Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Leaning on Gu Sasha's shoulder, Ye Mian listened to her talk about Lu Yu's relationship with Qiao Zhanbei and the Qiao family, and how he hypnotized her to change her memory.

Gu Sasha said it before, but she only wanted revenge on Qiao Zhanbei, and she didn't believe it or listen to it.

She knew the relationship between Lu Yu and the Qiao family, but what she knew was that Lu Yu's biological mother Mei Shufen and Qiao Zhanbei's father Qiao Jinyu were lovers, and Qiao Zhanbei's biological mother Tang Wanzhou was a third party.

Tang Wanzhou and her mother were best friends back then, but because she fell in love with a man at the same time, she turned against her mother and finally forced her to death.

However, the fact is completely opposite to her memory cognition.

She also didn't remember Lu Yu hypnotizing her at all.

After a long time, Ye Mian broke the silence in the carriage and asked softly, "Can my memory return to the same as before?"

Her body shrank, her head rubbed against Gu Sasha's shoulder, and her eyes were unfocused looking at the slowly receding night street scene outside the car window.

Gu Sasha sighed inwardly, "I asked a lot of psychoanalysts and psychologists, but they all said that it was not easy to recover."

"In the afternoon, Gu Ye led people to arrest Lu Yu, and beat that girl begging for mercy. He even said that there was no way to recover, and that this hypnosis was irreversible. That grandson is so fucking insidious. He used you to seize Qiao's shares. You almost succeeded, and now you and Qiao Zhanbei are in love with each other!"

Mentioning Lu Yu, Gu Sasha became more and more excited as she talked. She gritted her teeth, wishing she could tear him apart.However, his background is very tough, and they can only beat him to vent their anger.

Love but not.

Hearing these four words in Gu Sasha's words, Ye Mian's heart was inexplicably twitched, she felt a little pain, and also felt a sense of loss.

very uncomfortable.

It seemed that she and Qiao Zhanbei should really love each other, but she didn't remember that she loved him at all, she only hated him, and her mind was full of the things he did to her that were worse than animals.

Ye Mian felt like a lost deer in a foggy forest, at a loss as to where to go.

"I don't know what to do. Facing Qiao Zhanbei, when I go back to his villa before, it's all nightmare memories. It's painful and I hate it. I wish I could kill him." She looked out the window and said From the heart.

Seeing that he was hurt, she was heartbroken again.

Hearing what she said, Gu Sasa's eyes were wet. Gu Ye, who was driving, gritted his back molars. His heart felt uncomfortable. He took a cigarette and lit it.

They looked at Ye Mian all the way, and they had been in love with Qiao Zhanbei for more than ten years until now. She loved her without hesitation, and her infatuation never changed, but now it has become like this.

Back at the apartment, Ye Mian took a shower and fell asleep without eating.

Villa, terrace.

Qiao Zhanbei was holding the phone, and Gu Sasa said on the other end that Ye Mian believed that there was something wrong with his memory, his heart felt hot, and the corners of his lips curled up in joy.

"The bad news is that she still can't remember anything good about you. It's all painful memories. She said she can't face you."

Gu Sasha's voice came again, Qiao Zhanbei's throat tightened, and his breath was suffocated. He looked at the dark night sky, full of melancholy.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Then I won't stimulate her, I will continue to find a psychological hypnotist, please take care of her. She is about to have her menstrual period, so tell her to drink more brown sugar ginger tea. sent over."

Hey, this pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

Listening to Qiao Zhanbei's words, Gu Sasa sighed in his heart.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Zhanbei went to the room, picked up a pack of cigarettes, just took out one, remembering Ye Mian's previous instructions, he threw the cigarettes into the trash can.

How he hoped that she could restore her memory and control him from smoking and drinking.

But now, she felt pain just facing him.

Qiao Zhanbei took a few deep breaths to calm down the feeling of powerlessness in his heart, pinched the bridge of his nose, walked out of the bedroom, went to the children's room to accompany Qiao Qiao, and relieved the anguish of not having Ye Mian by his side.

