Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

On the back of her fair shoulder, there was a scar the size of a coin, which was left when she helped Qiao Zhanbei block the gun.Ye Mian tilted her head, half-closed her eyes, thoughtful.

Seeing her staring at the scar, Gu Sasa was secretly happy. She must have remembered her feelings for Qiao Zhanbei!

This infatuated, even if she has Alzheimer's disease and forgets everyone, it is impossible to forget Qiao Zhanbei, that is the person engraved in her bones.

Ye Mian's hand holding the wine glass tightened suddenly, as if she wanted to crush the glass.

Her eyes were fierce, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I was brainwashed and hypnotized by him, so I desperately saved him and blocked bullets for him!"

Gu Sasha: "..."

Ye Mian raised her wine glass and poured down the spirits. She looked at Gu Sasa, recalled bitterly, and said bitterly, "Sasa, I went back to the capital after being divorced by him. I wanted to take revenge on him. He knew I was from the Jin family. My granddaughter, seeing that I was still useful, asked someone to brainwash and hypnotize me, so that I forgot my hatred for him, gave up revenge, and devoted myself to him, worked hard for him, and helped him win the project. After he fell off the cliff, I help him support Joe, he is paralyzed, I will never leave him... I am his puppet!"

The more she talked, the more she hated him. She wished she could tear Qiao Zhanbei's body into pieces and drink him glass after glass.

Gu Sasha snatched the bottle forcefully, and said angrily: "I think you are brainwashed and hypnotized now!"

A good person suddenly became like this, she was angry and anxious.

"Sasha, where are you from? This time, no one, no one wants to stop me from revenge. I'm not afraid of Joe, I'll destroy him and the Qiao family!"

After Ye Mian finished speaking fiercely, she slammed the wine glass on the ground forcefully, throwing glass shards all over the floor.

On the other side of the dining table, her face was flushed, her eyes were wide open, her expression was manic, and she was full of hostility, as if she had gone mad.

Seeing Ye Mian like this, Gu Sasa's eyes turned red, she got up and went around the dining table, went to her side, hugged her, and gently stroked her back with her hands.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't get angry." She comforted softly.

Hate is a double-edged sword. It hurts others and hurts herself. She must be feeling very uncomfortable now. Gu Sasha can't think about it, and the more she thinks about it, the more she feels sorry for her.

What's even more depressing and helpless is that her hatred for Qiao Zhanbei is completely unfounded.

Getting drunk, Ye Mian leaned her head against Gu Sasha's heart, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Gu Sasha opened the door of the apartment, and met Qiao Zhanbei's slightly tired, relaxed and handsome face.

"She was drinking again, drank half a bottle of whiskey, and now she fell asleep in the master bedroom. She was talking nonsense, turning black and white, and said that she was brainwashed and hypnotized by you for the things she gave to you." She said truthfully.

Qiao Zhanbei nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go in and see her."

Gu Sasha: "Have you found out the reason?"

Qiao Zhanbei: "I suspect it was caused by the former Jiang Lin."

Hearing this, Gu Sasha clenched her hands tightly.

After Qiao Zhanbei entered, she quickly left the apartment.

In the bedroom, the light was dim, Qiao Zhanbei quietly walked to the bedside with a little light from outside, and he turned on the lamp on the bedside table.

The warm and soft light came on, illuminating her sleeping face.

She smelled of alcohol, her long hair was loose, her cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, her brows were slightly frowned, and she slept very restlessly.

His hand caressed her cheek very lightly, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin, gently brushing away the hair on her cheek, and staring at her like a treasure.

Ye Mian moved, Qiao Zhanbei gasped for breath, and quickly withdrew his hand.

If she wakes up now and sees him, she will be aroused to hate again.

Luckily she just rolled over and didn't wake up.The person on the bed, facing the other side of the big bed, curled up tightly like a baby, and the quilt slid down under her shoulders.

Qiao Zhanbei leaned over, gently pulled the quilt for her with both hands, and patted it lightly to make the quilt fit her body better.

In a daze, Ye Mian felt a very heartwarming and warm feeling, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she whispered softly with a smile: "Mom, grandma..."

Seeing her smile, the corners of Qiao Zhanbei's lips rose.

He leaned over, with his lips close to her cheek, sniffing her breath lightly, his thin lips rubbed against her skin lightly, not daring to use force for fear of waking her up.

Qiao Zhanbei was full of bitterness, she was right in front of his eyes, but he couldn't kiss her or hug her.

What's more bitter is that she hated him as much as she loved him before.

They obviously love each other deeply, but they have become like this, which is too cruel.

This feeling is more painful than when he was paralyzed, or even when he was terminally ill and there was no cure.

Qiao Zhanbei choked up, kissed her lightly, and whispered in her ear, "You love me so much, you will definitely get better."

He lay down beside her quietly, hugged her gently through the quilt, and closed his eyes to rest. This night, he slept with fear.

At four or five o'clock in the morning the next day, Qiao Zhanbei got up early, went to the kitchen, cooked millet porridge for her stomach, and asked someone to deliver the ingredients, including fried buns.

Ye Mian woke up with a splitting headache.

Damn Qiao Zhanbei, it's all because he was too scumbag for what he did to her. She had to drink heavily to suppress her hatred for him for a while.

She went to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol on her body. After washing up, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast, only to find that golden millet porridge had been cooked in the casserole on the stove.

The frying pan next to it was full of pan-fried buns, sprinkled with black sesame seeds and green onions, and covered with a transparent lid.

Gu Sasha doesn't know how to cook at all, who did it?

She was panicking from hunger, her stomach hurt a little, she didn't think too much about it, she lifted the lid of the pot, impatiently picked up a steamed stuffed bun, put it in her mouth, filled it with porridge, and took it to the restaurant.

Millet porridge with raw fried, after a full meal, the stomach is also comfortable.

Trader Joe's Building, top floor.

The secretaries in the secretary's office, seeing Ye Mian walking towards here with a briefcase, all of them dared not breathe. The fact that Mr. Ye and Mr. Qiao seized power has already spread within the group.

Looking at Ye Mian now, they seem to be watching the blackened Huan Huan in "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

At this time, she had already pushed open the door of the president's office.

The moment Ye Mian pushed open the office door, she froze.

On the desk, there was a stack of documents. Behind the documents, a man was wearing a suit and tie, looking serious and focused, flipping through the documents.

After a while, he took out a pen from the pen holder, swiped it a few times, and signed it.

When Qiao Zhanbei noticed the door, he raised his head and met her eyes.

She was looking at herself in a daze, looking thoughtful, could it be that she remembered something?

Thinking of all the things that happened to them in this office, and the scene where she accompanied him to fight together.