Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

"Enhao, don't be angry!"

Ling Yue'er was taken aback by his appearance, she lost her grip on the wine glass and dropped it on her toes.

"what!"

Such a hit, the pain is no different from kicking the toe to the corner of the table.

She frowned, and Min Enhao hugged her in a panic: "What's wrong?"

It was only when I saw the broken glass lying on the ground that I realized it.

"Don't pick up the shards of glass, you will be cut!" He immediately picked up Ling Yue'er and walked to the sofa on the other side.

Ling Yue'er stopped the hand that was about to bend down and pinch her toes.

The refreshing smell of the young man penetrated into the tip of her nose, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Are they too close?
And Min Eunho's eyes, staring at her so affectionately and anxiously.

"Let me go, I can walk by myself..."

Before she finished speaking, her buttocks had already landed on the sofa.

Ling Yue'er instantly blushed, feeling ashamed of how much she wanted to misunderstand Min Enhao.

"Did you hit your toe? Which foot?" Min Enhao squatted down and asked nervously.

He held Ling Yue'er's ankle without hesitation, took off the two slippers and looked at them.

The instep of the foot hit by the heavy glass was already red.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with it now, except that it hurt when it was hit just now, and it's healed now..." Ling Yue'er's feet were held in his hands, and she felt ashamed and embarrassed.

She couldn't help struggling, but luckily Min Eun-ho let her go obediently.

"Let's put some ice cubes on it."

Min Enhao took the ice cubes and put them between the disposable face towels, knelt down, and carefully stuck the ice cubes between Ling Yueer's toes.

"Does it still hurt now? Do you want to go to the hospital to take a picture?" He asked nervously.

"It doesn't hurt that much anymore." Ling Yue'er turned her face away and said embarrassedly, "Enhao, can you let go of my foot..."

Only then did Min Enhao come to his senses, stood up, and put his hands behind his back in a daze: "Sorry, I scared you."

"It's really all right now." Ling Yue'er didn't dare to raise her face.

She clutched the ice, her heart beating wildly.

Since Huo's mother passed away, the six-month-old baby in her womb had left, and now Qi Jingan didn't want her anymore.

At that time, she felt more than once that she had no relatives in this world, and there was no one who could truly treat her well unconditionally.

Master Fang Qu liked her talent and was willing to help her by accepting her as his apprentice.

Boss Zhang Ji was willing to take her with him and help her tide over difficulties because of his master and her ability.

All these years of wandering outside, she never cared about anyone again.

She is a passer-by in other people's lives, and others are also passers-by in her life.

Min Enhao cared about her so much, it made her heart warm, and she was so moved that she didn't know what to do.

Seeing that Ling Yue'er's ears were red and she was too shy to speak, Min Enhao's brain became hot, and he couldn't help but bend down and hug her.

"Sister Yueer, they bullied you, I can help you avenge them."

"I'm not as useless as I was three years ago. I can take you away, let's go to country D, go to my house, and I can protect you! So, don't let those people hurt you again, okay?"

He murmured in Ling Yue'er's ear.

Is this hurt?
Listening to his words, Ling Yue'er was a little confused for a moment.

At first, she couldn't resist Qi Jingan's temptation, she thought she could handle the relationship between the three of them well.

But now being stuck between Byron and Qi Jingan, Ling Yueer realized that things were far from as simple as she imagined, and Qi Jingan was not as he expressed, willing to be manipulated by others.

It was all because he was deliberately showing weakness to lure her into believing it was true.

Although the red mark on the wrist is no longer painful, the color is still bright.

She stared blankly at her wrist, caught in a struggle and dilemma, completely forgot to push Min Eun-ho's embrace away.

Suddenly, the door lock of her room was turned, and Qi Jingan's stern face appeared before her eyes.

He looked at the two people embracing each other, Ling Yue'er's slender hands rested gently on Min Enhao's back, and there was still a little blush on his face.

They are like a pair of lovers who have been separated for a long time, hugging so hard.

"This is your so-called sister-brother relationship. While you are hanging on Byron, you are entangled with me. Now you need to add another Min Eun-ho? Ling Yueer, do you still think that there are not enough men around you?"

Qi Jingan clenched his fists and creaked, his eyes almost burst into flames.

He stepped forward in two or three steps, Ling Yueer's eyes blurred, Qi Jingan had already grabbed Min Enhao's neckline, and he was about to hit someone.

Fortunately, he was still thinking about the fact that he had hurt Ling Yue'er with too much force in his hand just now.

Fortunately, he was still worried that Ling Yue'er thought he was threatening her, afraid that she would be troubled and unhappy, so he ran to see her.

When he came over to see, he was hugging Min Eun Ho.