In the apartment, Ye Mian got up early and made breakfast for herself and Gu Sasha.

While eating breakfast, she habitually watched the financial news.

"Qiao Zhanbei, the president of Qiao Group, will attend the business summit soon..."

Inadvertently, when she read this news, Ye Mian tensed her nerves reflexively, a wave of hatred came to her heart, but she also quickly noticed this emotion.

Fake, he didn't hurt you, didn't hurt you.

She persuaded herself in her heart.

She quickly regained her composure and concentrated on eating instead of swiping her phone.

Before going out, Gu Sasha took a suitcase out of the closet and pushed it in front of her, "This is all your treasured antiques, take some time to have a look."

After Gu Sasha left, Ye Mian stared blankly at the very old suitcase.

This is the suitcase she brought with her when she came to the capital from her hometown.

In my memory, it was a hot summer, and she was only 14 years old.That day, she was alone, dragging a heavy suitcase, tossing and turning all day before arriving in the capital.

He took a taxi and found Qiao's house according to the address.

In the evening, she stood at the iron gate of the villa yard and looked inside timidly.

She saw a man and a woman coming out of the villa.

The girl was wearing a white sleeveless Chanel dress, her long hair was coiled up high, and her skin was fair and beautiful. The young man beside her had a jade-like face and a tall and straight figure.

They held hands, like a princess and a prince, walking towards this side.

"Where did the country bumpkin come from? Brother Qiao, is she here to apply for a babysitter?" The girl's eyes were arrogant, and her tone was full of sarcasm.

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, "My mother's best friend's daughter is an orphan now, she insists on adopting her, it's inexplicable."

Ye Mian shook her head vigorously, trying to get out of this memory, it was her memory of meeting Qiao Zhanbei and Tong Yaoyao for the first time, they used to taunt her a lot.

She suppressed her hatred and put down the suitcase. The suitcase from more than ten years ago was still a zipper style, and she still remembered the password.

As soon as the suitcase was opened, a faint fragrance of old paper came blowing towards my face.

There are sketchbooks, high school textbooks, mock exercise books, notebooks in the box...

Looking at them, there was an inexplicably familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember why she treasured these things, why did she even keep her high school textbooks?

She took a sketchbook, and in high school, she was an art student.

The cover of the sketchbook is very elegant, with pencil lines, outlining a cluster of irises, which is an imitation pattern of Van Gogh's "Irises".

Ye Mian sat on the sofa by the balcony, basking in the sun, and opened a sketchbook.

The title page is her handwriting, which reads: My first love that belongs to you.

her first love?

She turned a page back.

A lifelike man's face came into view. He had short hair, smooth facial lines, well-defined outlines, handsome face, and he was astonished as a heavenly man.

It looked like Qiao Zhanbei, a wave of hatred welled up in his heart.

She was quickly restrained.

I saw a line of words at the bottom, which was her handwriting. She frowned and read it out softly: "On July 7.22, XX, he rushed to Xun Town and picked me up to the capital himself. He said to me at that time: You are Go to sleep and come home with me."

"go home with me."

Ye Mian muttered these words, suddenly, her throat was inexplicably choked, her nose was sour, and she felt an urge to cry.

"He asked me if I liked Gu Ye. My heart was sore and painful, and I dared not tell him the truth." She turned the pages and read again, feeling sore in her heart.

Flipping through the sketchbook, Ye Mian's mood fluctuated with these words, some were sour, some were sweet, some were moved, and some were slightly bitter. It was a very real feeling. Her eyes were wet, and tears kept rolling down.

But she doesn't remember any of these things happening.

She curiously opened those textbooks and exercise books. The title page said "Qiao Zhanbei".

Why is that man's textbook and exercise book here with her?

She picked up another thick black soft leather notebook, and on the title page was written: The daily work of Ye Zhu and Mr. Qiao.

