and feel uncomfortable. When the sweat comes out, your illness will be cured." Qi Jingan murmured.

Missing the mosquito, Ling Yue'er frowned, turned over and buried her head in the quilt, curled up into a ball.

This position is the most relaxing sleeping position. She quickly let go of the restlessness in her heart, and the pain in her head seemed to be less painful.

When I woke up again, it was already late at night.

When he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred at first, and under the quiet night light, where he could see was Qi Jingan's sleeping figure leaning against the head of the bed.

Probably because she didn't want to be approached by him, she just sat far away by the bed.

His neck should hurt when he wakes up after sleeping in this position. Anyway, it will wake him up. After he wakes up in a while, let him go back to his room to sleep.

Thinking about it, Ling Yue'er gently pulled her hand out of his tightly clenched palm.

The clothes that were wet with sweat due to night sweats had already begun to emit a strange smell. Ling Yue'er sniffed it twice, went to the closet, picked up her pajamas, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The creaking sound of the closet door opening and closing awakened Qi Jingan, he sat up abruptly, and soon saw the back of Ling Yue'er closing the door.

"Click."

The door was locked.

The sound of running water soon resounded.

Qi Jingan woke up suddenly from his sleep, and was dazed for a moment. After a few minutes, he stood up and turned on the light, took out the change of sheets and quilt prepared by the program crew from the closet, and changed out the dirty bedding.

After taking a bath, Ling Yue'er was refreshed and her mood improved a lot.

She walked out of the bathroom wiping her hair, and saw Qi Jingan shaking the quilt, unexpectedly shutting down on the spot.

"I can do this kind of small thing by myself, and I don't need you to help me." She said sincerely, she really couldn't bear to see a billionaire here humbly helping her cover the quilt.

This is too ridiculous!

"I just do it smoothly." Qi Jingan shook out the quilt neatly, and threw himself neatly on the bed.

"Are you hungry? Do you have an appetite? Would you like something to eat?" He looked at Ling Yue'er.

Ling Yue'er shook her head and lay back on the bed, but she didn't lie down immediately.

She leaned against the bed, glanced at the screen of the phone first, and replied absently: "I have no appetite for the time being, and I don't want to eat. You go back first, I'm almost fine, so you don't need to watch over me anymore."

She paused, but her tone was softer: "Thank you."

Qi Jingan opened his mouth.

He seemed to be back in his youth, stepping on the podium for the first time and speaking in front of the teachers and students of the school.

But this time, it seemed to be much more nervous than that.

"Yue'er, I have something to explain to you, shall we talk about it?" He tried to speak calmly.

"Okay."

Ling Yue'er picked up a pillow and stuffed it on her lower back to lean on, and picked up another one and hugged it to her chest.

After finishing these preliminary preparations, she raised her eyes to look at Qi Jing'an: "Go ahead."