If he didn't come in with long eyes, I'm afraid they would have slept naturally.

How did she become such a casual person?
Looking at him with heartbroken eyes, Ling Yue'er smiled indifferently when she heard the harsh words.

"Yes, I just think there are not enough men around me."

"Didn't you say you can bear it? Who do I go to, one or a group of people, a strange man or Eun Ho, it's all the same to you? Why are you angry, and who are you angry with?"

She opened Qi Jingan's hand with a snap, and snuggled into Min Enhao's arms with a smile.

Min Enhao looked at Ling Yueer in surprise.

"I'm embarrassing you, cooperate with me." She whispered, winking at Min Enhao.

Originally, Min Enhao put down his hand that wanted to fight back against Qi Jingan, but with a guilty conscience and a fast heartbeat, he hugged Ling Yueer's slender waist.

Ling Yue'er looked at Qi Jingan's instantly darkened face, and smiled brightly.

She raised her chin and reprimanded disdainfully and coldly: "What are you looking at, go out, close the door, and don't disturb Enhao and me."

Qi Jingan's lungs were about to explode.

If he had known that calling Min Enhao over was to increase his rival in love, he would not have contacted him no matter what.

If Ling Yue'er hadn't always kept saying in front of him that she only regarded Min Enhao as her younger brother, how could he have lost his mind and really sent Min Enhao to his door to create opportunities for them.

at this point.

Qi Jingan laughed back in exasperation, his glazed eyes deepened, he stared at Ling Yue'er, and said word by word: "Byron is still next door."

Ling Yueer pouted.

This is another threat to Byron.

If it gets too big, everyone will follow along to finish the game, right?

Seeing Ling Yueer's silence, Min Enhao's heart turned cold, and he gradually figured out the tension and entanglement between the two of them.

Ling Yueer kept Qi Jingan by her side, but she was in a relationship with Byron on the surface.

And Qi Jingan is willing to hide himself, but he will use it as a threat.

And Byron is the weak balance point in their fragile relationship.

Min Eun-ho instantly sympathized with this innocent and poor man.

"It's getting late, let's go back, and don't disturb Miss Yueer's rest." Min Enhao said suddenly.

Without Shao Boyi, he is still good at judging the situation and being considerate enough to make people feel guilty.

Qi Jingan smiled at him, but nodded dispensably: "Okay."

Ling Yue'er sighed and didn't keep them any longer.

She locked the door behind her back and didn't sleep well all night. Early the next morning, Byron left on the pretext of having something to do, and Ling Yue'er didn't go downstairs to see him off.

Seeing the car drifting away, she pulled the curtains tightly.

I have a severe headache, and I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep well last night, or because of excess anxiety, which caused the short-term pain.

She was just about to throw herself back on the bed to catch up on sleep when she suddenly heard the landline ring.

It was the security at the door calling.

"Miss, there is a guest at the door, saying that your biological brother is looking for you."

Ling Yue'er didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

Her biological mother died, and her biological father is still unknown.

Someone popped up suddenly claiming to be her biological brother?
I'm afraid it's not because the people who live nearby watch her on the show and get rich, so they come to touch porcelain.

"Don't ask me for my opinion on such things in the future. I don't have any biological brothers or sisters living outside." She said in a cold tone.

"Oh..." The security guard hesitated, "I think they drove a luxury car with a starting price of at least 300 million. The group of people are either rich or expensive, and they don't look like liars."

"Miss, why don't you come down and take a look? What if it's really someone related to you by blood?"

Ling Yueer frowned.

Her setting in front of the security was the same as that shown on the show. It was said that her parents died in an accident in the early years, and she received a large amount of compensation and subsidies. She bought this villa at a high price recently.

"Is 300 million a lot? What do you mean, it means that before my parents passed away, they cheated on me and left me a bastard brother." She couldn't finish her sentence angrily, and wanted to hang up the phone.

The security guard added in a panic: "Miss, I didn't mean that. The gentleman said his name is Anthony, and he has met you several times."

Ling Yue'er had a terrible headache, and almost blurted out asking Anthony which onion was considered.

After two seconds, she finally remembered that this person was the fifth male guest on the romance show, who had sex with the little white flower Bella live, and thought about getting close to her.

If there is anything that can't be communicated by phone, or visit without an appointment.

Ling Yueer thought for a moment, "Okay, please wait in the guard room first, I have to wash up before going down."

Outside the gate, Anthony sat by the side of the car, accompanied by the accompanying butler and assistants.

The little assistant was muttering and complaining: "Is there something wrong with the recent weather? The sun is so hot in the early morning, and it's still such a hot day. That lady actually asked you to wait outside, and didn't even invite you in first. Isn't this attitude too perfunctory?"