"On the first day of work, I was in a hurry. I felt that Mr. Qiao was my assistant. He helped me prepare the meeting materials, worked overtime at night, and told me to go to dinner, and help him bring a box lunch. I am an assistant. I am afraid that I will The boss is starved to death, but fortunately, I remember his taste."

"Mr. Qiao drank a lot of wine at the evening party. I saw that he was a little uncomfortable, so I blocked a glass of wine for him. On the way back, he seemed very unhappy and forbade me to block the drink for him in the future."

……

"Mr. Qiao and I got the certificate. After we got the certificate, we went back to the company and continued to work, as if nothing had happened, but in my heart... I had mixed feelings. I never thought about marrying him before, and I didn't even dare to think about it. happened……"

"We live together with Mr. Qiao. Mother Qiao sent Aunt Wu over to watch over us. However, we share the same bed, and we are very different."

"Today is the first time I helped Mr. Joe tie a tie. At the end of the tie, my legs felt weak. Looking at his sexy Adam's apple, I really wanted to take a bite..."

"It's autumn, I ordered a few sets of seasonal suits for Mr. Qiao, bought him clothes, and dressed him up. I feel very happy."

"Last night, I was drunk and put Joe to sleep. Afterwards, I said I was drunk and told him not to mind. In fact, I was sober at the time."

"Mr. Qiao's stomach is getting worse and worse. I have to find a way to get him to quit smoking and drinking, and give him soup to nourish his stomach, and drink it three times a day."

……

Ye Mian flipped through the notebook page by page, reading the words on it, her heart throbbed inexplicably all the time. Through these words, she could feel that she loved Qiao Zhanbei very much, from junior high school to her wedding. back.

She leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes, and carefully recalled these things, but all she remembered were the heinous things Qiao Zhanbei did to her.

"No, let me go, Joe, Mr. Joe! I don't want to—"

"Ye Zhu, stop shouting, Mr. Qiao gave you to me in order to win my project."

In the private room, the fat old man hugged her in his arms and kissed her cheek obscenely. He smelled of alcohol, his beard pricked her skin, and his hands were on her body.

She looked at Qiao Zhanbei helplessly. The man walked to the door, picked up his suit jacket, turned to her and said, "Serve Mr. Liu well."

After finishing speaking, he ruthlessly abandoned her, opened the door and went out.

For the project, he sent her to the client.

She was pregnant with the child, lying on the operating table, almost killed two people, and called him, but he was in the couple's bath with his fiancée.

Ye Mian clenched her fists tightly, her whole body was tense, a surge of hatred overwhelmed her.

After an unknown amount of time, she exhausted all her energy to break free from this hatred, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Somewhere, I feel that I love him very much, but when I think of him, it's all unbearable memories, all hate...

This split and contradictory feeling is very painful.

She got up and locked the suitcase in the closet, determined not to think about this man again.

If she doesn't miss him, if she doesn't see him, she won't hate him so much and suffer so much. She picks up the embroidery needle and concentrates on embroidering.

The most uncomfortable thing is that there is always a feeling of emptiness in my heart, as if there is a very precious thing that she has lost.

In the study room, Qiao Zhanbei finished the video conference, just turned off the computer, and saw the face of the girl in the painting at a glance.

He gently caressed her cheek with his fingers, the corners of his mouth raised bitterly.

They haven't seen each other for ten days.

Every time he wanted to see her, he would think of her back against the wall, moving non-stop, with a terrified look of avoiding him like a snake.

That appearance is so distressing.

He couldn't bear to provoke her again.

But they, don't communicate with each other like this?

Thinking of this, it was as if someone was holding a knife and gouging out his heart. The pain was unbearable. Qiao Zhanbei gritted his teeth and opened the drawer to find a cigarette. He searched all over the study, but he couldn't find a cigarette.

The man scratched his head angrily.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the study room, and the nanny's voice came from outside: "Sir, madam is back."

Madame is back?

Qiao Zhanbei thought he heard it wrong, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was Ye Mian who came back.

He stabilized his excitement before he stepped out of the study.