Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

She also understood that many of his hurts to her were unintentional.

He didn't know that she had been secretly loving her for ten years.

As for his explanation, she believed it, he wouldn't deceive her, he just remembered the humiliation he suffered that day, and at the company, he believed Tong Yaoyao didn't believe her, and asked her to apologize.

She still feels wronged.

Every word and action of Ye Mian affected Qiao Zhanbei's nerves, seeing her still very angry and sad, he was a little at a loss for a moment.

I've known her for ten years, except for the last drunken madness, she was always docile and obedient in front of him, never got into a temper tantrum with him, and when he encountered problems at work, she was the one who comforted him.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes were full of tenderness, he looked at her profile, hugged her carefully, sucked the faint sweet fragrance from her body, and rubbed his thin lips against her fair cheeks.

"Hey, don't be angry." The voice was deep and magnetic, with a slightly frosty texture.

He had never so patiently and gently comforted her, Ye Mian's nose was sore, almost broke her defenses, his warm breath, tender lips, gently touched her heartstrings, drumming the cells of her body, jumping for him.

Her curled eyelashes flickered a few times.

Seeing her a little moved, Qiao Zhanbei breathed a sigh of relief, "I will definitely pay attention in the future, so as not to make you feel wronged."

Ye Mian swallowed her throat, and felt much better. It was the first time she lost her temper with him in a sober state, but now that she got emotional, she felt a little embarrassed.

Were you too excited just now?Will he think too much?What's the point of her arguing with him even though she's about to get a divorce?

"I said so much just now, did you tear the wound? Does it hurt?" the man asked carefully.

"It hurts." She hummed back.

It really hurts, like it's cracked, but my heart doesn't hurt that much anymore.

"Stop talking, I'll call the nurse to change your medicine." His expression became serious, feeling sorry for her pain.

The nurse came quickly and changed Ye Mian's dressing.

Seeing her wound again, the noble and elegant man was instantly full of hostility. Qiao Zhanbei restrained his emotions and walked aside, unable to bear to look any further.

In the past two days, even though his subordinates had tried their best to torture Qin Feng until he lost his human form, he still refused to let go.

Ye Mian sent the nurse away, and found Qiao Zhanbei on the small balcony outside the French window of the ward.

His aura is cold, gloomy and terrifying, making people daunting.But she is not afraid, the only person in the whole company who is not afraid of him and who can convince him is only her.

In the past, when he got angry with other executives due to business affairs, she was the one to mediate in the middle, singing both red and black faces, and sometimes sang the oboe with him.

He is now on business again, right?

She approached him casually, tugged at his shirt sleeve lightly, turned her face sideways, and looked up at him.

"Why did you come out? It's hot outside, be careful of catching a cold." Seeing her, Qiao Zhanbei immediately calmed down his hostility and felt much better.

"Are you unhappy?" She asked concerned.

"A little business, I'm fine now." After saying that, he took her hand and led her back to the ward.

I haven't washed my hair for two days, Ye Mian couldn't take it anymore, so she invited a nurse over.As soon as the nurse arrived, Qiao Zhanbei paid her wages and sent her away.

Ye Mian was dumbfounded by this operation.

Qiao Zhanbei slowly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, his dark eyes were fixed on her, and he asked in a light tone, "You need to hire a nurse after you wash your hair, using your husband as a decoration?"

Under the light, he had a white shirt, cool white skin, and a noble demeanor, and his deep eyes were full of pampering.

Such a gentle man made it hard for her to refuse, Ye Mian couldn't help swallowing, her heart almost melted.

She was lying on the bed, with her long hair hanging down and floating into the washbasin. The man knelt on one knee and squatted aside, washing her hair patiently and meticulously.

Until his hair was about to be dried by him, Ye Mian still felt a little unreal.

In the mirror, the man was holding a hair dryer, and his slender and well-knuckle fingers were running through her slightly curly hair. His expression was serious and focused, and his movements were gentle and delicate, as if a prince was taking good care of his princess.

Princess?

Ye Mian's throat choked, she is not his princess, Tong Yaoyao is.

He also washed Tong Yaoyao's hair like this, right?

Ye Mian felt sore and uncomfortable.

"Hmm... very fragrant." Qiao Zhanbei turned off the hair dryer, buried the tip of his nose into her fluffy hair, smelled the fragrance, and felt a sense of accomplishment.

For the first time in his life, he washed someone's hair.

"Thank you." Ye Mian said in a blunt tone.

The man raised his eyebrows, turned around her, clasped her waist, picked her up, and let her sit on the sink.

He didn't like to hear her say the word "thank you" to him very much, and it seemed particularly raw, thinking that she had always been polite to him, and when she was young, she always avoided him.

Qiao Zhanbei felt very uncomfortable. He held her uninjured half of the cheek with his big hands, forcing her to look up and look at him, "Mrs. Qiao, thank you. You must be sincere in thanking you."

Mrs. Joe...

Ye Mian's heart was agitated, she looked at him with breathless concentration, only to see his cold and ascetic face suppressed.

"Hmm..." she groaned.

Considering her injury, this kiss was not enough, the man let go of her, looked at her delicate red lips with watery eyes, his eyes were dark, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is the only way to be sincere."

His breath remained between his lips and teeth. Ye Mian swallowed his saliva, staring at the man's sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down with his misty eyes, and then, like a small animal, he rushed towards him.

The man let out a sexy snort.

She kissed the most fragile and sensitive part of his body - Adam's Apple.

Like an electric current, it ran through the whole body.

In the mirror, a girl with curly hair like seaweed threw herself on his neck, kissing and biting his Adam's apple.

The picture is pure and lustful.

With her like this, Qiao Zhanbei was stunned for a moment - she is too good at it!

The man's blood was racing, and when she let go of him, he pinched the back of her head and kissed her passionately.Taking care of her injury while kissing, this kind of feeling is heart-scratching and irresistible.

The two kissed inseparably. With her slender hands, she feebly pulled the hem of his shirt out of his trousers. The moment he lowered his eyes, Qiao Zhanbei's eye sockets felt hot, and his eyes became red with desire.

He fiercely bit the thin nightgown shoulder straps on her shoulders, and bit down...

"Bang bang bang!"

There was heavy knocking on the door, mixed with people's cries, making people uneasy, and the two let go of each other panting.

Listening to the movement, Ye Mian frowned seriously, thinking, there must be a fire, right?

"I'll go out and have a look." Qiao Zhanbei cleared the chaos in his throat and left the bathroom.

Ye Mian adjusted her nightgown, put on a silk nightgown jacket, and followed her out.

"Young Master Qiao! Come out quickly, my lady, Yaoyao—!" At the door of the ward, Jiang Xiujin kept beating on the door, crying.