The butler lowered his head, glanced at Anthony, saw that his expression didn't change, frowned and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, we came here abruptly, without an appointment in advance, Su... that lady doesn't want to believe it, and it's reasonable. "

In fact, he also had some doubts in his heart. Since Anthony had long guessed that Su Miaomiao was the illegitimate child of the Caesar family who had fallen outside and had never met, why didn't he verify the DNA first, and then arrange a recognition banquet after confirming the relationship, and bring Su Miaomiao back to the family? ?

Could it be... is that what that person meant?
The scorching sun was so scorching that people were sweating in just a few minutes.

Anthony was sitting in the car, looking at his phone from time to time, sending some flirtatious messages.

The housekeeper lowered his head, wishing he could leave immediately, not wanting to hear the secrets of his young master's love history.

As soon as Ling Yue'er came out, she saw several people outside the door looking over at the same time, all with unclear emotions.

The little assistant was still young, and he looked Ling Yue'er up and down unabashedly.

He didn't follow Anthony to participate in the romance show, but he also saw news about Su Miaomiao on the Internet.

He thinks he serves Caesar, a family with nearly 200 years of history, and has always been low-key and elegant. He looks down on this nouveau riche who always shows that he is rich and smells like copper.

Mentioning the unbelievable scandals that were exposed on the Internet a few days ago, the little assistant became even more resentful.

He was still busy wiping his butt for that matter, how much this increased his workload.

In contrast, Miss Rosanne at home has never been so ostentatious.

She has always been so considerate and gentle, but it is a pity that a mistake 26 years ago caused her to be sent to the Caesar family by mistake, so that now she has to suffer unwarranted criticism because of her background.

Ling Yue'er walked out from the guard room, her eyes swept across the luxury car that was summed up by the security as 300 million and up, the assistant, the housekeeper, and stopped on Anthony who had only seen him a few times.

"What are you planning to do?" She looked suspicious.

Anthony smiled and said, "Miaomiao, why are you so unfamiliar, you should already know our purpose from the security guard."

"From now on, I will be your fourth brother."

Ling Yueer almost couldn't control her expression, she said with extreme disgust: "My parents are long gone, what kind of fourth brother are you? Don't come here to touch porcelain with empty words."

The little assistant didn't come up in one breath, and almost died of depression.

This woman actually dares to dislike Fourth Young Master!
Where does she have the face to think that our Caesar family is touching porcelain!

Although Anthony's expression was still gentle, he felt that it was necessary for him to introduce the situation of the Caesar family to Ling Yue'er.

"Miss Su, I think you don't know the 200-year history of our Caesar family. We are not like you, who pay attention to low-key elegance..."

"Ha, keep a low profile." Ling Yue'er smiled, "Live a low profile pornographic action movie on Lian Zong."

Assistant: "..."

this woman!How dare you speak ill of Si Shao!

The housekeeper coughed lightly, and his attitude was more respectful: "Miss Su Miaomiao, you have been working hard during this period of time. The fourth young master saw you on the love list a while ago, and realized that your identity is not simple, so he personally participated in the love list. Get up close and personal with you."

"However, he is not very familiar with the process of love affairs, so you may not be familiar with him."

"During the family meeting yesterday, the fourth young master felt that letting you wander outside was not in line with the style of the Caesar family, and it would also be a kind of harm to you. Gu, we are here this time to take you back to the family."

He wasn't very worried that Ling Yue'er would refuse.

Everyone knows the status of the Caesar family in country A.

There have been several national presidents in the family in the past, and there are all kinds of high-level nobles and wealthy businessmen. No matter how rich Ling Yueer is, compared with the Caesar family, she is just an inconspicuous little ant.

If it weren't for such an unconfirmed blood relationship, she would never have had the chance to come into contact with the Caesar family in this life.

However, in the next second, he was shocked.

Ling Yue'er looked at them as if she was insane, and stretched out her hand.

"Who are you?" The butler's brain went down.

Ling Yue'er became more and more impatient, she covered her forehead with one hand, and said with a headache: "DNA test report! You come to recognize relatives, why don't you prepare a DNA test report for me?"

"Also, I don't believe your DNA test report. I hope you can give me a hair or nail fragment that can be verified at the same time, so that I can check with the agency in private."

The butler was speechless for a while, and looked at Anthony silently.

Before he came, he had thought about why the fourth young master didn't take a DNA test before taking Su Miaomiao home, so as to avoid the situation of identifying the wrong person.

It's just that now, he can more or less feel that Miss Su Miaomiao's personality is really similar to that Patriarch when he was young.